Chapter 32:

Sara and Eddie's House

Loud music was blasting throughout the house, as Sara's drunken friends and their families, danced around the cold buffet table, which had been stuffed into the livingroom. Children ran through the house, like bolts of lightning, giggling as they chased eachother, while most of their parents stood smoking and chatting at the front-door. With a glistening smile across her face, Tiffany swayed to the music before noticing the anxious looking Sara standing alone. Rushing over to her sister, with a bottle of beer in her hand, Tiffany asked caringly "what's wrong". Sara was eagerly waiting her boyfriends arrival, she'd just returned from the kitchen after speaking on the phone with a police officer, who had informed her Eddie had been freed. Rubbing her hands together, Sara turned and smiled at her sister, before nervously revealing with a stutter "Ed-Ed-Eddie's on his way"

"Oh my god, they've released him already" gasped Tiffany as her hand flew to her mouth

"Yeah" giggled Sara, before explaining proudly "they say, there's no evidence, not enough anyway to prove him guilty, especially with my alibi"

"Are you sur-"

"I just want him back. I love that man, he'd never hurt a fly" insisted Sara as she rushed her fingers through her hair, before laughing "since we've been together, he's never been a way from me for so long"

"Sara, listen to me" demanded Tiffany, who was wondering whether to tell her sister about everything: the crimes, the murders and her life in LA. Grabbing her sister by her arms, she held onto Sara tightly as she dragged her upstairs and into the bedroom. "You can't let him here" stated Tiffany, before angrily telling Sara in a whisper "he shouldn't be around, he should be nowhere near these kids"

"Fucking hell" cried Sara, before complaining "you've never like him, I know it...me and him, we hit it of right a way. He was there for me, all the time, he's love me. He's never treated me like shit, not the way Ricky did"

"Sara" murmered Tiffany, as she looked at her sister with a look of sorrow

"Forgot about Ricky, huh. The way, he'd beat me, scold with me hot water, use me as a punching bag" argued Sara, before snapping "if you don't like Eddie, stay away"

"I'm sorry" apologized Tiffany, stroking Sara's face softly

"Sorry, yeah, whatever. I know, Eddie wouldn't do such a thing, he'd never hurt a child...or anyone" Sara yelled, shoving Tiffany's hand away, before spinning around and storming out of the room. Tiffany grunted with frustration, before throwing herself on Sara's bed and burying her face into the pillow. She wished Charles was here, instead he'd decided to stay home, claiming he couldn't be arsed with the drama Tiffany's family caused.

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Charles and Tiffany's House

Charles was stretched across the bed, a cigar hanging from his mouth and a glass of champagne in his hand, as he gazed at the nude Sophia, who was prancing around the bed seductively. "You baby, you like what you see" she questioned as she rubbed her breasts

"Do I" chuckled Charles, before leaning over and slapping her buttocks, "Off course, I fucking do"

"How long's Tiffany out, or you just having your way with me" girlishly laughed Sophia, as she scrapped her long, bright-pink nails down his leg

"I might, you know, see how I feel" answered Charles with a mischeavious smirk

"But baby, I need time...to work my magic" purred Sophia as she crawled between his legs, then grabbed his rock-solid penis

"Stop fucking talking" Charles suddenly yelled, before sternly ordering "just work your magic"

"Off course, baby" she smiled as she admired his muscular body, while stroking his weapon. As he grabbed the bed-sheets, moaning with pleasure and gazing at her bouncing breats, she asked "Charles, tell me, am I better than Tiffany". He ignored her question, feeling that if he did answer, he may feel as if he betrayed Tiffany. "Come on, baby...I bet you're bored of her"

"Uh-huh" Charles murmered as he glugged down his glass of champagne

"Fuck, yeah...I know you love me" Sophia claimed, before Charles groaned and orgasmed. Lying beside the panting Charles, Sophia insisted "now, you do me" as she spread her legs

"Fuck off" sneered Charles with disgust, before turning around as if to go asleep

"You piece of shit" muttered Sophia, as she began tickling his back, after asking "are you, going to leave Tiffany, soon"

"I don't know" he murmered

"Because, you've been talking about it for a long time. You promised, you'd do it soon, so we'd be together" explained Sophia as tears welled up in her eyes, "don't you love me"

"Sure" he quickly replied, before suggesting "get some sleep, you'll have to leave, you know, before Tiff gets back"

"Fuck you" she whimpered, before leaping of the bed, stealing the bedsheets to wrap around her body

"Oh, Sophia, c'mon. Don't be a bitch"

"You know, I love you...you treat me like shit" claimed Sophia, before she screamed furiously "you've ruined my life. It's as if I've spent the last few months, stroking your cock, for nothing"

"Is that right" chuckled Charles as he scratched his armpit

"Yeah, I might just" began Sophia, before blurting "go and tell Tiffany"

"Don't you, fucking dare" Charles warned as he slowly began to stand up

"All I've got to do, is make a phone call" grinned Sophia as she picked up her mobile phone and twirled a curl of hair around her finger.

Chapter 32 finished

Authors note: Hope you enjoyed this chapter, please leave a review and tell me what you think, also please tell me what your feeling are towards the character Sara and how Tiffany is portrayed. Thanks