Wow, am I in the mood for writing. Technically I have posts queued up ( I’m heading for Taipei tonight ) and I’ll be inactive cry. So yeah, here’s another fanfiction from me!! Argh sometimes shipping Chillary is so fun I love them so muchhhhhh. There’s some lemon at the end…. Ohkay, enjoy guys!
All for love, chapter 15
'Charles… Charles what are you doing?'
He stood up on the railing, looking down over the water and felt as the wind blew strongly against his shaken body. He gripped the cross bar above his head tightly, hands sweating and shaking like a leaf.
‘Charles think about this… Please..?’
‘Shhh… Just… Just be quiet..’
He said roughly. Charles had a million thoughts running through his head and he couldn’t think straight.
‘Look… I know we haven’t talked in a long time.. But there had to be some reason why you called me here Charles.. You don’t wanna do this..’
‘How do you know that, dave? How do you know I don’t wanna do this. I have nothing left, ok? N-o-t-h-i-n-g-, so what’s stopping me. Nothing. There’s nothing keeping me here, so why should I have to stay here and suffer.’
He slowly inches towards the edge and dave took a big step forward
‘Charles stop! Think about this… Please… Just stay there… I’m gonna make a quick call. Don’t. Move.’
Dave reached into his pocket and called hillary
‘Hillary, there’s no time. Listen to me. You need to meet me at the bridge out of town….’
‘What? What’s going on?!’
‘I was hoping you could tell me… Charles needs your help.. Can you just come quickly please..’
Hillary agreed and raced as fast as she could and dave kept trying to ease Charles away from the edge, but he hadn’t budged. Dave had slowly moved closer so he was an arms reach away from Charles, but Charles hadn’t made any adjustments in his body language or behavior and dave was worried. They stayed quiet for a while and then hillary turned up. Dave slowly took steps backwards until he was met by Hillary.
‘Oh my god Charles!’
She called out and Charles flinched. Dave grabbed her arms to stop her from running towards him.
‘Hillary what happened… Why is he like this? I thought everything was oka-‘
‘I cheated on him.’
‘Excuse me… You what.?! With who?!’
Dave tried not to yell so Charles couldn’t hear them. Hillary avoided his eyes, looking towards the ground.
‘Dont tell me you did something stupid like go back to Chris.. Because that would be ridiculous after what he did to you….. Hillary.. Oh no…’
Dave let her arms go and shook his head
‘After EVERYTHING he put you through?! Hillary I thought you were stronger than this! Now look what that’s done, your bestfriend is contemplating killing himself… Was it worth it?’
Dave turned away and slowly walked back over to stand behind Charles.
‘Why is she here…’
He gritted his teeth and forced his words out.
‘I-I’m sorry.. I thought she would help. Charles I didn’t know what she did… I’m sorry…’
Dave sounded sincere and worried and Charles knew that.
‘Yeah well it’s too late now… I’m over been lied to and played around with. It’s obvious that none of you need me here, and that I’m a nuisance, so what’s the point of being here. I’ve made up my mind and no one can change it…’
Hillary walked towards Dave and stood next to him
‘Charles please… Please come down.. Please Charles we can work through this… Charlie please..’
She began to cry and Charles felt his legs go weak and he turned his head slightly to look beside him. She reached out to put her hand on his foot and he moved it
His voice was shaken and he had started to cry. Dave had been watching him closely and had noticed him getting closer and closer to slipping off the bar, so he slowly took a step closer.
'Im-I'm sorry… I never meant to hurt you.. Either of you.'
Charles started to stutter out and before Hillary could say anything, he let go of the bar and fell forward. Dave, standing as close as he was, was quick enough to grab Charles’ shirt and pull him back onto the bridge while Hillary screamed and fell to a emotional heap on the ground. Charles landed on top of dave, but dave held him tightly against his chest. Charles had his eyes squeezed shut and was shaking right down to his core. Hillary opened her eyes to see the boys laying on the ground and she moved over to them, pulling Charles off of dave and holding him against her.
‘You idiot. I thought I lost you.. Don’t ever do that again.. I hate you.. You idiot..’
She cried out as she squeezed him tightly against her body. He laid lifelessly in her arms and his body realized what had happened in the past minute. He slowly opened his eyes and looked up to see her crying into his shoulder and using his hand, he lifted her chin and looked into her eyes, bringing her lips about an inch away from his
‘I love you hillary..’
He whispered quietly and she slowly let him go, shaking her head
‘Im sorry… I just can’t do this.. I have to go..’
She got up and walked towards her car and Charles tried to get up but his legs just wouldn’t work. She looked back briefly before wiping away her tears and driving away. Charles, on his hands and knees, watched as she drove away from him, he called out to her but she’d already driven out of sight. He moved to lay in the fetal position on the ground and dave got up and walked over to him, kneeling beside him
‘Cmon Charles.. Let’s get you all cleaned up. I’ll take you back to my house so I can watch over you.’
Charles laid there silently, blankly staring into space as he felt his whole world fall down around him until there was nothing left.
‘Shes gone dave.. I-I just don’t understand what i did wrong..’
Dave sat down beside him and sighed
‘Man.. You didn’t do anything wrong.. Trust me.. C’mon.. Let’s just go home.’
Charles nodded slowly and dave helped him up and into his car, then drove him back to his place.
When they got back to Dave’s house, Charles had a shower and dave sat in the kitchen, dialing hillarys number.
