*Trigger Warning*

Chapter 18

At the police station

Still Wednesday

4:00 pm

No one's POV

As the police look through Bianca's bloody clothes. They clipped off a piece of clothing, put it in a baggie for testing. They shook out her ripped blue jean jacket and a piece of paper fell out one of the pockets, the examiner named James read the paper and he called for Warren. When Jasmine heard her name being called she stood up from her

from her cubicle leaving her delicious Cesar salad on her desk. Before she could reach the evidence room Tompson walked up to her and pulled her to the side. Jasmine rolled her eyes,

"What do you want Tyler? As you can tell James called me for something."

"Well I just found out there's new evidence to our recent case." Jasmines previous annoyance was replaced with anticipation. She didn't let Tyler finish his sentence as she walked to the evidence room.

"Hey James. What you got?" She asked as she puts some gloves on. James passed her the blood stained folded piece of paper, she opened it slowly.

"I found it in on of the jean jacket pocket. I believe that it was placed after she passed out based on the amount of blood on it and how clean it is." James explained as she read the letter. The note read,

I see you got my other letter from yesterday. Meet me at this address 3510 Dusk Alley with Charlotte, if you invite the police because I know they are going to find the letter to give to you I will kill her. That's a promise Hart. I hope you liked the decorations on your car.

You have 7 days.

-Jasper

Jasmine put the note down and sighed she took off the gloves and threw it in the trash can. She thanked James and left the evidence room, she was slightly confused.

"What other letter?" Jasmine asked herself as she sat back down at her desk ready to finally finish her salad but then Captain called her. She put her lid on her bowl and put it back in her backpack defeated.

"All I want to do is finish my damn dinner." She muttered himself annoyed as she walked towards Captains office.

"Yes sir?"

"Warren I need you to contact Ray Manchester. We need to discuss what happened recently to them."

"What about Dunlop? What if he finds her again." Jasmine asked with concerned because she didn't want what happened at the hospital to happen here.

'Charlotte needs to feel safe somewhere.' Jasmine thought to herself.

Captain rubbed his chin in thought.

"Well when they get here we can try and have her in the most secluded room here." He finally said. She nodded.

"Okay sir. I'll call them." She walked out of his office and to her desk. She sighed as she dialed Rays phone number.

Charlotte POV

I'm currently doing nothing right now but looking at YouTube videos about Minecraft. It reminded me of the days when I was 10 and 11, when my parents would take me with them to travel the world see different places. But that was before middle school and when they still paid attention to me, after my 13 birthday they left me home a lot more often. They stopped asking about my day, busying themselves with work after I got home from school.

I wish I had a better childhood than what I have now. I know my adopted parents are very wealthy but they are not supportive at all. When they found out I was in the hospital they just paid for my bills, no call, no asking if I'm okay. It's honestly makes me pissed off.

Just like the situation I'm in right now, I wish I said something sooner about Jasper. But I was just too scared, I knew if Jasper could hurt me this bad I knew he could have possibly hurt Henry and I didn't want that. Just like the threatening notes he wrote to Henry. What if he does get to me? I know if he does get to me I won't survive much longer and I'm completely fine with it. I know it's selfish to not care about anybody else and who would be affected by my death. I would be sad if anyone mourn my death.

"Charlotte!" I heard Ray yell my name. I jumped up from my bed and rushed in the man cave.

"Yeah?" I asked studying the look on his face. But I couldn't decipher it.

"The police called me and we need to go to the station." He said with a blank expression, it made me feel a little unsettled.

"Did they find him?" I asked a little hopeful, he shrugged his shoulders.

"They didn't say but they said they need to talk to you about some new evidence they found." I grabbed my jacket and my phone.

"Oh okay. Let's see what they need." I said as I put my shoes on.

"Yeah I hope it's good news." He said to himself.

When we got to the station they had Ray wait in the conference room and I was currently being led towards the back of the station. The hallway was dimly lit the officer stopped in front of a wooden door with the number 7 on it.

"We will make sure comfortable here. This room is the safest one we have, this room is surrounded by 20 cops so if someone tried to get to you they would taken down. There is also video recording, being taken in this room no audio recording for your privacy." Garcia was the name on her badge, she was nice she had red hair you could tell was dyed a different color. She seemed genuinely concerned with my safety and I was glad she is.

"Thank you ma'am." I gave her a real smile and sat down at the wooden table, the chair was comfortable it felt like my bed.

"Detective Warren will see you shortly. Would you like anything to drink?"

"Yes water please." I replied she nodded and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

I looked around the room the walls were a bland blue grey color there were no windows in here. It was kinda cold in here too, it quickly reminded me of a place that I don't want to go back to. I pull my phone out of my pocket, I turned it on to find that there was no signal. I place my phone in the table it was no use, I began tapping the cold wooden table.

