Ch.23, War With Words

Grievous was standing in his chambers when medical droid 1 spoke over the intercom, "Sir we're trying to put an I.V in her but she is putting up a hell of a fight!"

Charlie could be heard over the intercom, "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME YOU DAMM DROID!"

Their was a crashing noise and then medical droid 2 could be heard, "HELP ME! GET HER AWAY!"

"Idiots. Try putting it in her when she is sleeping!" he turned off the intercom, "Idiots. I'm surrounded by idiots!"

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Charlie had locked herself in the bathroom and has blocked the door. And she was taking a shower, "God why won't they leave me alone?" she growled.

Grievous came over the intercom that was in the bathroom, "They would, but how will they know what's wrong with you."

"Shut up child abuser!" Charlie snapped banging her head against the shower wall.

"I will not do what a child tells me to do." Said Grievous coolly.

"Of course a child abuser wouldn't listen to a child, they'd just beat the shit out of them." Hissed Charlie.

"Don't make me come down there!" warned Grievous.

Charlie glared at the intercom, "Child abuser!" she yelled.

he yelled back at her, "THAT'S IT! I'M COMING DOWN THERE!"

"ohhh shit!" mumbled Charlie, she pushed a button for the tub to catch some water. 'just one last peaceful bath,' she thought as she climbed back in. the water came up to her chin. She closed her eyes and dropped down under the water.

She didn't stay under long until she heard a loud crash and a cold metal hand jerked her up from the tub.

"What are you doing Charlie?" he asked.

Charlie spat the water she had collected into his face. Grievous growled as she grabbed a towel with her unbroken arm and covered herself, "I wasn't trying to drown my self. If I'm going to kill myself I'm not doing it in hiding!"

"You need to eat," he said.

"Need too! Would! But won't!" charlie glared at him.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Cause," said Charlie.

"Cause why?" asked Grievous.

"Cause it's pissing you off!" she hissed.

Grievous cocked his head at her, "Why would you want to piss me off?"

Charlie mocked him evening using his voice, "Cause you piss me off!"

"Do you do this to your friends?" he asked.

"Sometimes," she was still coping him.

"Why would you do it to your friend?" he asked.

"Not going to answer that."

Grievous glared at her.

"I noticed you do a lot of glaring at me," she said smartly.

"You cause it a lot!"

Charlie laughed.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"You are you stupid child abuser!"

"Stupid bitch!"

"Stupid bolt head child abuser!"

"Stupid hoe!"

"At least I don't have to pay for service!"

Grievous glared at her.

"Oh that's right you can't even do it! You're a hopeless case!"

"You're a lost cause!" he growled at her picking her up by the front of the towel.

Charlie fell out of the towel and covered her breast with her arms, "Stupid jerk child abuser!"

Charlie grabbed her clothes as she pulled them she muttered something about him being a child abuser.

"You will eat something, even if I have to force you to swallow," he said firmly. Charlie tightened her mouth together.

Grievous dragged her into the other room. He pushed her into a chair.

He grabbed some food off the plate that was sat our for her. He pinned her down then forced the food into her mouth. Once it was in her mouth he forced her to chew and swallow it, "That wasn't so bad now was it?" he asked coldly.

When he went to get the plate Charlie poked at the back of her throat and made herself throw up.

Grievous turned back around and looked at her, "You little sh- stubborn much? Am I going to have to restrain you?" he asked.

"Say please!" she hissed.

"Fine, please eat?" he asked.

"That wasn't so bad now was it?" she mocked him as she grabbed the plate from him and threw it at him.

Grievous grabbed it out of midair, he glared at the food that fell on the floor.

"Sorry but no!"

"I'm going to force feed you after restraining you." Hissed Grievous.

Charlie sunk into the chair.

"okay then... how about this... you just tell me whats been going on with you?" he asked calmly.

charlie thought for a moment, "I would concider it, but seeing as you don't have anything to offer me in telling you then i see no reasong in telling you... say please" she grinned.

"Just tell me... please," Grievous said as calmly as he could.

"I'm always burning up with a fever and I keep feeling a sharp pain in my stomach and it's not from not eating. I've actually been eating all this time," Charlie looked down as she started shaking. She reached up and started playing with her crystal, he still didn't know about its secrets.

"But the medical droids said you wouldn't eat?"

"I didn't eat anything they gave me," she mumbled as she tucked the necklace into her shirt, "I feed myself when no one was looking. If they had done the right tests, they would have found that I have been eating. And if you paid attention, when I threw up a moment ago there is more there than you gave me!"

"You really think I'm going to look at your barf?" he asked.

"Why it's just as disgusting as you are!"

"More. Anyway, how can we get rid of your fever?" he asked.

"That's for you to figure out." She mumbled.

"I'll send in the medical droids and a cleaning droid," said Grievous stepping back from her.

Charlie got to her feet. "Maybe the cleaning droid will take you to the dump as well!" said Charlie as she patted him on the head with her good hand, which she had to stand on her toes to do.

Grievous shook his head and walked out of the room.

Charlie waited for a few seconds. She then ran up behind him and jump up hitting him on the back of the head and running away down the hall, "Later!"

Grievous stopped taking a second to figure out what just happened then he took off after her.

Charlie suddenly stopped and allowed him to run right by her, she then took off the other way.

Grievous growled and changed direction.

Charlie stopped and grabbed her chest. She leaned against the wall, "That was weird," she breathed.

Grievous came up behind her slowly so she wouldn't hear him, "What was weird?"

"Eepp!" she cried and started to take off.

Grievous grabbed her, "No," sounding like a parent to a child.

"Why?" she whined.

"Because I said no."

"Why?"

"Don't start that again!"

Charlie gave a puppy dog face, "Not going to work." Said Grievous.

"Why not, what's wrong with me running around, it's not like it tires you out!"

Grievous glared at her.

Charlie growled and tried to pull, "Why are you so mean to me…" mumbles stupid child abuser.

"Because your easy to be mean to," said Grievous.

"Don't push it or I'll go mute and you won't know if you're being mean or not." Snapped Charlie.

Grievous sighed.

Charlie mumbled something again.

"What was that?" he asked.

"I CALL YOU A STUIP CHILD ABUSER!" Charlie finally yelled.

"Would you stop calling me that please?"

"No" she mumbled still looking down and tugging to get her arm free.

Grievous sighed, "Fine, run free!"

Charlie backed away from him as he walked off in the opposite direction. Charlie started walking off when she stopped to think, 'I wonder if I should try to escape, I really could get away now,' she thought, "humm…" she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Don't even think about it." Said Grievous who had stopped and was watching her.

Charlie looked back at him, "What?"

"Don't even think about escaping!"

"How do you even know that's what I was thinking? I could be thinking of new ways to insult you or piss you off!"

"I just know you," said Grievous.

"Whatever child abuser!" snapped Charlie as she started back walking.

Grievous shook his head and continued on. Charlie turned around and stuck her tongue out at his back.

She walked into her room and flopped down on to the bed.