My Very Own Fairy Tale
Disclaimer: I do not own heroes nor any of the characters included in this fanfiction. If I did I would be rolling in the money $$
Notes: WestXClaire Pairing, don't like it, don't read it. But . . . Please review
"West, why did you call me, I saw you 5 minutes ago"
Claire giggled, laid on top of her bed. Her bedroom was the only place she could get some privacy these days. It was covered in pink silk curtains and had a giant king sized bed in the middle of it, the pink cotton bed cover crumpled beneath the weight of the young girl sitting on it.
"I was just making sure your okay, don't want anything to happen to you, do I?"
His voice was sweet, it sounded strong but angelic in a rather laidback tone. When he spoke it sent shivers down her spine, in a good way. He had only just left to go home but was missing her already, and so was she. When they were together they forgot about the problems of the world, the fact that they were both different, unique, no one cared, nobody knew.
"West, I can protect my self; you of all people should know that."
"I know, I know, you can never be too careful though."
She smiled to herself; she couldn't believe how corny he was at times. How could you not love him? She was about to tell him about how cheesy he was being but heard a sound at her door, coming up the stairs. She knew who it was.
"Look, west I have to go we'll talk later okay, love you lots"
How could she tell him what really happened? What would she tell him? She knew her excuses were becoming lamer each time, the time would come soon. Her thoughts were stopped by a familiar face entering her room.
"Daddy's home, Claire bear"
His arms out stretched, waiting for his loveable little girl to run into his arms once again. But his little girl isn't so little anymore, she's 16 now, not 6.
She threw her phone under the plump white pillows that sat on her bed. She smiled up at her father, she hadn't seen him for a while, and he had been on a 'Business trip.' He was still telling her useless crap again about business trips with 'work' if only everyone else knew the real truth. Who believed him really, she certainly didn't?
"Aren't' you glad to see me honey?"
Claire snapped back into reality.
She ran up to him stretching her arms around him leaning her head on his soft chest.
"Of course I am I've been waiting for you to get back all day"
She said it as meaningly as possible, but lying wasn't one of her strong points. She broke eye contact. She was in for it now. Noah looked her up and down sensing that something was up, he always could. He gave her a reassuring pat on the back.
"If you want to ask me anything, tell me anything, just tell me okay"
He spoke softly as if whispering, giving her a wink and a smile.
She hugged him again as the tall gentleman finally left her room shutting her door with a slam. She looked down at her feet to notice an happy Mr muggles sitting at her feet wagging his tail and panting as if his breath would be his last.
"I'm so glad that's over" she told the Cream Pomeranian, with a sigh as if talking to a person. He was the closest thing she had to a friend in the family. She could tell him everything and no one would ever find out.
She climbed back over to her bed, digging out her mobile phone from under the primp covers and pillows. Opening her sidekick mobile phone ever so gently she typed in West's number, unsure if to do so or not. Her hands trembling as she wrote the message, deciding against phoning him, it would only attract attention from her dad.
'Hi West, soz about earlier hav to tell u sumfing 2moz its important txt bak luv Claire x '
She clicked the button that had 'send' pictured on it. It was too late now. She had to tell him what was going on with her Dad, who he was. It was either tomorrow or never.
She had to be honest with him, West trusted her with his life, so why couldn't she tell him?