Trevor finally let go of Charlotte long after she stopped breathing and her heart stopped beating… she was gone, it was useless to try to save her to begin with, her injuries were fatal the second the bullets hit her.
But Trevor wasn't going to leave her just yet… and not out here in the open, he didn't want to be implicated in her murder.
Trevor found a nearby shovel and dug a grave for his dead fiancee, putting Charlotte into it before burying her body… he pulled his bloodstained clothes off, grabbed a lighter and torched them until they were gone completely and then left.
Trevor reached his and Charlotte's home, not caring who had seen him in his underwear. He removed them, tossed them aside and headed to the bathroom, deciding to clean off.
After showering and changing, Trevor packed his things up and headed to the nearest airfield. He borrowed a Titan, flying off away from Germany.
Twelve hours later, Trevor found himself in Sandy Shores. He decided to hide his Titan in an aircraft hangar and with what American money he still had, checked into a motel room when he found one.
Trevor closed the door, locked it and set his things down before closing the curtains and heading to the king sized bed, flopping down on it after kicking his shoes off.
Trevor closed his eyes, hoping to get some rest… he would need it if he was once again, going to start over.
With Charlotte gone, Trevor no longer had any boundaries or sense of direction… he'd fuck anyone's lives up and not give a damn about the fallout.
Because whoever took Charlotte from him clearly didn't care that he was hurting worse than he could imagine…
Carly and Johnny were curled up together on their leather couch after having gotten home and watching Tv when a knock at the door made both think that Trevor had shown up, trying to once again explain things.
"Piss off Trevor!" Carly yells.
The knocking continued… and Carly grabbed a double barrel shotgun, standing up and opening the door before aiming the gun, Ashley screaming in fright.
"Sorry, Ash." Carly says, putting the gun on safety and away before letting Ashley in, Ashley closing the door.
"How you feeling?" Ashley asks.
"Despite getting shot earlier, okay." Carly says, Ashley's eyes widening in shock. "I had a vest on, just got bruised… but Trevor, as usual, went batshit and blamed Johnny." She says.
"No surprise there, he's always gotta blame someone for something." Ashley says.
"I just wish it'd stop… things are changing constantly, Carly and I've been talking about getting married and having kids one day." Johnny says after walking over to them, Carly looking at Ashley.
"Did you find out what happened to Charlotte?" Carly asks.
"This is all I found." Ashley says, handing Carly a sheet of paper.
"Normal life, straight A student, misdemeanor record… how did she and Trevor really cross paths?" Carly says.
"I don't know… I'm gonna go ask him, you two stay put." Ashley says before leaving, Carly looking at Johnny.
"She's struggling to keep her anger from blowing up." Carly says, Johnny wrapping his arms around her.
"I know... Ash has always been one to struggle with her anger." Johnny says.
"It's scary at times…" Carly says, Johnny seeing a faded scar on the back of Carly's neck, one he hasn't noticed too much.
"What happened there?" Johnny asks.
"Remember me telling you that Ash shoved me into the caravan wall when I was 6?" Carly asks, Johnny nodding. "Years of wear and tear and childhood mishaps exacerbated the ache until two discs in my neck cracked when I was 10 and fell out of a tree." She says, Johnny grimacing in sympathy.
The weather had eased up but Ashley still drove carefully, reaching Trevor's caravan.
"Hey. I was just about to call you." Trevor says after walking outside, Ashley climbing out of her Jeep and storming over to him.
"Whatever. You and I need to talk." Ashley says.
"What did Carly tell you?!" Trevor demands.
"Tell me about Charlotte." Ashley says.
"Charlotte and I met when I was living in Europe… it started out as a friendship but she and I grew to be about as close as Carly and Johnny are. I was planning my future with Charlotte but she was shot in front of me and bled out… it's hypocritical how I've been acting, trying to pull Carly away from Johnny but I'm trying to protect her from getting killed." Trevor says.
"How, by separating her from the one she loves with her heart and soul?!" Ashley asks angrily.