‘Dave I’m sorry.’
‘You better be. What’s the deal?! He needed you so much today and you ruined him. You completely ruined him. What has he ever done to you to deserve this?’
‘Nothing.. He’s done nothing to deserve this and we all know that dave, don’t make me feel worse than i already do ok.’
‘Oh you feel bad? Imagine how bad he feels right now. He put everything on the line for you today hillary, and you threw it back in his face. All he’s ever done for you is given you the complete and utter truth and protected you, he loves you with every working fiber in his body, but now I’m sure that they’re all aching now. You don’t deserve him.’
Hillary say on the other side of the phone and began to cry, she knew everything dave had just said was true, and she’d been so blind to not see it. She’d been so obsessed about getting Chris back in her life that she didn’t see Charles slipping out.
‘I bet you went running back to Chris tonight, didn’t you?’
There was another silent pause and dave knew he was right. What he didn’t know was that Charles was out of the shower and was ease dropping from the hallway.
‘I can’t believe you hillary… Do you even love Charles anymore?’
‘Of corse I do.’
She answered back quickly.
‘Well you better work out what you really want and let him know because it’s not fair on him that you’re leading him on like this, again. Stop hurting him hillary, you either love him or you don’t, you can’t leave him hanging like this, I won’t let it.’
‘I know dave… And once I know myself, he’ll be the first to know…’
The said goodbye and dave turned around to see Charles standing in the entrance way
‘Shes with him now, ain’t she?’
He asked hurtfully and dave nodded slowly
‘Mate… I’m so sorry…’
Charles hung his head and turned around
‘Im just gonna go to bed…’
Dave stood up and nodded
Charles started to walk away but turned around again
‘Hey dave… T-thanks for everything today… I-I mean it..’
Dave nodded and walked towards him, hugging him tightly
‘Dont mention it. That’s what best friends are for, ok.’
Charles nodded and then walked away to the spare room, collapsing on the bed before crying himself to sleep.
All for love, chapter 13.
Hillary spent many days and night in the hospital with Charles, she didn’t leave his side. She felt bad about everything that happened with Dave the other day and she wanted to make it up to him. He was getting better everyday. At meal times, hillary would feed him, even though he was perfectly capable of doing it himself. She made sure to take good care of him, and he was loving every second of it. Charles loved the attention, especially if it was from Hillary. He felt himself getting stronger everyday, and the meds for the gash in his head were starting to take a positive effect. He was ready to go home.
Charles laid awake in his hospital bed, staring at the sleeping beauty who was curled up in the not so comfortable arm chair. He sighed to himself and reached his arm out to grab her hand softly, stroking his thumb over the back of her hand, smiling to himself. He closed his eyes and rolled onto his back, clutching her hand still in his. Charles began to realize that there is nothing in this world that was more important to him than Hillary was. Not alcohol or drugs or any other insignificant thing in his life. Hillary was his whole world, and he felt ashamed that it took him this long to work that out. After a few more minutes he felt her start to stir so he opened his eyes and waited for her to do the same. ‘Good morning gorgeous..’ Charles said softly as Hillary yawned loudly and he giggled at her. ‘Sorry…’ She replied tiredly ‘good morning handsome. How are you today?’ She stood up and kissed his lips, running her hand through his hair. He moved his hands around her back, sitting up and kissing her back harder ‘I feel amazing. Can we go home now…’ He asked carefully and Hillary sighed ‘you know that’s not up to me Charles.. I want you back home too, but that’s up to the doctor..’ Charles rolled his eyes and Hillary laughed ‘c’mon Charles, don’t be like that. We’ll just ask the doctor if it’s ok-’ ‘uhh but he’s a douchebag! Seriously Hillary, he doesn’t know anything.’ Just as he finished his sentence, The doctor opened the door and walked in.
A long, slender man, maybe in his late 40’s, early 50’s, with a head if bushy grey untamed hair, and a mustache that would give any award winning caterpillar a run for it’s money. Charles’ eyes nearly popped out of his head and hillary tried hard to keep herself from bursting out in laughter. ‘Good morning Mr Kelley, how are you this morning?’ He asked sternly, looking down at the clipboard on the edge of Charles’ bed. Charles made a face at him, causing hillary to loose control of her laughter, and then replied back ‘I’m fine. feeling better than ever, actually.. Can I go home now?’ He asked bluntly, glaring at the doctor who was still looking down and Hillary threw her hands up to her mouth to muffle her laughter. ‘Ill have to go and check..’ The doctor said back, glancing up and catching Charles making faces. He rolled his eyes and put the clipboard down, walking towards the door ‘oh and Mr Kelley.. I’m not an complete idiot you know…’ And walked out. Charles turned to hillary and they both burst into laughter and after a few moments, Hillary stopped and leant her forehead against his shoulder, kissing it gently ‘gosh, i love you charlie..’ Charles stopped laughing and moved his arm around her, kissing her forehead strongly in response ‘I love you more.’
