Oneshot Book Ft. My OCS {Open for Requests}

There {Charlotte}

TW: mentions of abuse)

Charlotte watched her angry husband leaving, having just come home. Her son, Brook, was laying on the floor, shaking and covering in blood from his bleeding nose and bruises, his sister Zoe cowering under the desk, shaking as well. Both children were crying.

"Sh....sh..." She whispered, Charlotte bending down beside Brook, holding him as she held a handkerchief to his nose, to stop the bleeding. "Its okay... I got you...."

"Brother's hurt again.....why does daddy hurt us....?" Zoe softly whispers, still shaking. Charlotte's eyes softened at her and Brook, gesturing for Zoe to walk over, and she did so.

"Listen...I don't know why your father does this..." Charlotte held them both tight, but still gently, smiling. "But trust me, you'll have a great life, you just gotta break the cycle and defy him.. That's all it takes .. ... We can do this, alright?"

The children nodded, snuggling up against their mother. She kissed their foreheads, nuzzling them. Charlotte picked up Brook, carrying him into the bathroom.

She set him on the sink's counter, pulling bandages and hydrogen peroxide out the medicine cabinet. Charlotte rolled up his sleeves, applying the hydrogen peroxide and bandages, soothing whenever he let out small yelps of pain.

That was when the kids were about ten. They had had no idea of what to do, so they turned to their mother, who was very willing to help them through it.

Now Brook and Zoe had aged. Brook was 16, still as tall as he had been before, Zoe being 18 and raising a child, along with funds for collage.  Their father however, was in jail.

The night he'd been arrested, no one in the family could really recall. Brook especially couldn't remember it, having been beaten worse than ever that night. Zoe on the hand, could recall some small bits and pieces.

Charlotte knew the most.

She was the one who had called 9-11.

Charlotte was sitting on the couch, watching Glee reruns. Her son, Brook, was sitting not too far away, fiddling with his hands. He looked down at them, biting his lip.

"Hey mom.....?"

"Yes sweetie?" Charlotte looked at Brook, smiling sweetly at him. He sighed shakily, looking up at her.

"I got a boyfriend now..." Brook blushed , Charlotte grinning slowly.

"That's wonderful sweetheart! What's his name?"

"Oliver."

"Awwwwwww. He sounds adorable.." Charlotte chuckled, patting his head. "I'm so proud of you! Was it you or him who asked the other out?"

Brook pointed at himself, a blush and proud grin on his face.

"That's amazing... You told him yourself!" Charlotte grinned even wider, ruffling his hair.

Despite seeing all of her children's accomplishments, Charlotte herself was finding it hard to be happy, taking on extra shifts so she could support her family.

She couldn't find satisfaction in what she did. The trials having been just finished the previous year, flashbacks the anxiety making it hard for her to attempt at another relationship, didn't ease anything.

Though in the end, she was happy, because at the end of everyday, she had a great house to come home to.