TerroeVille Park

The Hatcher’s family were warned sternly and told the curfew is no later than ten, after that they must stay inside. Charlie, a petite woman; pruned beautifully for her husband’s favour. Nodded at the keeper’s demands, but worry stirred when she saw in her husband’s eyes while shaking the keeper’s hand. That curfew would no doubt, be broken.

Terry is a handsome man but disguises his true nature, to the world his arrogance is his virtue. To his family, he is another man; a wonderful father to his two daughters. Charlie tries to shake of the worry, and hope for once Terry would keep his bachelor party’s at bay.

The next few nights, Terry grew restless.

 “Sod it!” He stressed. Terry reached for the phone and dialled quickly.

 “What are you doing Terry?” Charlie saw the receiver at his ear. She stood and pressed the cancel button.

 “Take your finger of that, I’m making calls!”

 “Who are you calling?” Charlie brushed Terry’s hand away from hers.

 “I’m calling some friend’s is that not aloud?” Terry said sarcastically. Charlie squinted at him; she knew what Terry was doing.

 “It’s not happening. We just moved here and already you want to spoil it for us. Haven’t we been through enough” Charlie voice croaked a little. Terry slammed the phone down and sulked in his chair.

Half an hour later, there was a knock at the door. Charlie looked at her watch- it was five to ten. She frowned hard and was about to wonder to the door but Terry whoosh passed her.

 “I’ll get it!” Terry said cheerfully. Charlie stopped and observed him as he opened the door. A wide grin grew across his face.

 “Guy’s how you doing? It’s been too long!”

Charlie eyes widened and she took the door from Terry. Outside was her husband’s best friend and three other guy’s, setting up a BBQ and chairs.

 “Terry!!” Charlie screeched. Terry closed his eyes and perched his teeth at his friend Curtis who laughed wickedly and the others chanted a few jokes in the back ground because they knew the trouble he was in.

 “Babe, they’re here now; so don’t start.” Charlie jaw fell open as Terry slithered his way out, closing the door behind him. She fought back her tears; frustrated with Terry’s antics Charlie had no choice to sit back and dwell about the consequences tomorrow.

It was past midnight, all was quiet outside. Terry surprised Charlie by sending his friend’s home at twelve, but it didn’t stopped her from feeling let down. She summoned Terry to the sofa and will stay there till morning.

Charlie tossed and turned, fully awake; she wasn’t use to a quiet neighbourhood. For her, it makes a difference from the busy life of London. Though the old house had top notched double glazing, a busy street was Charlie’s lullaby.

Outside, the bird’s stopped there chirping. Chime’s hanging from the other mobile homes chimed, replacing what Charlie considered bearable now utterly annoying. Charlie sat up. Strange, she thought. Suddenly, a whaling cry came from Leann’s room. A cry unheard before, not Leann’s normal nightmare cry, Charlie leaped out of bed and exited her bedroom. Soon as she reached Leann, a scream wallowed from Chrissie room. Terry staggered through the hall way and met with Charlie.

 “What’s going on?” 

Terry stopped and yawned, a whiff of beer breath lingered under Charlie’s nose. She grunted at him and moved him out of the way, Leann was still crying in her arms. Charlie entered Chrissies room to find her daughter, hiding under the quilt.

 “Chrissie, what’s happened?” Charlie sat on the bed and tried to remove the quilt but Chrissie screamed.  “No!!” “The window” Chrissies voice sounded tense. This worried Charlie. Terry looked to the window.

 “What kind of sick joke is this??” Terry angered. Hanging at the window, a bloody silhouette of a dead animal tapped the glass as it swung in the breeze. Blood oozed and it painted the window red, Charlie couldn’t stare at it any longer and closed the curtains. Chrissie peered from under the quilt and then sat up; tears tinted her rosy cheeks. Charlie went to her side and cuddled her.

Terry stormed out of Chrissies room and came back with his coat. Worry fluttered in Charlie’s chest.

 “Where are you going?” Charlie asked.

 “I’m going to the keeper’s house. This is- just- sick!” Terry turned but Charlie reached for his arm.

 “Terry, leave it. We will sort it in the morning!”

 “Charlie the Kids are not going to sleep. I have to do something, let go!” Terry glared hard at Charlie and then He left. Leann started to cry; Charlie picked her up and placed her next to Chrissie. Chrissie threw her arms around her little sister, they are daddy’s girls and she knew that. Terry and Charlie hardly argue, if they do it’s minor tiff’s but it was the first time the daughter’s had seen them like that.

Charlie squished herself under the quilt too, Leann climbed on her lap so they were all cuddled tightly together.

 “Where’s daddy?” Chrissie sniffled into her shoulder.

 “He’ll be back soon” She tried to reassure Chrissie as best she could.

Two hours passed and Charlie grew anxious about her husband, she glanced down at her children. Innocently they play and she instantly dreaded her decision.

 “Chrissie” Charlie knelt beside Chrissie and took her hand. One-year-old Leann watched curiously.

 “I need you to be a big girl and look after your sister, I’m going to find daddy” It took a second for Chrissie to realize and tears began to form.

 “No mummy” Her daughter begged. Chrissie grabbed hold of Charlie.

 “Baby I won’t be long. You must lock the door behind me OK?” Charlie held Chrissie and kissed her forehead. She made her way to the front door and knew looking back at her daughters would hurt even more. They have their father’s eyes and button noses, Charlie could not do it.

She closed the door and the pains sunk in, she made so many promises to herself as a mother and now she can never forgive herself. Charlie felt a tear fall down her cold cheek and looked out into the dark, she’s never been afraid of dark but now, for the first time. It frightened her.

Author's Note

It's not completed, habit of mine.. never finishing ugh! lol

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I like it. Needs to finish though. Too good not to. Dare you...