Charlie shrugged, leaning into her warm form, enjoying a few moments cuddling with his older sister. "Tired, hungry, but overall good, I'm with you, so." He smiled at her, resting his head on her shoulder, enjoying the chance to be with his older sister once again. "Yeah, it's nice to be here." He sighed as the rain started. hammering down on the taxi's roof with a drumming,rhythmic and loud. He flinched a little, leaning into Emma's side to relax and rest with her. "We need to catch up on so much." He pouted, snuggling into her even more. "Don't leave me." He whispered, looking up at her. As the taxi arrived, he ran into the apartment complex to wait to be led up to her apartment. As they walked in, the thunder boomed loudly, causing him to try and find cover under the table, shaking and trembling like a trapped animal. Sobbing slightly, he refused to come out on his own. not liking the noise or the bright lightening. Sobbing in fright, he curled up into a tighter ball, recalling the night he was caught...

[I]Charlie leant back as he sat at the computer, notebook at his side. He had a local support group open, and was noting down the phone number and address in case he decided to go and visit. Sighing, he pushed his glasses up his nose, gasping as he heard his bedroom door slam shut, the smell of booze filling the room. Charlie shuddered, knowing he'd been caught. A second later, a fist connected with his shoulder, sending him tumbling out of his chair. A boot connected with his ribs, a crack sounding out. Struggling to his feet, Charlie dragged himself to his bed, his laptop ripped from the power by his stepfather and hurled across the room, smashing on the far wall. 

"CHARLIE! WHAT IN THE LORD'S NAME ARE YOU DOIN'?" Phillip roared, advancing upon the trembling Charlie, smacking him across the face. "YOU'RE A DIRTY FUCKING FAG LIKE YER SISTER!" The southerner growled, punching him again, this time in the chest. Charlie fell like a rag doll, winded and weakened.[/I]