After getting a clearance, Charles and Hillary packed up all his stuff and left the hospital. Charles was overjoyed about getting out of the dreaded blue and white hospital gown and back into his usual attire. He also wanted some normal food in him, as plastic hospital food just didn’t fill him up like a burger and fries does. Hillary offered to drive him home, and he didn’t refuse. They weren’t going back to the bus, the tour had been rescheduled due to the unforeseen circumstances. It was a few hours drive to get back to Nashville, so Charles had a nap against the window to refresh himself Incase Hillary would want to swap later on. When he woke up, they had pulled over and hillary was standing outside of the car, talking on the phone. Slowly and quietly, Charles sneaked out of the car and made his way around the back to where Hillary was standing. ‘Yeap. Ok.. Yeah will do. Ok.. Yes-ohhhhh Charles.’ We walked behind her and pressed himself against the back of her, sinking his lips deep into the soft skin of her neck. Hillary covered the mic on her phone and moaned ‘Charles… Just.. Give me one more minute..’ He spun her around and pushed her gently back against the car, arms straddling either side of her body so she was trapped between his body and the car. ‘Charles… Please…’ She whispered out and he smirked ‘hurry.. I can’t take this much longer..’ He said back, rushing her, and she giggled, moving her extra hand around his neck and playing with his hair. ‘Ok I have to go now. Talk soon! Bye..’ She said, just able to hang up quickly before Charles pressed his body and lips hard against hers. After awhile, Charles pulled back for a breath, leaving hillary gasping for air. He moved his hands to her face and held her face against his. ‘Hillary… I’ve been an asshole lately, a real prick, and I don’t deserve you. What I put you through over the past few weeks has been terrible, and I can see that now. The drugs, they messed me up real good, and I’m sorry for that. I don’t deserve you or anything you’ve ever done for me. I’m a mess hillary. A real hot mess, but I promise on my life that I am willing to work through it… But I can’t do it alone. I know you’ll stick with me, when you shouldn’t, and I’m not gonna stuff that up again. I need you hillary… I need you so.badly.’ He pushed himself harder against her and felt her shudder against him. She moved her hands down his chest to his belt buckle and held it tightly, pulling his hips against hers. She put her index finger against his lips and hushed him ‘shh.. Gosh you talk a lot Georgia boy.. Shhh..’ He bit his lip and held her tightly ‘well stop me then’. Hillary didn’t need another invitation, standing up on her tip toes to reach his lips, Then kissing him thoroughly and enthusiastically. After a minute or so, Charles moved his arms under Hillary and lifted her up so she wrapped her legs around his waist and he carries her around to the other side of the car, opening the back door and laying her down on the back seat.
He stood outside the car and unbuttoned his shirt quicker than he’d ever done before. He threw it to the floor if the car and unbuckled his belt, dropping his jeans and kicking his shoes and pants off. Hillary moved to head her back against the opposite door and waited for Charles to join her. She’d slipped out of her dress and dropped it down to join the pile of Charles’ clothes on the floor. Charles moved to sit beside her and shut the door, crawling over and straddling Hillary’s legs as she grabbed under his arms and pulled him on to her.
‘God I’ve missed you hillary..’ Charles got out between kisses, lifting himself up but hillary pulled him back down against her again ‘yeah, well show me. Show me you missed me. I want to feel you Charles.. Because I missed you too, the real you. The guy I fell in love with all those years ago. I want to feel your passion, your pride, your everything. I love you Charles, I’ve never felt this way about anybody in my entire life. I’m a new me, I mean, you’ve changed me into somebody who’s not afraid of what people think. I’ve changed because of you Charles, but there’s no other way id rather be. Heck, when I was with Chris, the only place we ever slept together was in our bed at home, because that’s the only place I felt comfortable…but with you, I feel free… Charles I love you with every single fiber in my body… Now please… Pleeeaaase show me again why I love your body so much..’ Charles kissed down her throat to her collar bone, slowly sucking and softly biting along to her shoulder and back again. She linked her hand in his hair and moaned slowly as he moved his way down to her chest and breasts. He kissed around her breast in circles, alternating sides before Hillary moaned out ‘d-don’t t-t-tease me..ahh…’ He smirked to himself before sucking lightly on her left nipple while his hand worked on her right one. He was driving her insane and he knew it by the way she was bucking up underneath him. This have him the load of confidence he needed to continue moving down. He kissed along the inside if her thighs, very very lightly, the scruff of his face softly scratching and tickling her as he worked. Then he began to work at what he did best, slowly removing her underwear down and past her trembling knees and off on to the floor, hillary braced herself for what she described as the best feeling she’s ever had and he slowly used his tongue in ways that she could only describe as purely magical. He worked her to the point where her breaths were short and sharp, drenched by her longing moans and shaken body.
Charles say up, satisfied with Hillary’s reaction by him using his tongue and his tongue only. He watched her as she received herself, steadying her breathing and slowly sitting up to lay her head on his shoulder. ‘Ready for round two?’ Charles said to her and without waiting for a response, he leant over to her and kissed her hard on the lips. Hillary kissed him back and moved her hands to his boxer shorts, pushing them down and placing her hands on his butt firmly. Charles moved his legs to straddle her body and he knelt over her, head just touching the roof of the car. She held her hands out and grabbed his hips, slowly letting her fingers drag across his skin until they were sitting right at the top of his thighs. Charles but his lip and Hillary felt herself blush ‘I’ve known you for a very long time Miss Scott, and there ain’t a lot of things that have ever made you blush..’ A smile spread across her face and she licked her lips ‘must be something bout a tall handsome Georgia boy sitting naked on top of me… Charles I love you…but you can’t tease me like this. I n.e.e.d you now..’ He smirked as he felt hillary begin to slowly run her fingers along his crotch, right to the tip and back again. He then bent over and kissed her passionately, moaning in her mouth. ‘Ch-Charles… I need you.. I need to feel you..please…’ He nodded and readjusted himself over her, lowering himself down to her and they both groaned as he entered her for the first time. Then they found their perfect harmony and moved in motion until Charles was all spent and fell beside her in a sweaty, tired heap.