"Yes and I'm planning to do the same with you and Clint. I don't want you to get killed as well." Trevor says.
"Not every romance ends in murder! Who else you want to split up, Sam and Sammy?! Franklin and Immy?! Camari and Andy?! Kyle and Rose?!" Ashley yells.
"I'm trying to keep all of you safe!" Trevor shouts.
"Are you gonna walk away from K8lynn to keep her safe, huh?!" Ashley yells, incidentally waking up an exhausted Bart, who texted Carly.
'Shouting match outside.'
'Yeah, Trevor's being a hypocritical bastard. I'm hurting a bit, in my neck. Can you bring some painkillers over?' Carly replied.
'Yeah I can tiny. I'll be there soon.' Bart replies.
Bart grabbed the Deludamol and left, Ashley tagging along with him after giving Trevor a black eye.
"Carly hurting again?" Ashley asks.
"Yeah. She said once she's been dealing with neck pain and spasms in her arms on and off since early 2007, after falling out of a tree and cracking two discs in her neck." Bart says, startling Ashley.
"Her records would be at Mount Zonah." Ashley says as they stop outside the house and walk in, seeing Carly trying to stretch her neck and arms.
At the hospital, Clint answered his phone.
"Hey, Johnny." Clint says.
"Hey. You fixed up Carly's neck about 9 years ago, right?" Johnny says.
"Yeah, I did. Fresh out of college, I was." Clint says.
"She's in pain, can hardly move her neck and arms… I'm trying to distract her by getting her to watch Mork & Mindy but she's hurting bad." Johnny says.
"Damn it! I don't finish for another couple hours." Clint says.
Bart tried to pick Carly up, Carly screaming when he touched her.
"She ain't hitting me, now I'm scared!" Bart says, Clint hearing him as Johnny carefully picked Carly up.
Mount Zonah E.R.
"I recommend giving the patient in trauma room 3 a dose of Lorazepam… or shoving him off a cliff. Trent needs to keep an eye on his brother!" Josh says, pressing a gel pack to his swollen right eye as Johnny brought Carly in, Ashley and Bart following.
"Okay kiddo, where's it hurting?" Clint asks once Carly was on a gurney in a trauma room, Carly pointing to where the surgical scar is.
"Help! Help, the walls are closing in!" Alex yelled from a nearby room.
"Yeah and we're not falling for that, so shut your damn mouth!" Clint says.
"What's the deal with that one, McCall?" Bart asks, Clint setting up Carly's I.V.
"Clint? I think it's time we explain what happened." Carly says.
"Yes maybe." Clint says.
"That one in there is Alex… Trent's younger brother. And he's caused so much trouble that he should be locked up permanently." Carly says.
"Along with another psycho we're all familiar with…" Johnny says, K8lynn storming in angrily.
"Locking him up in a looney bin ain't gonna help-" K8lynn starts to say.
"I don't want to hear it! Neither do the rest of us who know what Trevor's actually like so you can take your equally as crazy ass and get on back to that little caravan!" Carly says, having finally had enough.
"You're gonna need him one day, Carly Jade-" K8lynn tries to warn.
"I survived without Trevor in my life until he barged back into it and tried to tear it apart… I don't need him, I won't ever need him and you keep defending him, you're gonna be the next one he ends up having to bury or puts in the damn hospital. Trevor brings nothing but chaos to everyone's lives… or did he not tell you about Charlotte? And I have a damn feeling she's not the first woman to end up dead or near death without him having some involvement in it! Tell Trevor that he can get the fuck out of our lives and stay gone!" Carly says, taking the old switchblade Trevor gave her.
Carly stood up, tossing the switchblade down on the floor and grabbing her SNS Pistol. She aimed at the knife, pulled the trigger until the knife snapped in half and picked up the broken knife, throwing it away.
K8lynn left… it was clear Carly was fed up and had broken her last tie to Trevor.
And there was no avoiding the fallout.
