"Thought you were dead (along with all the rest of them, who I love, really? surprise, surprise)."
Her eyes (that used to light up at the sound of someones giggles that no longer is here) are dull, the only thing that I can see is anger.
It fills up every inch of them, they almost turn red at the names 'Kate and Aaron' and it's clear as day that this small little creature is no longer Claire.
"What the hell did you do with Claire (the one I saved, the one I could have loved once-upon-a-time)?"
"She was left behind, by them and now by you, James."
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Dreams are the one thing in my life I can live without (along with island of doom that surrounds me) that sneak up on you when your lest expecting it and never leave you along after that.
(or at lest they do that to me, ever since my world came crashing down with a blinding light that burned our hope away)
"You okay?"
She, Juliet that one that I never truly saw until now, (and is the one I sleep next to each and every night that this stillness hangs over us) asks the same thing every night I wake and expects nothing but the lies that always tell.
"I'm fine, doc, go back to sleep."
(she does, but like always I never do)
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Every night she came (eerie eyes and all, watching me without anything in them at all) on the dot spreading the blame that I easily take on my shoulders, but this time it was a whole lot different.
This time she was in the flesh and no longer waiting in my dreams.
"I have to be dreaming, I have to be, but your here and sadly I'm very much wake, goddamn, Claire what did this freaking island do to you?"
The only thing she left me with, this strange creature before me that I refused to believe was Claire (mama-bear and all of her glow, once back in the days without others and everything in between), was a smile that would put my hair on edge and the truth that was starting me in the face.
"I never said I was Claire, now did I?"