Charles drove the rest of the way home, energized and satisfied, he was happy to be headed home. Hillary sat beside him his her hand in the inside of his leg, drawing patterns on his jeans as he drove. When they arrived home, they pulled into the driveway to see another car parked there too. Suspicious, Charles got out and told hillary to wait there. He slowly crept to the front door to see it half open, so he made his way inside and inspected everywhere, the kitchen, dining room, hallway, bedrooms up and down stairs, and last was the lounge room. As he walked round the corner he saw a man sitting on the couch, Chris. ‘What the fuck are you doing here?!’ He asked sternly, clenching his fists together. ‘Look… I don’t wanna cause trouble.. I just wanna talk to Hillary…’ Chris said, standing up and walking towards him. Charles didn’t want a bar of it, grabbing chris’ shirt and pushing him up against the wall beside him ‘she doesn’t want you. She never wanted you. You’re an asshole Chris, and you DONT deserve her!’ Charles was yelling now, which startled Hillary who was still waiting in the car. ‘Please, just let me see her.. I just wanna see her…’ Charles pushed him harder against the wall and got right in his face ‘now you listen here. She doesn’t want to see you or talk to you or have anything to do with you. You need to leave here right now other wise im calling the cops! You’re so lucky I don’t just beat your ass right here and now!’ ‘Charles!!’ Hillary called from the doorway. He dropped Chris and turned to look at her ‘Hillary…. You don’t have to talk to him… I can make him go away..’ Charles said strongly as Chris just stared at her. ‘Hillary… Wow.. You’re looking better than ever… How have you been?’ Chris asked, still not taking his eyes off of her. Hillary walked to stand beside Charles who had stepped away from Chris, taking his hand strongly in hers ‘I’m fine. I’m.. Happy. Happier than I’ve ever been actually.’ Her and Charles looked at each other and then at Chris, who’s looked down to the ground. ‘Ohh.. Well… I’m happy then…’ He stuttered out. ‘What do you want Chris?’ Charles asked coldly and Chris looked up ‘I.. I want you back hillary.. I was an ass and I treated you so wrong.. Please. Give me another chance, I’ve changed… I swear I have. Charles could feel his blood start to boil, and Hillary must have noticed it, she clutched at his arm tightly, as to tell him that it was ok. ‘Chris… I don’t know what to say… I’m sorry.. I don’t love you anymore… I’m happy, I love Charles and he treats me better than you ever did.. So no.. I can’t give you another chance. You need to leave now…’ Her eyes dropped towards the floor and so did Chris’. He stood there a few more moments before leaving, As he reached the front door he turned around and looked back at them ‘well… I hope you’re happy together…’ And then left. Hillary began to cry and Charles brought her in against his chest, kissing the top of her head gently as he comforted her. ‘Hey.. It’s gonna be alright. I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you. You did the right thing….’ He held her tight but Hillary felt otherwise. She was unsure if what had just happened, and didn’t know what to make of it. Chris sounded sincere, lonely and sorry, but she couldn’t forget what he had done to her. She had always been one to give second chances, And Chris was the love of her life, she was completely and utterly in love with him. Now she wasn’t sure whether she’d made the right choice after all.
This is fiction and it is a Chillary fan fiction.
Ready to love again chapter 11.
"Put me down I’m not a baby" Hillary snorted and Charles did as he was told and Hillary almost fell over "you can’t walk by yourself Hillary, you are drunk" Charles took her arm behind his neck and supported…
All for love, chapter 12
'Charles! CHARLES WAKE UP!!' Hillary shook him roughly, trying to wake him up but it was no use. She rolled him over onto his back and then checked his pulse, he was still breathing, but only just. After freaking out for a few seconds, she regained control and called an ambulance 'help me please… He's taken some pills, I don't know how many or for how long, but he's collapsed and he's not waking up…. Please hurry….' The operator managed to calm her down, talking her through a few steps to keep calm and look after Charles while she waited. 'Where the hell is everybody else?!' She thought 'SLIM!!! CLINT… JONATHON… ANYBODY?! Where is everyone…' Little did she know that they'd fine out fishing for a day, and hadn't bothered to let anyone know. Hillary moved Charles' head on to her lap and used a wet towel to clean the blood off of his head from where he'd hit the ground. She leant over and kissed his forehead, slowly running her fingers over his wet face 'please.. Please wake up Charles.. I'm sorry I yelled at you.. Please just wake up..' She closed her eyes and tears streamed down her face. Just as she heard the ambulance arrive, Charles' body began convulsing on the floor and Hillary screamed out 'HELP PLEASE COME QUICKLY!' The paramedics ran in and took over, moving Hillary aside to stand helplessly and watch as Charles shook uncontrollably on the floor.
