Wow! I didn't expect to get any reviews so soon,but thanks to the reveiw!

P.S.Not to spoil it to much,but yes,Blonded,and everyone else,Charlie does fight back!Whoo!

P.P.S. I also won't be able to post for another week or so,please don't give up on the story though!

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Present:Charlie lay back down,and pain surged back through his body. He wanted to cry,but he didn't want Jack,Kate,or any of the others to know he was awake. He winced,but was glad no one could see. Jack walked into the tent about a minute later,and Charlie's eyes shut instantly,knowing they hadn't seen.

At least he hoped they hadn't. His head pounded as they walked closer to him. Jack,who just happened to be the closest,leaned forward. Gently,he ran two fingers over one of Charlie's cuts. "He needs rest. He was out for sometime,and it'll take more than just our help to get him back out his self-hating life that he's pulled himself into.

Kate nodded,understanding what Jack ment. Charlie was going to need more than physical help. He wold need as much rest as possible. Sighing,she moved back out of the tent,Jack following. He looked back at Charlie,and whispered,"He'll be fine,as long as he holds on.

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Past:As Charlie's back hit the wall,he heard banging on the dorr. "What the hell are you doing in there? It's almost 10 o'clock!"

"Shut the hell up,old man!" Len yelled back. For a sencond,the hotel manager shook the door knob,but alsa,it was locked. Cursing in fury becuase he forgot his keys,he told someone to go get his them,and another to phone the police.

Len mearly chuckled. The man was an idiot. By the tme the police got there,his three band mates would be dead.

He didn't notice that Charlie was about to kick him. Two seconds later,Len was on the the grounmd clutching his stomach. Charlie kicked Len in the face,the ducked as Len came after him.

Charlie didn't duck quickly enough. Len grabbed him around his neck and slammed him into the wall. "Your gonna pay for that,you little fuck!" Len yelled. He was about to slam Charlie through the wall when somebody pulled him off. It was a cop. In a matter of seconds,they had wrestled Len to the floor.

As they carted Len off to prison,James and Kevin were both attended to. After that,Charlie had grabbed most of his belongings,some money,paid the hotel owner,and took off. He got a plane ticket,from Aulstraila to L.A. Charlie slept while he waited for the plane. He was asleep for about three hours when he woke up.

He had an hour to wait for the plane,but couldn't get to sleep. When at last they called the plane he needed to get on,he hurried forward,not bothering to look back until they were airborne.

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Present:Charlie's head ached,the withdrwals becoming worse and worse. He wanted to cry,but still blocked his tears. If he cried,they would know he was awake,and Jack would qeustion him,pressing him until he broke down.

He just wouldn't take that chance. His eyes welled up with tears,no matter how much he fought them. The streamed out of his eyes,down his face,and falling softly into the sand. Even if he couldn't keep the tears from coming,he could keep quite. He wouldn't let them know he was awake.

He heard someone coming close to the tent. Wiping his eyes and face,Charlie again pretended sleep. The person that came into the tent was Jack. Jack sat down,and Charlie's heart pounded, Gently,Jack brused away some of the hair on Charlie's face. "You'll be okay," He whispered,still gently stroking his friend's hair away from his face. "I promise. You'll be okay."

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