A/N: Well, this is a re-write because I was so unhappy with the quality of the original...This one's story has changed and I think it's a lot better. I was originally going to totally scrap all the fics I didn't like of mine, but I thought I could maybe make this one better, seeming as I did like the storyline...Hope you all enjoy it!

Summary: After a new woman moves into Peter's life, Claire becomes jealous and decides to turn the tables on Peter. Will Claire's life ever be the same again? Will she ever get the Peter Petrelli she knew and loved back? Read to find out!

The Deadly Love Game

Chapter 1: The Arrival

New York - New York High School - Claire

Claire sighed as she sat shamefully in her Chemistry class. She felt as though all the happiness had been drained from the beating heart. She felt as though she'd been stabbed repeatedly in the chest. She felt, well just terrible, and it was all because of Peter Petrelli. Ever since he'd told her about his new 'girlfriend', she'd felt destroyed and alone...

Claire knew that Peter only saw her as a friend, but Claire couldn't help but like Peter in a different way. He was kind, caring and very handsome at that, although he was a lot older than Claire herself. But Claire didn't like to admit that she had a rather large soft spot for her best friend. She was quite secretive and knew that it'd be best, for both of their sakes, to keep quiet and put up with having Peter's new 'bitch' in the apartment. How hard could it be?

To be honest, Claire absolutely hated the idea of Louise staying in the same household as her. She hated the idea of even taking in the same air as her. All she was going to hear was "Aww, Peter you're so sweet." and "Oh, I love you Peter." The thought was making her feel violently sick. Going home today wasn't going to be something Claire would be looking forward to.

Ever since Claire decided to try and find Peter after he rescued her at Homecoming, she'd stayed in his two bedroom apartment on the Lower East Side of Manhattan. It was a small, cosy place and Claire enjoyed being there because she felt safe around her protector. Claire smiled to herself as she thought of her conversation with Peter that they'd had the day she arrived at his apartment.

"I'll look after you Claire. I promise I'll keep you safe, you can trust me Claire." He smiled as he brushed his soft hand over her face. "I promise."

But now, everything would be different. They'd be a new damsel that would need protecting. Would Peter still look out for Claire? Or would her place be taken by his girlfriend? Well, whatever was going to happen, Claire would find out soon enough after school, much to her disappointment. Surprisingly, Claire would have rather had another two periods of Chemistry than have to watch Peter and his girlfriend eat each other's faces off.

Sighing once again, Claire got up from her desk as the bell rung. This is gonna be awkward she thought to herself as she walked out of the school gates. Claire hadn't met this 'Louise' before, but she knew already that she'd be trouble. She knew from the moment Peter had told her that she'd be moving in that her life would never be the same again.

"Claire!" Peter called joyfully as he caught sight of his friend. He'd been wondering all day how Louise and Claire would get along.

"Pete." Claire said dully as she walked over to him, putting on a small fake smile.

Claire had always liked how Peter always met her outside of her school. It made her feel a lot more special and made her feel more safe. But with Louise around, would Peter still meet up with her? Would he still have the time for her?

"Louise has unpacked already. We're going to the movies tonight. Want to come? You're more than welcome to…"

"No thanks, I'd rather stay at home and watch television. Plus I have lots of homework." Claire lied as she looked away from her friend uncomfortably. Homework was always a great excuse to get out of things.

"Right." Peter knew for sure that Claire was lying. He knew her too well. He was her best friend after all. "So, how was school?"

"Good."

Peter held Claire's arm tightly and drew her to a halt.

"Claire, I know something's wrong, and I know it's to do with Louise. Look, don't worry Claire, she won't come between us. I'll always be here for you like I promised you, and your father. I mean, Claude would kill me if I didn't stick to my promise, wouldn't he?" Peter chuckled as he held onto his friend's arm. "You know I'd never abandon you Claire…You mean too much to me."

"Are you sure of that?" Claire asked shyly.

"Of course I'm sure! You mean the world to me Claire."

New York - Peter's Apartment - Peter, Claire and Louise

"We're back!" Shouted Peter as he and Claire walked into the slightly messy apartment. Putting her school bag on the table, Claire watched as a brunette woman walked out of the kitchen.

"Hi there, you must be Claire." She smiled as she shook the young girl's hand. "Peter's told me so much about you! I hear you're a cheerleader. I always wanted to be a cheerleader when I was a teenager."

Claire smiled sweetly and nodded. "Yeah I'm a cheerleader. It's not all good really. It has it's flaunts." She laughed quietly, looking in Peter's direction.

"Will you be joining us at the movies tonight? I was hoping you'd come. It's gonna be a great night out!"