‘Ohhhh my head!’ Dave rolled over and fumbled the bedside table for his phone that was ringing. He’d been staying at a 2 star hotel in the city for the past few days, and he’d been drinking like a fish. After getting A grip on his phone, he brought it to his face and peered through his bloodshot eyes at the screen ‘Hillary Scott…’ He read and his heart fell. After waiting a few more seconds, he swiped to answer ‘hello….’ His voice croaked out. ‘Dave… You have to come quick… Were at the hospital… Charles has overdosed… I need you here…’ Dave rubbed his eyes, focusing them on the pointless piece of art on the wall In front of him. ‘So…’ He hissed back viciously ‘you never needed me before, so what’s changed?’ He added. Hillary gasped, holding back tears ‘dave! How can you say that?! You’re best friend could die, and all you can say is ‘so’? Grow up would you! He needs you now more than ever…. So do I..’ Dave sat up and listened to Hillary, pleading to him. He heard the emotion and pain in her voice and felt as his heart began to beat a lot harder than before. She was vulnerable, and needed him and he had the decision now to finally act on his feelings, or go back and drink himself into an early grave. ‘Please dave….. I need you… I can’t do this without you…-’ ‘okay… Ok ok… I’ll be there…’ Hillary thanked him and dave rolled out of bed ‘for fucks sake Charles!’ He yelled angrily, kicking the bed as hard as he could ‘you promised you’d look after her! Not go and get yourself into drugs and kill yourself! How could you do this to her?!’ He got changes and called a cab, still furious.
Hillary waited outside the hospital room as they ran tests and tried to detox Charles as much as they could, forcing all the bad toxins and drugs from his blood stream. It was obvious to hillary that he had overdosed, but why. She thought that he was happy, he seemed happy. She thought everything was going alright for him now. She thought she could read him like a book, but everything she thought she knew had just flown out the window. All she knew now was that she wanted him to wake up. After another half an hour of nervously waiting, Dave walked down the hallway and Hillary jumped up ‘Dave!!’ She hugged him tightly ‘are you ok?’ He stepped back and held her arms and she looked up to him slowly ‘I missed you dave..’ She began to shake and he pulled her against his chest tightly, kissing her head ‘I’m so sorry Hillary… I’m sorry for leaving you.. I never should have left you here..’ Hillary sobbed against his chest ‘i-I just don’t know what went wrong… I know he was angry but we worked through it and he was happy… He was so happy dave and then… I found these pills and he collapsed and I just didn’t know who else to call…I know you don’t want to hear this… But he really needs you..’ Dave dropped his arms and took a step back ‘look Hillary.. Yeah, okay I came back… But not for him. I came back for you.. I leave for a week and everything falls apart. He’s unstable.. No good for you Hillary, you deserve someone that’s gonna be there for you all the time…someone like-’ ‘you? No dave… You say I need someone who’s gonna be there, but you left us and I have a feeling that if I didn’t call you today, you would have never looked back. Look, I’m so grateful you came back, but it’s no use if you’re not back for the right reason.’ A lump formed in Dave’s throat ‘I did come back for the right reason. You. I came back for you. Isn’t that what you wanted?!’ He said back, confused and angry. ‘No dave.. Well yes, I wanted you to come back, but for Charles, not me. I’m in love with Charles Dave, I’m sorry… I can’t be with you. I love him…’ A rush of anger washed over dave ‘what?! Like you love Chris?!’
Hillary whipped her hand across his face, leaving a red hand print sprawled across his face ‘how dare you! I can’t believe I thought you had changed! You’ve only gotten worse, I don’t want you here dave…’ She turned and walked away and dave threw his hands up to his head ‘Hillary wait!’ He ran after her ‘I didn’t mean that… Hillary please.. Just stop..’ He grabbed her wrist and turned her around ‘let me go!’ She yanked her hand away and stepped back ‘if you’re not here for Charles, I don’t want you here at all…’ Dave hung his head and bit his lip ‘I’m so sorry Hillary… I can’t be here then. We both said some things to each other that we can never take back.. And I’m sure that it won’t do him any good if he finds out that I was here..’ Hillary nodded, understandably ‘okay…. But dave.. Don’t do anything stupid.. Please.. ’ he stepped towards her ‘good bye Hillary..’ He lifted his hand up to her face and gently pulled her towards him, kissing her gently on the lips.
In the mean time, Charles had been put through all the tests under the sun, and he had finally woken up. ‘Uhhh…. Where… Where am I?’he stuttered out, still groggy from the medication that was dosed into him when he was out. ‘Youre in the hospital Mr. Kelley… You overdosed on ecstasy tablets… You were rushed here by-’ ‘Hillary…. Where is she… Can.. Can I see her?’ The doctor nodded ‘yes… Yes of corse you can, I’ll bring her in.’ Charles sat up slowly ‘no… I wanna get up, my legs hurt.’ The doctor nodded ‘okay, yes that’s fine, we have a wheelchair right here. I’ll help you into it.’ He walked towards the bed with the chair and carefully helped Charles down into it. ‘Thanks….’ Charles said as the doctor started to wheel him out of the room. ‘Shes just out here. I’m sure she’ll be pleased to see you up and about..’ The doctor said hopefully. Charles began to smile as they turned into the corridor, but it faded as he saw dave and Hillary kissing in the middle of the hallway ‘WHAT THE FUCK….’ Charles blurted out. Dave jumped back and shot his head towards Charles as Hillary turned around ‘Charles… You’re awake?!’ Hillary sounded panicked ‘yeah.. But I wish I wasn’t..’ He snarled back ‘I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you, you’re an asshole dave!’ He called out ‘Charles… Please, just calm down…’ Hillary pleaded. He felt as his heart ripped into pieces, and tried to hold his tears back ‘how am I supposed to calm down when I finally wake up and expect to see my girlfriend standing by my side, but instead I come out to see you with your tongue down his throat…. What do you want me to feel hillary?? I’m broken here….’ Charles sighed and looked down towards the floor ‘can I go back to bed please?’ He asked quietly and the doctor nodded, wheeling him back in and helping him up.
