Chapter 12:

"Don't" snapped Bobby, before he reassurred her "this is what, you've got to do, this is what daughters do, for their daddy". Closing her eyes, Tiffany prayed this wasn't happening and wished this would all go away, maybe she'd wake up, maybe it was a nightmare. Bobby grabbed a fistful of her hair and threw her to the floor, he stared at her with a lustful gaze as he approached her. Then he viciously grabbed her bikini and tore it from her body, leaving her naked and embarressed. Tears rolled down her cheeks, before Bobby pounced on her...

Tears dripped from her eyes as she screamed helplessly. It was Abhay, she was trapped beneah him, she was repulsed and disgusted, her parched lips wanted to scream and fill the air with the sound of her agony but they couldn't. Her legs wanted to run but they couldn't, instead they laid inert at her side. She felt humiliated, violated and terrorised, her whole bod ached and throbbed with pain as he then lifted her to her feet before tossing her onto her bed...

Tiffany woke up panting uncontrollably with sweat rolling down her face, she was shaking madly as she pulled her sweaty t-shirt away from her chest, before closing her eyes and muttering "why can't I just forget". She was confused and nervous, why did they haunt her, she felt weak and powerless as tears rolled down her cheeks. Wiping them away, she clutched onto the blanket and sobbed quietly, worried about disturbing Charles who was in his room resting. She hoped he wasn't the same, she prayed he wasn't like all the other men she had met in her tragic life. Charles, she believed, was their to love her and protect her. Climbing out of bed, she peeled of her t-shirt and jumped into a shower, hoping it would wash away the haunting memories. Leaving the shower, she slid into a provactive red strapless nightgown, before walking towards Charles' bedroom. She stopped outside his bedroom door, then slowly opened it, he was resting on his bed while watching the news. "

Tiff" he smiled before pointing at the television and announcing "his bodies been found, three months it took for them bastards to find that piece of shit". During the three months Paco's body rotted in his watery grave, Tiffany and Charles had been bonding at the apartment while together they planned the robbery of the Beverly Hills widow. Tiffany had began to realise that Charles was a man of mystery, he didn't like people to know much about his past, though he trusted her with the knowledge of some of his crimes. Tiffany had learned few things about Charles, what she did learn was that he was a massive rock music fan, hated soap operas and loved the feeling of a knife in his hand.

She rushed her fingers through her now long wavy platinum blonde hair as she slowly strutted towards him, curling a lock of hair around her finger she sighed "Oh, Charles" before smiled flirtaciously "I never did thank you, for protecting me"

"Tiff, you've given me a place to stay, food to eat...you've thanked me enough" insisted Charles as she sat beside him on the bed

"I want you to be there for me, every man in my life, they've hurt me...so bad" whimpered Tiffany as she stroked his face and he brushed her hair from her face. Tiffany turned and gazed into his soulful blue eyes, before tears began streaming down her face "I thought Eddie wasn't like them, but he was, I told him hat they did...he ran, he just left me. No man can handle it" sobbed Tiffany before Charles wrapped his arms lovingly around her

"What's up, Tiff...I won't run, I can handle it I swear. Eddie's just an idiot, he doesn't realise how special you are" swore Tiffany as he stroked the back of her head while she cried into his shoulder.

"Do you promise" she sniffled as she pushed him away so she could stare into his eyes

"I promise, Tiff...I swear" replied Charles as Tiffany stepped of the bed and began frantically walking around the room. "Charles...I knew I felt something for you, the first time we met...I just hope you feel something, something for me" nervously said Tiffany before she revealed tearfully "but I'm...I...I'm used goods"

"How?" asked Charles

"I..oh god, I can't believe am telling you this, you're basically a stranger" cried Tiffany before she confessed "when I was younger, I was raped by my dad...then again by a shop owner, just so my mother could get some free fucking alcohol". When Charles didn't reply, she charged towards him, grabbing the collar of his shirt she yelled angrily "what are you going to do, are you gonna' leave...ruin me, destroy me day by day...abandon me".

"No...no, I'm not" replied Charles as he cupped Tiffany's face in his hands and then he kissed her. It was magic, the way his lips connected with her. It was right, and some how, among all of the dizziness and the clinging to him like a life line, something inside her changed, never to be reversed. This new feeling could be dwelled upon later, because for now, she was content to feel his breath come and go with hers. This new feeling, was a feeling of true happiness.

