Here's the sequel to Because I want you! I do not own anything except Claire! Enjoy!
Summary- Love, Friendship, Trouble, and everything else in between. Claire has been there and done all of that.
'Take a chance. Live in the moment and make the first move.' Claire mumbled to herself anxiously. She had remembered the words her big sister, Kitty, had told her. Claire was on her way to meet Pyro and the others to go to Jean's soccer game. She needed to talk to John, she needed to make the first move. She couldn't help but smile as she walked down the hall to the school's main entrance. She rounded the last corner of the hallway that led out to the doors. She froze, her smile long gone. She couldn't believe her eyes. There in front of her was Pyro, but he wasn't alone. There, in full out lick lock, was Pyro and Amara Aquila. The mutant girl that hated her guts. She heart sunk into her stomach, she felt sick watching the two play tossle hockey.
Her eyes started to water, she couldn't believe this, she couldn't believe him. She saw as Amara pulled back from their kiss. She was staring Claire dead in the eye as she smiled up at him. Claire could read the look in her eyes loud and clear. 'I win' was what the look said. Suddenly Claire didn't feel up to going to Jean's game, let alone leave her room ever again. She was so stupid for ever thinking he cared for her like she did him. How could she even think it? She was right. She was a new flame to him, but now Amara was new and she was had died out.
"Tell Claire-Bear I said bye, will ya Pyro." Amara said and winked as she closed the door to the mansion one final time. She was gone. She was moving out. Pyro, whom was confused, turned around to see no one. What did she mean? He scratched his head and shrugged. Just then Kurt, Scott, Jean, and Evan came down. He was saddened to not see Claire, maybe she was just taking forever to finish getting ready? He had no idea, but he wanted to know.
"She's not coming Pyro, she's not in the mood." Jean said coldly to him. Why was the Shelia being cold to him? What did he do? Maybe Claire knows, he thought as he went to go talk to her. Only Jean shook her head no, Claire didn't want him to go talk to her.
He knew that from the look in the red head's eyes. He wasn't wanted, but why? She was excited to go all day now. Why would she change her mind? Why wouldn't she want to see him either? He could convince her to change her mind again, he always could before. He'd just talk to her when he got home then. The group left the mansion and were on their way to the school. Jean was the only one not as excited as the boys. She knew that a small human girl was falling apart right now.
Claire ran inside her room out of breath, sobs controlled her heavy breathing now. She slammed her door shut and paused, her salty tears falling like a river flow now. With her back against the door she slid down to the floor. How could he kiss her of all people? He knows what she's said and done to her and her sister. Why would he even want to breath the same air as her? It doesn't matter in Claire's mind if she kissed him first. He kissed her back. She couldn't call Kitty. She was on her date with Pietro. She couldn't ruin her sister's day because of her.
Their father was right, no one would ever love her. Kitty loved her though. Kitty was always someone that would love her to the end. She stood up and went over to her and Kitty's mirror. She looked at the girl staring back at her. Wasn't she pretty enough? Wasn't she fun to be around? Why can't she be loved like Pietro loves Kitty? Why couldn't Pyro like her, like she liked him? She clenched her fist on the dresser tightly. Why did this always happen to her? Why does the rug always have to be pulled out from under her? She slammed her fist hard into the mirror, shattering it.
She gasped sharply as the pain hit her. She looked at her hand. All she saw was raw skin with blood coated glass sticking out of it everywhere. Claire didn't scream. She just held her hand to her chest and sank to the floor sobbing. She stood up on her feet again, but made the mistake of looking at her hand too long. So much blood was there. It was everywhere on her besides her hair. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she fainted. She hit the floor with a thud
Ray, Bobby and Jubilee were walking down the hall when they heard a thud come from Kitty and Claire's room. They all looked at each other worried. That didn't sound good. They all sped walked over to the door in a rush. Jubilee knocked quickly. They were worried even more when they remembered Kitty was out with Pietro. It had to be Claire in the room.
"Claire? It's Jubes, Bobby, and Ray, can we come in?" Jubilee called out, fearing for her new friend. Bobby, after hearing no answer, moved his girlfriend a side and barged inside. Jubilee covered her mouth in shock seeing her friend on the floor. The boys rushed to her side in an instant. Ray held her in his arms on the floor as Bobby patted her cheeks trying to see if she'd wake up.
"Claire, please wake up. God, Kitty's going to freak. Claire, hunny, please wake up." Jubilee said freaking out from the doorway. Claire groaned in pain as she started to come through. Jubilee put her hand over her heart in relief.