‘You need to leave. Right now!’ Hillary said angrily at dave. ‘Whoa, this wasn’t just me! I felt you kiss me back! Don’t deny it..’ He smirked and she slapped him again ‘Charles was right about you… You need to leave!’ She snapped back. ‘Whatever Hillary, I know what I felt…’ He turned and walked away and Hillary sat down against the wall, balling her eyes out. She wasn’t sure what she felt, but in that kiss something happened and she didn’t know how to explain it. She hurt inside after seeing Charles’ reaction, she wanted to see him but didn’t want to hurt him anymore. She was stuck, not knowing whether to leave or to stay and wait. If she left, she was worried that he’d be there alone and get upset. But is she stayed, she might upset him more. So it was a lose-lose situation, but she knew she couldn’t leave him, that would hurt him the most if she left him here by himself, even after everything she’d put him through. Charles laid in his bed, balling his eyes out silently into a pillow. He couldn’t understand why everything turned so badly so quickly for him. He’d never think that Hillary would have ever done that to him, but he couldn’t help but think that she’d done the same to Chris, and all his sadness and hurt turned into resentment and he understood what Chris was feeling. He sat up and wiped his face as the door opened, it was Hillary. ‘…heey…’ She said cautiously. ‘Hi.’ He said back coldly. ‘H-how are you feeling?’ She tried breaking the ice, but she slid straight off ‘why are you still here? what do you want hillary.’ He snapped back and her heart fell ‘Charles… I’m so sorry… You have no idea how sorry I am… I didn’t do anything to provoke him.. I didn’t lead him on… Charles… Please.. Can you just look at me..’ Charles had diverted his look towards the window, refusing to look towards Hillary. ‘Charles… Please… I don’t know what else to say…’ ‘Then stop.’ He said back, still staring at the window. Hillary dropped her head and sighed ‘are you gonna talk to me?’ Charles stayed silent and Hillary sighed ‘I’m not going until we work this out…’ Still, he said nothing. Hillary sat down on the chair and crossed her arms ‘I’m gonna sit here ok..’
They sat in silence for hours, Charles stared out the window and Hillary looked around the room. Neither of them knew what to say, but it didn’t feel awkward and Hillary knew she couldn’t leave him. Ignoring Hillary was killing him, all he wanted to do was hold her and never let her go. Hillary had her hands on the side of Charles’ bed. He rolled her head sideways to look at her and a smile came across her face ‘can we talk..’ She asked softly and he nodded ‘…okay..’ Hillary moved to hold his hand with hers ‘charlie you know I love you… I love you so much, and I swear I’d never ever do anything to hurt you like that… I know what you saw out there doesn’t justify anything I’m saying now, but you have to believe me… I love you so much.. And I want you to get better… But charlie, I don’t want to be around you if you’re gonna keep this up…’ Charles squeezed her hand tightly ‘Hillary.. I promise on my life that I’m gonna stop.. But I need you to stick by me, I can’t do this by myself..’ Hillary stood up and took his face in her hands, kissing him strongly on the lips ‘I’m not going anywhere Charles..’ A smile spread across his face and he moved his arms around her waist, pulling her up on to the bed and on top of him ‘I love you Hillary…’ She moved to straddle his hips and leant down to kiss him strongly again ‘I love you more baby..’
It’s a quarter after one. I’m all alone and I need you now.
THIS IS JUST A STORY, NONE OF THIS RELATES TO REAL LIFE IN ANYWAY, no hate✌️
All for love, chapter 11
'Hey! Oi, Dave' Charles yelled after Dave. 'Oi! Don't walk away from me.' Charles caught up to dave who was purposely ignoring him 'oi!' He grabbed his shoulder and spun him around 'what are you playing at?!' Dave turned to look at Charles 'nothing. Just leave me alone Charles..' He pulled away and continued walking 'DAVID WESLEY HAYWOOD, don't you dare walk away from me!' Charles called out again, but Dave walked faster. Charles had no use but to run after him. Through the pain he was going through, he caught up to dave and grabbed his arm tightly 'DAVE! Don't walk away from me.' Dave struggled in Charles grip 'let me go! Charles let me go!' He yelled angrily but Charles wasn't listening. 'Why dave?! Why her? YOU KNOW HOW MUCH SHE MEANS TO ME! Why?!' Dave dropped his look towards the ground, still struggling with Charles grip. Charles moved to grab both of Dave's arms and push him against a wall 'why dave?!' Charles began to get emotional, wiping his face on his sleeve, he glared back at dave. 'I can't help my feelings Charles!' Dave yelled back at him and Charles smirked 'you wanna bet?! You don't love her dave.. You only think you do.' Dave moved his arms out and managed to shove Charles off of him, causing him to stumble back into a parked car 'HOW WOULD YOU KNOW! God! Why does EVERYTHING have to be about you!?! Why can't it be about me, even just for a second! I'm sick of being pushed under the rug every single day of my life! Ohh Charles is getting divorced. Ohh he's inlove with Hillary… Ohh he's hurt… You're always the centre of attention and im just over it! If you hadn't kept fucking around with her, you wouldn't be in this mess in the first place!'