I stared at the wall and I could faintly hear the echoes of my screams bouncing off the concrete walls, the sound of the belt cracking against my skin. I could literally feel the blood seeping out my open wounds. The pain develop from my back the scars felt like they are being cut open again and the white burning feeling was getting harder and harder to ignore. I started scratching my palm trying to make it go away, I started embedding my nails in my palm then a wave of pain hit me and I realized that I was hurting myself. I looked at my hand and it was red and burning I placed my palm on the cold table trying to reduce the redness. I was startled when I heard the door open. It was Henry and Bruce my face split into a huge grin. Henry close the door behind him.

"Hey Bruce! Hey Henry!" I quickly stood up from the comfortable chair and gave Bruce a hug, I squeezed him as tight as I could. He healed my head to his chest I wanted to burst into tears but I didn't.

"Hey Charlotte how are you feeling?" Bruce asked as we pulled apart from the hug.

"I'm okay. I just wish I could have seen you in a better place than here. But how was your flight?"

"It was very experimental. I have a story to tell you later. But it was fun." He said with a wink. Henry put his hand up.

"Actually Charlotte I don't think you want to know what he did on the plane." I laughed as He pushed Bruce away from me and pulled me in a hug.

"Hey sweetheart. How are you?" He muttered lowly. I smiled softly,

"I'm fine Henry. How are you?" He pulled something out of his pocket, it was a box of sour patches and a water bottle.

"That's good. Don't worry about me Charlotte I'm okay, I bought you some candy but the water bottle Garcia gave to me."

"Thank you Henry." I grabbed the cold water bottle it stung my raw hand, but I didn't react to it. Until Henry saw my palm, he looked at me hurt filled his eyes. I shook my head and looked down,

"Are you sure your fine Charlotte?" Bruce asked me. I nodded.

"Yes I'm fine. Now why are you guys here?" I asked trying to change the subject because I feel super exposed and vulnerable. Henry stopped looking at me and reached in his back pocket to get the note,

"I was going to give this to the detective. So she could keep it somewhere." He said with a concerned look at me.

"Yeah, that's good you brought it." I said trying to avert his gaze. After I said that Detective opened the door and walked in.

"Good Evening you all. I'm here to let you know we found Jaspers cell phone but no Jasper. We found Bianca Adams severely wounded, we searched her clothes earlier today and we found a letter addressed to Henry." She pulled out an evidence bag with a piece of paper and handed it to me first, I read it and then handed it to Henry without saying anything.

"You said it was with Bianca. What was she doing there?"

"We have no idea why. In the note what was the 'other letter'?"

"Oh this one. I found it in my damaged windshield yesterday." He said as he handed her the paper.

"Okay thank you. We only have a week until a supposed other body shows up we have no idea who's next. Based on your accounts Charlotte we know that Jasper is mental and physically abusive. So I will advise you not to go in public by yourself if you can help it." I nodded and took a drink of my water.

"Okay I will."

"Thank you for coming on short notice Charlotte. You guys can leave here, if anything comes up just call me you have my number. Thank you all have a good evening." She walked the room and shut the door behind her.

When she left the room we all sighed and stood up. I stretched my limbs and pulled Henry to my side holding his hand in mine I gave him a reassuring smile.

"I'm fine I promise." I said after I received a concerned glance from Henry as we walked out the room.

"I hope so."

Ray met us at the entrance of the station and I gave Bruce a hug.

"I'll miss you Bruce. We need to catch up."

"Definitely gurl. We can talk over food when we can find a time. I love you be safe." He pecked my hairline and when to his car.

"You too Brucie."

"See you Henry." He gave him a saulute before he got in his car. Henry waved back.

"See you later." Bruce drove off.

"Hey Charlotte are you okay?" I heard Ray ask.

"Yeah I'm fine." I touched the inside of my hand and flinched it wasn't noticeable. It was almost bleeding from my continuous scratching. Ray patted my shoulder and sighed.

"That's good to hear. I'm glad your fine." He said with a smile.

"I'm hungry. Who wants to take out?" Excitement lit my features.

"I do!" Me and Henry said at the same time.

"Well I'm choosing the restaurant this time." Henry said with pride.

"Umm no actually you're not because last time you said that I could." I said with a pout.

"When did I say that?" He said with amusement on his face clearly trying to annoy me.

"Do fucking not Henry. It's my turn to choose the food. " I said pointing my finger at him.

We bicker back and forth with each other until we reached the Man Cave. Ray just looked at us smiling.

End of chapter 18…