#a: thread

O local estava relativamente vazio, mas não era como se Mariana precisasse de alguma desculpa para ser completamente cara de pau em alguns momentos de sua vida. A garçonete era bonita, e isso claramente havia chamado a atenção da garota que só havia entrado no local para passar o tempo. Afinal, dias de folga eram sempre os mais entediantes. Passou mais um olhar pelo restaurante, se certificando que não tomaria o tempo alheio caso decidisse prolongar um pouco sua conversa, pois podia ser vários níveis de sem noção, mas atrapalhar o trabalho alheio ia um pouco acima do que considerava aceitável para si mesma. Então, levantou a mão em um gesto de aproximação, olhando diretamente para a garota que lhe chamou atenção, a chamando para lhe atender. O cardápio seguia esquecido na mesa, levando Mariana a apenas sorrir charmosa para a morena, apoiando um dos braços na mesa ao se virar para a alheia. “Vai me odiar muito se eu te pedir a recomendação da casa?” Indagou, com uma pequena risada. “Eu sempre como a mesma coisa aqui, estou com vontade de tentar algo diferente.”

“Scoot over. I’m sleeping in your bed.”

“Are you that afraid of sleeping in the same house as my mom? I don’t even think she’s home yet.” Charlotte giggle then scooted over in her queen size bed and lifted up the covers for her big sister. “Here, I’ll protect you.”

“Hey, uhm, I’m Detective Beth Childs. I called about, uh, a case file that you guys have here. It’s an unsolved rape case and I thought I could talk to the lead detective, see if he had any information he could add in. His name is Detective Carisi. Do you know here he is?”

‘       take these off me and i’ll see wha’ i can do t’get us out o’ this place.’

“What makes you think I can get you out of handcuffs when I’m handcuffed? We need to start planning our escape in advance while I try to wiggle out of these.”

"I saw Sarah’s file, I know why she’s here. Sarah and Helena are here because they can have children and I can’t. Coady wanted me because she thought I was special, she always said I was and now listen to her, she doesn’t say I’m special anymore. Haven’t you noticed that? I’m not her special little girl anymore.” Charlotte growled as tears started spilling down her reddened cheeks. Her hands curled up into angry fists as she took a step towards Rudy.

“The only reason why she has me is because she thought I was fucking special. She thought I could get pregnant and all she’s wanted is for me to get fucked by one of you or some guy on base in hopes that I could make stupid fucking clone babies for her sick experiments!” Her screams echoed against the walls of her room and she turned to swipe a hand across her dresser, pill bottles clattering to the floor. Without warning, she picked up the clock she had missed and flung it at the wall. Glass sprayed everywhere and the clock hit the floor. It still didn’t satisfy her, she needed more things to throw.

Even with her limited amount of criminal knowledge she had picked up from Rudy and Seth, it didn’t take much for Charlotte to break into Felix’s loft. She slipped into the quiet loft and took a deep breath of the musty air. It smelled like paint and something else, something she couldn’t place. The smell lured her over to the paintings in the corner and she smiled when she saw the familiar face on the canvas. It was her! Or at least, it was her face. She knew it wasn’t her, just another one of her sisters, but she liked to imagine that maybe it was a painting of her. She sat down in front of the canvases and moved one aside. As she admired the painting of one of her sisters, the front door slid open and she spun her head around then tried to get up but stopped when she saw the woman’s face.

“Sister!” A wide grin spread across her face and she looked like a little child who had been playing on the floor, waiting for their mother to come home. Her eyes were wide with admiration and she slowly stood up, not wanting to seem threatening. “Are you one of the twins? You must be. I’ve heard so much about you, Mother always talks about you.”

“What are you doing?! G-get off me!”

“I’m not getting off of you until I know you’ve listened to what I have to say. You and your brothers stay away from my sisters and my family. You got that?” Charlotte bared her teeth as she leaned in, her hand forcefully pressed against his shoulder. “If you keep harassing us, you’re all going to end up with your brains splattered on the floor.”