Dave was right in his face and Charles had had enough, punching him square in the face ‘YOUVE GOT IT EASY MATE! You have NO idea what I have to go through every day of my life. You don’t know the pressure I’m put under. You don’t understand what the media puts me through. If you cared about anybody but yourself, you’d know this dave. But you don’t. You’ve got it so easy…. You fly under the radar everyday, nobody cares if you fuck up, no one notices. But as soon as I step a foot out of line, everything goes haywire.’ Dave clutched at his face while he laid on the ground ‘I’d give ANYTHING to have what you have. You take everything for granted, this fame thing has gone to your head Charles, because you’re not the same guy I knew in highschool. You’ve got a big head. It’s about time that someone brought you down to size. You don’t love her….’ In the heat of the moment, Dave had said the wrong thing and he knew it. ‘I WHAT?! Are you fucking serious?! She’s the best thing that’s EVER happened to me, and you’re trying to tell me that I don’t love her?! You’re wrong. I haven’t changed, you have. You used to be my right hand man, but now you’re only using me to get to Hillary. I thought we were mates… Well I guess I was wrong. You’re only in this to see me burn, and I’m damned if I’m gonna stand here and let you ruin my life.’ Charles glared down to dave before turning around and walking back towards the tour bus. Dave managed to pull himself up, using the car.
‘Hey… Charles…’ Dave coughed out and Charles turned around ‘what?!’ He yelled back, blood boiling. ‘I-I slept with Cassie when you were together. No hard feelings?’ Dave began to laugh, and Charles clenched his jaw and fists, storming back towards him and grabbing his collar ‘you think this is some kind of joke?! Why?! Why would you tell me this?! It’s like you’re begging me to punch your face in right now! God… If I wasn’t scared of what Hillary would do if I killed you, I would KILL YOU!’ Dave shrugged and his head rolled back ‘give me your best hit. You think you’re some big shot country singer, a perfect angel, I know you’re not. I know you Charles… I know how you work, you’re just about to crack, I can see it… So go on… Gimme your best shot, see if you’re the perfect little country boy everybody thinks you are. You’re not perfect. You’re just like the rest of us. You’re weak.. Insecure… Pathetic, just like the rest of us.. You’re falling apart at the seams, and I’m gonna be there when you finally fall down. This is only the beginning Charles, you can’t stop it now…’ Charles had shoved dave against the wall and stood over him, but he slowly let his grip go and dave fell to the ground. Charles began to realize that everything dave had just said was right, and he didn’t know what to do next. Dave glared up from the ground and snickered ‘I’m right, aren’t i? I can see it written all over your face. I’m right and you know it.’ Charles shook his head and started to walk away, and Dave got up off the ground ‘yeah, you walk away, run back to your girlfriend who is still married, by the way…’
Dave was walking on thin ice, but he wasn’t gonna back down. He’d been holding back all this emotion and anger towards Charles for so long now, it was time to let it all out. ‘You know.. Chris was right about you two… You’re both as pathetic and low as each other, maybe you do deserve to be together. I’m sorry I ever thought that I was as low as that…’ Charles had had enough of Dave’s senseless talking. He turned back and stormed back towards dave, stopping a step or two in front of him ‘look. You can talk shit about me as much as you want, but don’t you DARE tell Hillary that you’re in love with her, and then talk about her like that to my face! You say I’m pathetic, but you’re just as low as me. At least I have the BALLS to act on my feelings, instead of hiding them all away. At least I have the BALLS to confront my best friend when I had a problem with him. AT LEAST I NEVER TRIED TO RUIN YOUR LIFE DAVE! 20 years of fucking friendship and this is what it comes down to?! Well thanks… Thanks for making me feel worse than I ever have… Thanks for making me hate myself.’ Charles let go of Dave and took off in search for a bar to drink at. Dave laid down in the ground for a while longer, deciding where to go.
Charles walked into a bar and ordered a drink. ‘Hey, weren’t you in here the other day… The guy that got beat up?’ The bartender asked him. ‘Yep. Can I have a drink now?’ Charles pressed his fist down Into the bar, and the bartender nodded ‘yes sir..’ Charles laid his forehead down against the bar and a shady looking guy sat down beside him. ‘Youre looking a bit down there soldier..’ Charles lifter his head sideways to look at the man. He had a long, gray beard and wore a beanie. He looked really dodgy, but Charles had lost all interest in anything around him. ‘Yeah, what’s it to you..’ Charles said back coldly, looking back towards the bar. ‘I don’t want to anger you…. I just want to help…’ Charles looked back slowly, Intrigued by what the man was saying ‘….I doubt it.. But go on…’ A smile spread across the mans face ‘you’re interested? Come with me…’ He stood up and Charles did too, following him outside to a small alley way. ‘Youre about to start something that will slowly take over your life… In staying that.. It will make you feel 100x better than what you’re feeling now.’ Charles leant his back against the wall and crossed his arms across his chest ‘all I want to know is, can you help me right now, because I seriously have nothing left.. I’m desperate here..’ The man stepped towards Charles and put a hand of his shoulder, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small plastic bag. ‘Well, it’s your lucky day my man. Right here is your sweet escape. Take two of these every morning and you’ll find yourself starting to enjoy life a lot more…. And you don’t need to thank me.’ He placed the bag into Charles hand and walked away. Charles examined the bag of coloured pills, before looking up again ‘hey wait, what if I run-’ he called out but the guy was gone. Without thinking, Charles ripped into the bag and took two pills, stuffing the rest back into his pocket and walking back into the bar to drink until he couldn’t stand.
