A/N
So I decided to rewrite the first three chapters, due to the lack of details on emotions. I'll be adding them now.
Missing You
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Crashing in and breaking you to bits
That truck a heard a scream a little bit too late
Blood dripping everywhere and choking your smell of hair
I breathe in a gulp of air and just cant take it
Are these lies? The heat is mocking me
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Chapter One
Claire was sitting down on the couch of the Glass House living where her three housemates told her to stay put while they left to solve a problem for Amelie. At first she was reluctant and didn't want to listen to her friends, but they talked some sense onto her. Even though Claire actually listened for once, there was this feeling in her stomach, on that Claire couldn't quite put a finger on. Claire sighed, deciding to ignore the growing feeling and flipped through the channels of the old TV, most channels were just static.
"We really need a dish or something." Claire muttered as the house lights dimmed and the air got suddenly could, even though the heater was on. Confused, Claire walked to the wall. It was a connection she had, even if Shane thought it was silly, Claire honestly believed she had a strong connection with the old Glass House. She could feel what it felt, and in return the house sometimes reacted to Claire's emotions as well.
"Hey, what's wrong, um…house?" Claire asked, feeling slightly crazy she was talking to the wall, but hey, it wasn't the first time. Just then blue and red lights flash outside the window when there was a knock on the door. Claire that pit in her stomach knotted up and grew more, worry seeping into her nerves, but she still opened the ancient door, only to reveal Richard and Hannah. They both held looks of sorrow as they stared at Claire with sympathy eyes.
Something was wrong, Claire could easily tell as she gazed into both adult's eyes. It was the same look families got when given bad news in a hospital about a loved one. Did something happen to her father? Was it is heart, oh god, did his heart give out? Claire was worried like crazy now, was her mom okay?
"Claire, may we come in?" Hannah asked and Claire nodded and opened the door wider, allowing entrance for the Mayor and police officer. Claire shut the door after them, and walked into the living room, turning the static TV off.
"Do you guys want something? Water? Beer? Coke?" Claire asked, but the two shook their heads. Hannah placed a hand on Claire's shoulder, a gesture that did not ease Claire's mind or feelings, if anything it made everything worse.
"You may want to sit down for this Claire." Hannah said, and Claire obeyed, lowering herself into her pervious sitting position on the couch. Claire watched as the two guests exchanged a look and that feeling, fear mixed with anxiety and apprehension, grew.
"Hannah? Richard? What is it?" Claire asked, worry edged in her voice. Hannah turned sympathetic for Claire. She took hold of the young girl's hands and gave a gentle squeeze. Richard didn't have the heart to deliver the news but he had to, she had the right to know.
Claire knew right then and there something was defiantly wrong because it wasn't like Hannah to look so defeated or Richard to avoid eye contact. Something was wrong, and it had something to do with Claire. That thought caused Claire to tense up, something that didn't go unnoticed by Hannah who could only predict how this would affect the bright and lively girl who solved so many problems in this shitty town.
"Claire, we don't know how to tell you this…" Richard began and trailed off. Hannah sent a glared at Richard for leaving her to explain, but looked at Claire in the eyes.
" It isn't easy Claire, but you need to know that Eve, Michael, and Shane…..they aren't coming back home honey. Ever again." Hannah said gently, trying to break the news easily. Claire froze, and then yanked her hands away as the tears formed in her eyes.
Claire's eyes were wide, and horror washed over Claire as she shook her head in blunt denial. Claire's brown hair flew everywhere, and she stood up so suddenly that it surprised Hannah. They couldn't be gone. Her best friend couldn't be dead, who would Claire talk to? Or her land lord that was more like a brother, who would play music now? Shane, he couldn't be gone, no he couldn't.
"Claire." Shane called as Claire angrily sat in the living room. "You're safer here."
"Shane!" Claire snapped. "I can help!"
Shane smiled sadly and shook his head, bending to kiss her lips. "I love you Claire."
That kiss had felt different to Claire; it wasn't passionate but it full of love, and a goodbye. Had Shane know there was a possibility he would return home to Claire? Is that why he sounded so torn to Claire but she couldn't pinpoint why? Did she let the three people she loved the most leave that night so they could face their deaths?
"No." Claire said as her hand flew to her mouth, letting the truth hit her like a train. Hannah wrapped Claire in a hug suddenly as Claire sunk to her knees. Richard looked down at the floor when Claire made eye contact, and the little movement showed Claire that this wasn't a prank or a joke, it showed that this was real and it made Claire heartbroken. Claire sobbed onto Hannah's shoulder, completely oblivious that three figures stood in the room calling her name.
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"What you see is exactly what you're gonna get!"
And with the blue of sky I hear singing crickets cry and
fall right back into another dark sleep
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(A/n)
Okay, this was a little longer than the original chapter, but it has the same main points in here. All I did was add some more detail, but yeah.
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