A/N:
This is the first time i have written an Eclaire. I just love them together. I just had to make something about them. Please review, even if you don't like it. I just like to know how you think =]
Anyway, I'll try to update as regular as I can. Just hoping you'll enjoy this story. More coming up as soon as I know at least someone is reading this xD
Chapter 1: Prologue
Why is it that whenever you think you got everything figured out, someone elses just comes into your life to puts it all upside down again. Just when things were about to get normal. Not knowing how to feel she does the only thing that is left. She screams. There aren't even words coming out of her mouth. Just a scream. A frustrated scream. How is someone supposed to act this kind of situation.
How are you going to react when the person you hate is the person you love, the person you'd like to kill is the person you'd like to treasure for ever, the person that makes you mad is the person that makes you laugh. How come nothing seems to fit in like they should. Many questions going through her head right now. It was weird. In the past she always knew what she wanted and everything she wanted was what she got. Now there isn't anything sure anymore. The ones she despites the most could be just as likely be her friends right now. She never ever in her life liked Carrots.
They are orange, look disgusting and taste like that as well. What if she suddenly likes them. That wouldn't make any sense, would it?
This situation though has nothing to do with her taste in food. It has everything to do with making choices. Something that isn't easy to do in life. With her thumbs she rubs her temples. The headache isn't easy to deal with. Not at this point. Her gun, that was previously in her hand, is now lying by her feet. She doesn't even bother picking it up. It's not like someone is going to pick it up for her. The only other person nearby is the person she is hating the most right now. The other person is the only person she is loving the most right now.
Is this ever going to stop?
Slowly, as if it is happening in slow motion, she falls down to the ground. Her knees hit the floor. She feel nothing, though. The only thing she feels is her aching heart. Pounding so loudly she is afraid it is going to pound out of her chest. Her hand falls immediatly on the gun so the other person's attempt to comfort her shatters. Why is it you alwas know what to say, but when you need the words the most they refuse to come out. She knows exactly what she wants to scream at the person. How they have made her feel. Feel ways she isn't supposed to feel.
"I'm sorry. I really am."
A silence follows.
"I am really sorry Claire!"
Claire's hand now really grabs the gun and she doesn't know how fast she needs to stand up.
"No you're not!" Her hand shakes while she is still holding the gun pointing at the other person. "You're never sorry! Never sorry!"
"But now i am. I am more sorry than ever. I didn't know. I just tried to -"
"You tried what. You tried what Elle!" With frustration Elle brings her hands to her forehead. Tapping it with her index finger, letting out a little zap everytime her finger hits her skin. Claire knows she does that when she is frustrated. That or she holds herself with her arms wrapped around her. A habit she has. Claire couldn't care less now, though. She was frustrated as while. Hence the gun pointing at Elle.
"Just tell me Elle! I bet you don't even know what you tried!" Elle could see the gun shaking in Claire's hand. "You're just a coward. That's what you are. A Big Fat -"
Just when Elle opens her mouth to interrupt her, Claire's gun goes off. The bullet flies through the air. The look on Elle's face changes quickly. At first she was sad and concerned. She didn't think Claire would actually shoot at her, but now she is standing there with the bullet flying at her. Slowly coming closer. How did it even get to this point, Elle thought to herself, just as Claire thought the same thing. How come it all went from A to Z so quickly. Since when does everything goes so fast without even knowing what happens. How come love never comes when you want it. Why does it always sneaks up on you on the times you leasy expect it. It got Claire and Elle thinking.
Both in fear.
Claire, because she doesn't want to be the one that kills Elle. She didn't mean to shoot. She was just so angry she accidentally shot the gun. She never wanted to be the one killing Elle. She wanted to be the one loved by Elle and for a while she thought she was that one. Now she'll never know if Elle loved her truly. Like Claire loved her.
Elle, though, was not in fear for her own life. Eventhough many people thought she was selfish, she wasn't really. She knows she can be selfish at times, but with Claire it never was that way. She was caring, loving and different. At least she thought she was. She thought Claire thought the same. She knows she made some mistakes, but why couldn't Claire just listen to her. Explain she only did it to protect her. Like she did everything lately to protect Claire. Like she did everything to keep Claire happy. She didn't do it for herself. She did it for Claire. Why can't she understand that. I never told her i loved her, she thought to herself. She shuts her eyes, waiting for the bullet hitting her. Waiting for the pain in her body. Waiting for the end of her short lived life.
The life that never had a meaning, until she came along.
Until Elle met Claire.
Claire felt exactly the same way.
No matter the circumstances of how they met.