"Er yeah, I guess I could come." Claire smiled. Maybe this whole 'girlfriend' thing wasn't going to be as bad as she thought.

"If you do your homework now Claire, then you won't have to do it later on in the evening." Peter said as he put his arm around Louise's waist.

"I haven't got any." She smirked smugly as she walked into her bedroom.

"You ready Claire?" Peter called up the stairs as he held his girlfriend's hand lovingly.

"Just coming!" Claire shouted as she quickly dashed down the stairs, carrying a small handbag and trying to do up her small black jacket.

Peter's eyes widened as he watched his friend straighten out her short denim skirt.

"Er, is everyone ready?" Louise asked awkwardly, while trying to divert her boyfriend's eyes away from his friend's legs.

"Yeah, I guess we're ready to go." Peter muttered, trying his best to keep his eyes off Claire. He'd never seen her look as good as she did tonight. Although Peter knew it was wrong to think of such a thing, but Louise didn't look anywhere near as good as Claire looked…

"Right then." Louise looked at Claire as she walked out of the door, totally oblivious to what was going on. Why did Peter seem more interested in his friend than his own girlfriend? Louise thought to herself. She couldn't help but feel jealous of Claire because of the way Peter was looking at her.

"So, who's sitting where?" Asked Peter holding a large coke and huge tub of popcorn in each hand. Secretly, he was hoping that he'd be able to nab a seat next to Claire.

"I want to sit in the middle." Louise said hastily, trying to get her word in first. "I'd rather not sit next to people I don't know. Plus, it'd be great for me and Claire, you know…"

"Oh." Peter sighed. "Okay then."

Claire watched out of the corner of her eye as Louise and Peter held hands during the movie. Every now and then she noticed Louise kiss her boyfriend and immediately look at Claire, as if she wanted her to see them kissing. Was Louise tying to make Claire jealous? If she was…Then she was definitely succeeding.

"I'm going to the toilet." Claire said quietly as the two people on the large screen began to kiss passionately. She'd had enough with the whole 'lovey dovey' thing. She couldn't stand it. Especially when the person she loved was making out with some stuck up, two faced bitch right next to her.

"Claire's been a while in the toilets. Do you think she's okay?"

"Of course she is Peter, she's 17 years old. She's most likely to have gone off with some guy or something. Don't worry about her, enjoy the movie. She'll be perfectly fine." Louise kissed Peter on the lips and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Claire would know better than to go off with some guy she hardly knows. Especially after..." He paused for a moment, remembering what her friend had told him about the night she'd nearly been raped.

"After what?"

"Nothing. It's nothing." Peter let go of his girlfriend's hand and got up from his seat. "I'm going to find her."

"But you're going to miss the best part of the movie."

"So? Claire's more important than some movie Louise. I have to look out for her…"

Louise's whole body jolted with anger as Peter left her alone in the theatre. How dare he leave her for some teenager. Peter was getting too friendly with Claire and Louise knew she had to do something about it, before it was too late.

"Claire?" Peter opened the door of the ladies toilets and peeked his head in. "Claire?" Peter cocked his head to one side as he heard a small whimpering coming from inside the toilets. He knew for sure it was Claire.

"Claire? What's wrong?" He asked, quickly going into the toilets and kneeling beside his friend who was sitting against the toilet wall.

"Leave me alone…" She whispered, putting her hands to her head.

"Claire…" Peter gently placed his hand around Claire's shoulder, trying to pull her into a comforting hug.

"Get the hell away from me!" She screamed, pushing him to the floor and running out of the toilets as tears ran down her pale, saddened face.

New York - Peter's Apartment - Peter and Louise

"I can't believe you dragged me out of that theatre without Claire! If her father finds out, he'll kill me! Don't you understand that?!" Peter paced around his apartment, trying dialling Claire's number on his cell. "I can't believe this is happening…"

"She's 17 years old Peter, she's an adult. All she wants is a little freedom, just let her be. She's most likely enjoying herself in the local clubs…That's what teenagers do…"

"She's different Louise…You don't understand…"

"I was a teenager once you know."

Peter sighed as he slammed his fists against the wall.

"She won't pick up." He slammed his fists against the wall once more before dialling her number again.

"Claire? Claire, is that you?"

"Who's this?" Asked a male voice, sounding rather mysterious.

"Peter. Why the hell do you have my friend's phone? What've you done to her? Where is she?"

"Peter, eh? A friend?…"

"Just tell me where she is!"

Peter waited for an answer but moments later, the line went dead…

"Claire…" He whispered to himself, sitting down on the sofa and resting his head in his hands…What had he done? It was all his fault…

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