Don't Blame Me | Charles Leclerc

Chapter 18

"Okay, now let's head back down" Robert said as soon as him and Angie stepped through the front door of their house.

"Seriously? May I at least change into something warmer and bring blankets? It's freezing in there" Angie whined, but deep down she hoped she won't have to spend another night in this basement, tied up with Diana.

"Yeah, sure. How about a jacuzzi?"

Robert's attitude changed for the worse when Angie told him her and Charles didn't set up another meet. He seemed content with them getting along, he saw them smiling and laughing and figured it would be an easy task getting them back together. Unfortunately for him, Charles didn't see it that way.

"Don't be an asshole. I'm not asking for much"

Robert rolled his eyes at his sister's response. With a deep sigh and a nod of his head he let her do what she asked for, but still kept a close eye on her every move.

When they got to the basement, Diana was waiting for them. She knew that Robert wouldn't let Angie stay upstairs. He dropped her off quickly, tying them together again, and left.

"How was it?" Diana started the conversation. She was very curious about Angie's meeting with Charles.

"Better than I expected, actually. We were talking about work, life, you know. I managed to cheer him up for a while. But I could see he misses you" Angie paused for a moment, trying to find the words. "He lost his usual spark. He tried his best to hide it, but I could see he was subdued. He didn't even want to talk about your disappearance, I think it hurt too much"

Diana's eyes filled with tears, both because she was glad he cared about her being gone and sad of the state that this situation put him in. But he was looking for her. That was all that she had to know to make her go through this.

"I'm glad you could take his mind off of it. And what about our plan?"

This was the part Diana was the most nervous about. Angie was supposed to let Charles know where she is, but if she failed, the next opportunity might not happen for days, weeks maybe.

"I gave him a note and made him promise he won't read it until I'm gone. I had to protect myself from Robert. I wrote where you are, but I can't promise he's gonna believe it. We just have to wait"

"Angie, I can't wait forever. I haven't been in the bathroom ever since I'm here, I'm sitting in my own piss and I desperately have to poop. He has to believe you" Diana's voice broke, filling the basement with quiet sobs. "I don't want to poop my pants"

"I tried to reason with Robert, but he refused to let you use the bathroom. I'm so sorry" Angie really felt for Diana. "We can try to get up again if you want, maybe you can go to the toilet in the corner. If we would manage to pull your pants down..."

They did as they planned and succeeded fairly quickly. It only took them a few minutes of struggle and Diana had her pants down, squatting in the corner, trying to get over her mental block to do her business right there.

"You know, I'm not a sporty kind of person, I don't enjoy squatting with you so if you could hurry up I'd be very thankful" Angie said sarcastically, trying her best to keep her legs from shaking.

"It's not easy, okay? Give me a moment and think about a way to pull my pants up. The refrigerator won't help us anymore" Diana talked back to her and after about a minute the nature took it's course.

"Ugh, I never thought I'd dream about being able to wipe" The Brit whined while struggling to pull up her pants. "Why didn't we think of this when we needed to pee?"

"Priorities change in times like these" Angie chuckled. "Come on, let's get back to our place"

My brother kidnapped Diana and is keeping her in our basement. When I found out, he tied me with her and only let me go if I meet with you. Please help us