A/N- This is like my 5th story, i love Clara's character. Im even trying to learn her theme on piano! Anyways, i hope this is okay, i havent got a template, but i have a general idea. Im so orry if this doesnt make sense, This is set after Clara goes into the doctors timestream, except in this, the REAL Clara doesnt die. (If it makes no damn sense, tell me)
CLARA POV
I remember the day we went to Trenzalore, the doctors timestream, the TARDIS, Rivers secret entrance.. i remember it TOO well, that it haunts my mind, i dont know what to do anymore, ive seen EVERY SINGLE one of the doctors companions, every single face, every single adventure. Well i guess it was called an adventure anyway. Im souflee girl, i was born to save the doctor. Now i know his past.
One thing really stood out to me, how the doctor loved every single one of his companions, in a way that hurt. He would move on so quickly, or he would never let that girl go. Rose Tyler. That was her name, the doctor loved her, he really really did. All i did was save them, save him, and save which ever "her" came along, the doctor never noticied me. I saved his life, and he never noticied me. Not once. I died for him more than once, he never noticied.
EVERYONE POV - Clara's
Clara was looking after Artie and Angie, it hurt to be living. The doctor wasnt making his return for her, not now. Not for her, why would the Doctor come back for her? He never noticied her anyway, only recently he had, but he never showed much anymore.
Artie shokok Clara madly, " Whens dinner?!" He bellowed. Angie had already set up the table, Clara just stood there, her mind traced back over what Artie had just said.
"Soon, go and tidy your rooms or something, it wont take long" Clara grabbed some vegetables and a chopping board, she placed them on the counter top when she went to get a knife. She stared at the blade for a miniute, she had the urge, so she did it. The blade ran across her skin, the blood seeped through the tear in her skin. The pain went away, she was no longer thinking of him.
Thats when Artie burst into the room, Clara grabbed her sleeve and pulled it down her arm in a state of panic. Artie gave her a suspicious look, and then a woman came in following, Clara couldnt believe her eyes. One of the doctos companions.
A/N- who do YOU want (Female companion, who traveled with the 9th, 10th or 11th doctor.) to walk into the room and meet Clara?
