The girls finished their conversation a little while ago and now Alison was on her way to bring Charlotte home. Emily opted to stay home and finish getting the house ready, and to also give Charlotte and Alison some sisterly bonding time. She planned on heading over to Hanna's for a while after to give the two girls optimum time together. Spencer had been texting her all day trying to apologize but Emily didn't want to hear it right now. Alison was appreciative of everything her mermaid did for her. It would be nice to have a few minutes alone with Charlotte before the craziness of their daily life came back.
Charlotte was dressed sitting on the edge of her bed staring at the door. She couldn't wait to leave the hospital. Seeing Wren every day, feeling vulnerable and scared. She wished her brain could remember more details from the night. Was she certain it was Wren? No. But after everything Wren had said and the way he had acted towards Charlotte in the recent years, Charlotte had her suspicions. Charlotte could vividly remember one night at Radley in particular.
It was a rainy night in Radley. Charlotte was fully transitioned and had just stopped taking classes at UPenn. She was so grateful to be taking classes there but she quickly became bored and was way ahead of all her peers. She was playing the game fully and that kept her busy most of the time but she missed people. She missed compassion and contact. She craved the touch of another person. She hadn't been hugged since Jessica DiLaurentis visited and told her the good news about UPenn.
Wren had been visiting her and helping her talk about life. He listened when no one else would. He was a great ear, and he was relatively close to her age, which was a nice change. Charlotte enjoyed having Mona in Radley for a while too but Wren was different. She didn't love him, not by any means. But she got this feeling, like a dark pit in her stomach filled with desire.
But that night, Wren came into her room. It was late; most of the staff had left and the ones who were still working, didn't care what went on. The night shift at Radley was a joke. Wren walked in and talked to Charlotte on one of her off days. She was feeling particularly vulnerable and talked to Wren about missing her "friends". Specifically, Alison. She didn't tell Wren everything but she felt comfortable talking to Wren, more so than anyone else…that was besides Ali.
Wren sat and listened and at times he even placed his hand right on top of Charlotte's as a sign of comfort…or intimacy. Charlotte leaned in and kissed Wren. For a while, he kissed her back. He ran his fingers down her hair and kissed her neck. Charlotte was thrilled to be with someone finally, but in a second Wren flipped a switch. He went from hook up hottie to borderline Radley patient. Charlotte had seen patients more sane in the room next to her. Wren pulled away immediately and stared deep at Charlotte. His eyes were black. Charlotte was unsure if they had broken a boundary…in a sense what they were doing was completely unprofessional and could cost Wren his job. Maybe it was better to end things before they got themselves in deeper trouble.
Charlotte stared at the door as Alison walked past. She was filling out discharge forms with one of the nurses at the nurses' station. Charlotte needed to get out of here. Her memories from Radley were coming back to her. Charlotte hated being institutionalized and being here in the hospital was bringing up all her old feelings and bad memories. Even thinking about Wren and Radley was enough to make her start to feel sick. As Alison was finishing up, Charlotte gained more of her memory back from that night at Radley, and this time she started to shake remembering the awful experience she had with Wren.