Chapter Five: We Meet Again
~ THE NEXT DAY ~
Abby awoke with a shook as the thoughts of 2 years
ago plagued her mind, she screamed, but no sound came from her
mouth. Sweat poured from her body, as she tried to regain
her composure. The dreams were worse now, like she
remembered more.
Wrapping the dressing gown around her she pulled
herself up ad out of the bed. Her bare feet slid along the
floor as she wandered out of the bedroom. As she walked
into the lounge, she noticed something on the floor in front of
the door. She walked over to it, and picked the pain white
envelope up into her hands. Studding it quizzically, she
flipped it over and lifted the flap. From out of it she
pulled a neatly folded letter.
Dear Abby
Too long this has gone on, you know what it is
you have to do………people need to pay, people need
to die
That was it, no signature, no name, nothing, just
that one sentence – that meant a whole lot more to Abby.
She looked inside the envelope again and pulled out a one way
ticket to Florida. She swallowed hard – it was time.
~ AT THE SAME TIME ~
Charisma waited for the sound of the pounding
water to start. The signal was given as she quickly ran
into the study. Maybe the last time she’d missed
something. She ran hurriedly over the stacks of papers on
the desk, scanning each one for anything that looked vaguely
familiar. She found nothing. The file cabinet would
be her next target, she opened the top draw first, each section
was labeled, and nothing again seemed to be of interest.
“Shit Nick, where is it?” she muttered
to herself
By chance her fingers reached across the files, up
to the top, it was there her fingers touched something that felt
a lot like hidden papers. With ease she pulled it out of
its hiding place, and laid it on the top of the cabinet.
It was a plain brown folder, nothing written on
the front, nothing stating what the contents were. Charisma
opened it with glee - this had to be it. As she peeled back
the cover she was met with an array of papers, notes, photos,
letters.
A smile grew across her face – she’d
found it. Picking up paper after paper she scanned them
quickly, with each one her smile grew. There were hand
written notes for Nick, names, dates, times, reasons, none of it
made too much sense.
“The poor dope” she smirked.
The sound of the water stopped abruptly, and
without hesitance Charisma returned the folder and made her way
quickly out to the lounge.
~ THE NEXT DAY ~
Abby stepped off the bus that had carried her up
from Miami. She adjusted her bag on her back and looked
around the once familiar city. There wasn’t a lot she
remembered, it was so, so long ago. Her bare eyes squinted
in the deep sun, shielding her eyes with her hand she walked
across the street, and began her quest.
~ AT THE SAME TIME ~
Charisma starred annoyingly at the dress her
assistant held in front of her.
“God Amy, the world is going to be tuning
into the Grammy’s and you’re holding THIS in front of
me?” she snarled as she puffed on a cigarette
“It’s Gucci” Amy sighed in
annoyance, it was the 5th dress she’d slaved to
get hold over. Most people hadn’t even heard of Charisma and
they weren’t about to lend her their most expensive dresses.
“I want Vérsacé” Charisma announced
“For god sakes, most people haven’t
heard of you, they aren’t going to shell out their best for
you over Britney Spears you know” Amy shot back
“Oh they will know me honey, soon enough”
she smirked waving her elegant hand around “Gucci will do”
she finally sighed
“Char, you in here?” Nick questioned
poking his head in the door
“What can I do for you baby?” she
smiled, walking up to him
“Are you sure you want to go to?” Nick
questioned, his face weaving a look of worry
“Of course, I'm going to support you”
she spoke sweetly
“It’s just – “Nick began, he
hated the spotlight still, he was sure he always would
“Nick, I want to go” Charisma smiled,
running a perfectly manicured hand down the side of his face
“Alright whatever you want” Nick half
smiled as he kissed the side of her cheek.
~ THAT NIGHT ~
Camera’s flashed all around capturing star
after star as they made the walk across the red carpet to the
awaiting fanfare of the 2001 Grammy’s.
Charisma took the breathe of a lifetime, this was
it, this was her chance, she would take it now, with both hands,
it was hers. She could almost taste it, and with Nick by
her side, nothing, and no one could stand in the way.
~ AT THE SAME TIME ~
Abby threw the contents of the safety deposit box
in front of her. She’d been instructed to go there,
everything in it was for her use. She fingered through the
contents, there was a book filled with notes and scribbles, dates
and places, though she’d never seen it before, for some
reason it all made sense to her. There was a plain white
envelope full of money, there would be at least 5,000 all in 50
and 20 dollar notes.
“Small easy bills” Abby smiled to
herself
She switched on the TV in front of her, and
instantly a vision of glamour and glitz came onto the screen, she
watched half heartedly before she heard the words;
“Here comes Nick Carter and his new squeeze,
up and coming star Charisma”
Abby choked on the words as she starred at the
familiar made-up face.
“So Cassy, we meet again” she snapped, a
familiar feeling encasing her entire body, one of pure hate.
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