"Jubes, go get the professor." Bobby told her. She nodded and left before they could tell her twice. The two boys helped her to her feet and over to the bed. Bobby and Ray winced seeing her hand so bloody.
"Claire, what happened?" Ray said speaking up for once since he entered the room. Claire looked at them sadly before avoiding their questioning eyes. She didn't feel like talking. She was so tired. She just wanted to close her eyes and never wake up.
"I got mad." She said softly, so soft they almost couldn't hear her. She looked so dead right now. Neither boy thought they'd ever see that look in her eyes. She was always so happy. She was shy, but her eyes were always so full of life. Jubilee came running in the room with Storm, Wolverine, and the professor behind her. The boys moved out of the way so the adults could take a look at Claire. Storm gasped seeing the shattered glass in the girl's bloody hand. Logan couldn't believe how lost the girl looked right then and there. The professor knew before he could get to the bottom of what happened, they need to take care of her hand. He knew from the two boy's minds telling him that she was passed out on the floor, that she was in no condition to be walking.
"Logan will you bring down to the infirmary please. Ororo and I will meet you down there in a moment." Charles asked looking at his two friends. Logan nodded and picked Claire up in his arms like she weighed nothing at all. Ororo and Charlies shared a concerned look before following after them.
Kitty smiled and smelled her lily as she closed the door. She had the best day so far, but she couldn't wait to see the new happy couple though. Seeing her sister happy was just going to be the cherry to her banana split Sunday. She saw Jubilee rushing down the stairs. She was rushing at her. Kitty held out her hands to try and stop the girl from ramming her. Jubilee caught her breath from running. She had known it was kitty coming home, so she went running.
"Kitty . . . Claire . . . infirmary." Jubilee said out of breath. Kitty's blood ran cold. What happened? Kitty froze. Jubilee wouldn't have any of that though. She grabbed her friend's hand and the two ran to get to the lower levels.
Once they got the glass out of her hand and put in her stitches, they were finished. The professor wheeled in front of the girl and looked her in the eyes. Her lifeful eyes were gone. They were so dead. Right before he spoke, the door to the infirmary burst open and a breathless Kitty and Jubilee ran in. Kitty saw her sister and rushed to her side. She looked at the professor with fear in her eyes. Claire was so happy when she left. What happened?
'That's what I was going to find out Kitty, but maybe you'd be better fit for this task.' Kitty nodded to the professor. He was right. Claire would tell her everything. The professor nodded and he, and everyone else left the room. Leaving the two sisters alone. Kitty, once the door was closed, moved in front of her sister. She didn't like the emptiness look in Claire's eyes one bit. She knew this look too well, and she wanted it to be gone. She caressed Claire's face in her hand and smiled weakly.
"Hey Clairie. It's Kitty. Can you tell me what happened?" Kitty said softly with a sad smile as she looked at her sister. Claire's eyes locked with her sister. No emotion ran through then once, that scared Kitty the most. It was like Claire was there, but then she wasn't at the same time.
"I saw him. I saw him Kitty." She said softly with a blank look in her eyes. Kitty was confused though. Who was she talking about? It wouldn't have been their father. He would never set foot near this place. She could only think of one other man.
"John? Is that, like, who you saw Clairie?" Kitty asked her sister, almost in a plead. She needed to know. She needed to know how she could fix this. Claire closed her eyes, holding back another sob as she shook her head.
"No . . . Pyro." Claire said just above a whisper. Kitty knew then something really bad must have gone down, but what? Claire never called John Pyro, never. Kitty watched as her sister's eyes opened. They drooped tiredly. She was exhausted.
"You sleep Claire. I'll, like, fix everything." Kitty said, helping her younger sister lay down in the bed. Kitty was about to leave when Claire didn't let her hand go. She turned to face her sister. Her heart broke seeing Claire now.
"You can't fix it this time Kit." Claire said softly as her eyes closed. Kitty knew she couldn't, but she was going to try her best to be there for Claire and stand by her side. She walked back over to the bed her sister was currently laying down in. She climbed into the bed, her back against the wall. Claire clung to her sister, silent tears running down her cheeks. Kitty just wanted, no needed to, make it all better. Claire didn't deserve this at all. She gently played with Claire's hair as she slept, moving it out of her eyes. She knew the other's had gotten home by now. Did she want John to see Claire? She shushed her sister softly as she started to whimper in her sleep. Kitty needed to protect Claire. She needed to protect her from the one person she had thought she'd never have to. One Saint John Allerdyce.