After he stumbled back to the bus at 2:00am, Charles was confronted by an angry Hillary. ‘Where the HELL have you been?! I’ve been worried sick about you! Where’s Dave?!’ Charles walked passed her and fell onto the couch ‘how am I supposed to know where he is?! I don’t give a shit…’ He said angrily and Hillary gasped ‘Charles Burgess Kelley! How can you say that about your best frie-’ ‘he’s NOT my best friend..’ He spat out ‘Best friends don’t treat their mates like shit after 20 years! I don’t care anymore, he can get stuffed!’ Hillary walked around the couch and stood in front of him ‘what is wrong with you?! Where is he?’ Charles stood up and towered over hillary ‘I.dont.know! Gosh can you stop with the questions already? I’m th-sh-beh- I’m tired alright..’ He pushed past her and went to bed. Hillary was overwhelmed with how Charles was acting, and wasn’t too sure with how to deal with it all. She sat down on the couch and got out her phone. ‘Dave… Dave where are you? Please come back… Please….. We can work this out, I promise.’ She only got his voicemail. After trying a few more times, she gave up and walked to bed, sleeping by herself for the first time since her and Charles had ‘gotten together’. She rolled over to look at Charles who had already passed out and had started to snore loudly. ‘What has gotten into you charlie?’ She sighed to herself before closing her eyes tightly and eventually falling asleep.
A few days had passed and dave still hadn’t showed up. Charles had been continuing to take the pills, unbeknownst to Hillary. His mood had changed, and he was acting a lot calmer and happier, until today. Charles woke up in a pool of sweat next to Hillary. It couldn’t had been the weather because it was the middle of winter and it was cold outside. It could have been the aftermath of the sex they had the night before, but it didn’t make sense to him. He sat up, sweat pouring down his stomach and back as he made his way to the bathroom and into the cabinet, slipping 5 pills into his mouth and swallowing them with a large gulp of water. Charles found a pair of jeans and slipped them on. He figured he’d start to feel better after a few minutes, but he didn’t. He felt worse, a lot worse. Charles heard Hillary get up and stuffed the plastic bag of pills into his pocket quickly before she could see. ‘Good morning baby. How are you feeling today?’ She asked, wrapping her arms around him and kissing his back. I’m.. I’m fine.’ He stuttered out, dropping his head down before stepping away from her ‘I’m… Gonna have a shower..’ He said slowly and she nodded ‘ohh okay.. I’ll wait in the lounge. He forced a smile and she left, shutting the door behind her. Charles laid his forehead against the door. Everything inside of him was hurting, like his organs were on fire and he was burning from the inside out. He dropped to his knees on the floor and clutched at his heart, feeling a slow flood of deep sadness rush over him, like someone had ripped his heart out and had thrown it all over the bathroom walls. He began to cry, harder than he ever had before. Charles had cried before, but never like this. He couldn’t control it, he just felt so overly sad that he had no choice but to cry. After a couple minutes, he had managed to get himself up and fall into the shower and wash himself, then stumble out to the bedroom in a towel to get changed.
Hillary walked past him in the hallway and he smiled quickly ‘I’m gonna have a shower now ok Hun? I made you breakfast, it’s on the table.’ She held his waist and he leant down to kiss her ‘th-thanks baby..’ He said quietly before walking out and sitting at the table. He heard Hillary get in the shower and sighed. ‘Whats going on Charles… What’s wrong with you..’ He asked himself. He felt his heart begin to beat rapidly again and the sweat begin to pour out of him. He stood up and lurched towards the sink and washed his face with water, trying to snap himself out of whatever he was going through. He heard the shower turn off and tried to pull himself together before she came out. Hillary picked up Charles dirty clothes and took them to the laundry. She shook out his shirt and dropped it into the washing machine, then did the same to his jeans. After shaking out his jeans, the plastic bag fell out onto the floor, and Hillary leant down to pick it up. After working out what it was, she stormed out to the kitchen to see him bent over the sink ‘do you want to explain this or should I just assume the worst?’ She stood beside him as he threw up into the sink ‘assume what you want, I don’t care…’ He said, lifting his head slightly. ‘Are you freaking insane?! Charles do you know what this is?! THIS COULD KILL YOU CHARLES! DO YOU KNOW THAT?! God! I can’t believe you!’ She threw the bag at him and he dropped his head back down towards the sink, throwing up once more. ‘Thats why you’ve been acting different the past few days, isn’t it?! You’re on drugs! Charles, I knew you were bad, but I didn’t know it was this bad! Why couldn’t you just talk to me?! Charles?! Ch-oh my god Charles!’ He fell from the sink and dropped to the floor, smashing the side of his head on the floor as he hit.
Arms open wide, I’ll be your umbrella when you just can’t stand the rain
New chapter, a bit sad(when is any Chillary fic not ;P) next chapter is going to be more fun! Hope you guys like this, reply reblog like it’s all much appreciated!!
Last part: Charles and Hillary kept fighting till it got too much to handle, Charles’s new love for everything self-destructive kept irritating Hillary making him push him over the edge till he finally left.
As soon as he got away from the house, he stopped on the road side..crying his eyes out. Wondering why he thought the best answer was to leave. He had nowhere to go, no one to be with. All of that sunk in as he saw the sun set in front of his eyes.
“Hey um….It’s Charles. I really need your help.” he said on the phone with bloodshot eyes.