Bron stepped down cautiously off the private plane that her cousin had
flown her to Sydney airport in. Ben was already helping to unload their
luggage so Bron headed over to the airport to find Von.
Von sat watching the planes fly in and thinking about Charlotte. Bron was her closest friend, it made sense to call her back. It was quiet in the airport. Not many people seemed to be travelling by air. "Bloody Hell." Von jumped as a hand touched her shoulder.
"Sorry." Bron half smiled. "I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's fine really. It's so good to see you." The two women embraced each other warmly. "If only I could have seen you again, under different circumstances."
"How is Charlotte?" Bron asked. "Has she told you what's got her so wound up yet?"
Von shook her head sadly. "She won't speak to me at all. I settled her in with a warm drink and someone to watch her while I came here to get you."
"Okay. We better going a.s.a.p. then." They waited a little while for Ben to come with their suitcases and then set off, on a mission of friendship.
There was a noise outside. The dogs were barking out the back. It all made Charlotte jump and she shifted further into her corner. Nelson had made sure to keep to the other side of the room. He had attempted to talk to her earlier and managed, only, to scare her and cause her to withdraw into her newly formed shell. She almost looked like a child. Sitting in the corner of the room with her knees held close to her and her eyes shut tight. There was a knock at the door. Charlotte's eyes flashed open and she looked around wildly. Her brain didn't seem to register what the noise was. Nelson moved to walk across the room and open the door, but Charlotte's high- pitched squeal stopped him.
"It's open." He called out and moved back against the wall. He saw three figures about to walk into the room at once. "It might be better to come in one at a time guys." There was harsh whispering before Bron stepped into the room.
"Charlotte." Bron almost whispered the name. Charlotte looked up at her and instantly stood and ran to her friend. Bron held her close as she cried on her shoulder. "Shh, it's okay Charlotte. Everything's fine."
"It's not fine, Bron. I don't want to live with this anymore."
"What Charlotte, what don't you want to live with? You can tell me." Bron reassured her as they sat, together on the lounge. They sat together while Von, Nelson and Ben went into another room to talk. Eventually Charlotte calmed down and told Bron, everything.
Von sat watching the planes fly in and thinking about Charlotte. Bron was her closest friend, it made sense to call her back. It was quiet in the airport. Not many people seemed to be travelling by air. "Bloody Hell." Von jumped as a hand touched her shoulder.
"Sorry." Bron half smiled. "I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's fine really. It's so good to see you." The two women embraced each other warmly. "If only I could have seen you again, under different circumstances."
"How is Charlotte?" Bron asked. "Has she told you what's got her so wound up yet?"
Von shook her head sadly. "She won't speak to me at all. I settled her in with a warm drink and someone to watch her while I came here to get you."
"Okay. We better going a.s.a.p. then." They waited a little while for Ben to come with their suitcases and then set off, on a mission of friendship.
There was a noise outside. The dogs were barking out the back. It all made Charlotte jump and she shifted further into her corner. Nelson had made sure to keep to the other side of the room. He had attempted to talk to her earlier and managed, only, to scare her and cause her to withdraw into her newly formed shell. She almost looked like a child. Sitting in the corner of the room with her knees held close to her and her eyes shut tight. There was a knock at the door. Charlotte's eyes flashed open and she looked around wildly. Her brain didn't seem to register what the noise was. Nelson moved to walk across the room and open the door, but Charlotte's high- pitched squeal stopped him.
"It's open." He called out and moved back against the wall. He saw three figures about to walk into the room at once. "It might be better to come in one at a time guys." There was harsh whispering before Bron stepped into the room.
"Charlotte." Bron almost whispered the name. Charlotte looked up at her and instantly stood and ran to her friend. Bron held her close as she cried on her shoulder. "Shh, it's okay Charlotte. Everything's fine."
"It's not fine, Bron. I don't want to live with this anymore."
"What Charlotte, what don't you want to live with? You can tell me." Bron reassured her as they sat, together on the lounge. They sat together while Von, Nelson and Ben went into another room to talk. Eventually Charlotte calmed down and told Bron, everything.