I watch as Austin starts drinking his coffee. "Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid." I keep muttering under my breath, Austin looks at me and he puts his cup down. "You gonna move yet?" I look at him blankly and I tip my head to the side. "What was that?" He narrows his eyes and he takes a step forward. "Charlie.." I push myself against the wall as he walks towards me. "You gotta move.." I shake my head, Austin reaches for me and touches me.

You know..just a tiny touch..

And now I'm freaking out.

"NO!! DON'T TOUCH ME! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Austin stumbles back in a fright and I quickly stand up even though my legs are shaking since I haven't stood properly (I only walked when I needed the toilet and that wasn't a lot..) I sprint to the knives and fork draws and I open it, I see a big butcher knife and I grab it, I turn around and I look at Austin. "You hit me..why?.." I muttered, he shakes his head. "I didn't hit you.." He narrows his eyes in confusion. "What are you talking about?" I start shaking my head. "N-No.." He looks at the knife and then at me. "Charlie I promise you I didn't hit you-" I shake my head some more. "N-No..NO!" I scream. "YOU PUSHED ME! YOU PUSHED ME!" I scream at him, he widens his eyes at me and he takes a step forward. "W-What?.." He asks in disbelief, I put the knife to my neck. "CHARLIE!" I sob. "N-No one loves me..everyone hates me..." I mutter. Austin takes a step I press down a little harder. "CHARLIE!...Charlie!...okay? Don't.." He takes another step and I keep the knife in the same place. "Charlie..no one hates you.." I look at him confused. "But you h-hit me..everyone hits me..they say they hate me...I'm hated.." I slide the knife a little feeling a little burn after. "CHARLIE!! I DON'T HATE YOU!! OKAY!? I LOVE YOU! I PUSHED YOU BECAUSE I WAS PROTECTING YOU FROM CUTTING!" I look at Austin. "I needed those razors.." He shakes his head and he take another step. "N-No..you d-don't..okay?" He takes another step so his fingers are just brushing against the knife. "Okay?..you don't need to do this..you don't need the razors.." He slowly grabs the knife and I suddenly grow weak. "..Everything is alright.." He slowly takes the knife away from my neck. "Then w-why did my Dad nearly r-rape me?" He sighs and takes the knife further away from my neck. "I-I don't know C-Charlie..I really don't know..." I let go of the knife slowly I feel my knees start to buckle. "A-Austin?" His eyes widen and I start seeing a smile form on his face. "Yes Charlie..I'm here..I'm here." I look at the knife he's holding and I slap the knife out of his hand, he drops the knife and I stare at it. "Charlie!" I step towards the knife and I kick it. "O-Oh my g-god!" I gasp and I start crying. Austin touches my hand and I flinch. "D-Don't hurt me pl-please! I never meant to d-do that!" He shakes his head and he grabs my face. He makes me look into his eyes. "Charlie? It's me, Austin?" My eyes widen. "A-Austin?" He starts crying and he sobs. "Y-Yeah baby girl! It's me!" I gasp and I jump on him. "A-Au-Austin!" I wrap my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck. He catches me and laughs. "Your back!" I sob into his neck. "I-I'm sorry..I'm sorry.." He shushes me. "No..no baby girl it's okay.." He carries me to the bedroom and he sits on it, I'm still wrapped around him. "It wasn't your fault.." I sob and he lies down. "Okay?" I nod and I sob into his shirt. He starts humming my thank you song I sung for him.

Flashlight light light light
I'm your flashlight light light
I'm your flashlight..

I slowly start falling asleep with Austin beside me.

Sorry it's short, I'm tired. Peace!✌️❤️✨