A delighted smile appeared on Tiffany's beautiful face, as she pulled away then sighed happily "I love you". Charles pulled her closer and hugged her lovingly, "I'm here Tiff, I always will be here" he whispered kindly in her ear

"What about, Eddie" worryingly asked Tiffany

"What about him, Tiff...he's nothing now, you're mine, Tiff" sternly replied Charles. Tiffany was suprised at his possesiveness, but she didn't mind, she admired it in a way, it showed her that already he loved her, he wouldn't let any other man even look at her. She was his.

...Six Weeks Later...

They were sitting motionless in their car, gawping at her house as Tiffany placed a ciggarette between her lips. Lighting it, her eyes widened when she noticed the elderly woman stagger out of her house, pick up her pet cat and carry it inside. They'd been in the car for over six hours, carefully watching the house and the people in it. In just those six hours, the wealthy old woman Vera Reed had been visited four times by relatives and neighborhood friends. She seemed like a likeable and friendly old woman. Charles who was sitting in the drivers seat, glanced at his notepad and read the notes he had scribbled down: Vera Reed, 91, Two sons, One daughter, pet cat, neighbors are elderly, lives with mexican care assistant and children often sleepover. Charles had several other pages of notes, he'd spent the past six weeks secretly spying on her, he knew her daily routines like the palm of his hand. Vera was an elderly and frail woman, her brown wrinkly skin looked like a wrinkled paper bag, her eyes were dull and cloudy, and her silver hair was thin and straw-like. When she walked, she was hunched over and trembled, when she did roam around her property she needed the help of a cane or her care assistant.

"Okay, Tiff...do you know what to do" questioned Charles as he handed her a revolver and grabbed his shot-gun and knife from the back seat

"Yeah, don't worry" Tiffany reassured him as she tucked the gun into the back of her mini-skirt

"Tiff, haven't you got any fucking normal clothes. You don't look like you're one of the snobs, from Beverly Hills" angrily asked Charles

"Fuck off, Charles" snapped Tiffany before adding "who else in there"

"The assistant and Vera, you can handle them"

"Why are we bringing, this much fire-power" wondered Tiffany

"In case something, you know, gets out of hand" answered Charles with a sinister smirk

"Have you killed someone before" Tiffany suddenly asked

"What...I can't believe you'd ask that" Charles replied shocked

"When you killed Paco, it wasn't your first time" guessed Tiffany before she continued "you were to calm, I knew it, he wasn't your first"

"Tiff, c'mon fucking stop this shit" Charles responded calmly

"Well Charles, you know it wouldn't make me love you any less" promised Tiffany before she leaned over and pecked him lovingly on the cheek

"I know it wouldn't" Charles replied with a smile before adding with a chuckle "'cause you're just as twisted as me". Tiffany giggled before opening the car door and climbing out "I love you, Charles" she murmered before slamming the car door shut behind her.

Vera's house was a gigantic mansion, Tiffany admired it as she walked towards it, the mansion towered above her as if to intimidate her. The mansion was enclosed by a uniquely twisted fencing and neatly trimmed hedges, as she strolled towards it, she could see the windows had royal purple curtains on the other side of them. It was a magnificent place, a work of art, Tiffany had never seen anything like it. Lila's apartment was nice, but this was beautiful. Stopping at the fencing as the huge front gate was locked, Tiffany took a deep breath before bravely climbing up the fencing and leaping over into the front lawn. When she dropped, she noticed a huge marble fountain sitting towards the right side of the lawn. An angel holding a flower was perched on the top, looking up towards the night sky. Water spurted from its other hand, which lay gently out in front of it.

She glanced over her shoulder to check Charles was following her, she smiled and waved at him, before turning back around and hurrying towards the front door. She knocked repeatedly and screamed "help, help" before bending down and peeping through the letterbox. She saw Vera, she was hobbling towards the front door, balancing on her cane. Tiffany wondered where the old womans assistant was. "Please...someone, open the door, help" cried Tiffany before the door slowly opened. Tiffany shoved past Vera to get into the mansion, before collapsing in front of her and claiming tearfully "my boyfriend, he's crazy...I need somewhere to hide"

"Elena...Elena" yelled Vera who was shocked and bewildered

"What's going on" asked Elena, the elderly womans carer before she let out a frightened screech when Tiffany leaped to her feet and revealed her revolver. "Okay, I'm going to put this simply...you be good, I'll let you live" warned Tiffany before shouting "Sweetie, come on in now". It was a few minutes before Charles entered, wielding his shot-gun with a sadistic grin on his face.

Chapter 12 finished

Authors note: Hope you enjoyed this chapter, please leave a review and tell me what you think. In the next chapter it will be revealed what happens to Vera and Elena, will they survive or fall victim to Charles and Tiffany.