I freeze in the doorway when I see Charlie. He's holding a bottle of whisky, and he's sipping straight from the bottle as he stares at me. His eyes are bright red and he has a black eye. Harry must have given him that last night.
Last night seems like a long time ago. I have known the brothers for a whole two days but it seems like all the drama has been happening for at least a month.
Charlie stands up and makes a step towards me. I quickly move backwards so I end up trapped between him and the door.
He stretches the bottle of whisky towards me, his eyes glinting with an emotion I can't put a finger on.
"You want some?"
His speech slurred and his breathing is heavy. He's quite drunk.
I shake my head, watching him as he takes another step towards me. I'm set to scream if he tries t
