Okay… This is my summary of the story. Basically, I thought it would be interesting to write a story about Chloe's life, and why she seems to try and stay away from everyone. I'm just going to let this story write itself, but I think it will come out a little dark. I'm also not sure about when it's going to end, but most likely sometime after she leaves with Morris at the end of season five. Please review! I also like constructive criticism on how to make my stories better, so if you have any ideas…please tell me!
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
"Beep"
"Beep"
"Beep"
A hand reached out from the covers of the bed and hit the clock as hard as it possibly could. Why was the alarm even set? There was no reason to even wake up early today, but it was too late, she was up, and there was nothing she could do about it. She reached up to turn on the lamp next to her bed, and saw that the clock only read 7:30. She never got up at 7:30, even when she had to get up early. Slowly, she slipped out of her bed and onto the chilly hardwood floor. She searched around for her fuzzy blue slippers, and when they were found, walked over to her desk, where she kept her day by day calendar.
She loved her day by day calendar, it had a different mind boggling question for everyday of the year. No better way to start off your day then with a question most people with above average IQs can't solve. But today, the date seemed to jump out at her more than ever. No, it couldn't be. But it was, and they were going to make her celebrate. It was her eighteenth birthday.
Most people can't wait until their eighteenth birthday, it's the day you jump into adulthood, they day you can do whatever you want without your parents. But Chloe didn't celebrate her birthday. She hadn't in thirteen years, and she sure as hell wasn't going to start now. It was a day of misery for Chloe, it had been for thirteen years, and it probably always would be.
(Flashback)
"Shannon! Shannon! Guess what mommy's making me?" A little girl, dressed in a pink dress and hair bows was jumping up and down in front of her big sister, who was five years older. "What?" Shannon groaned, she was ten, and wanted nothing to do with her five year old sister. "A chocolate cake! Today's my birthday! And mommy promised me a chocolate cake!" Shannon walked out of the room, Chloe had been talking about her birthday for months now, and Shannon didn't want to hear about it anymore. Walking quickly so as Chloe couldn't catch up to her, she heard her parents fighting in the next room. Shannon couldn't make out what they were saying, but she was certain they were drunk. She turned around, because she knew Chloe would be coming down the hall any minute, and as much as she found her sister annoying, she loved her sister, and didn't want her to hear. Christmas had only been a few weeks earlier, and as the sisters received their presents, Lucy, the girls' mother had promised each of them to make a secret Christmas wish. Chloe's wish had been for her parents to stop fighting, she had whispered it in Shannon's ear afterwards. This made Shannon cry, knowing that the wish would probably never come true.
Chloe had just turned around the corner now, her blonde hair trailing behind her. Shannon ran to get her away from the noises of her parents, but it was too late, their parents had stepped out of the room, and saw their daughters standing there. Their father, Simon, began yelling at them immediately about eavesdropping. The two girls tried backing away, but it was too hard, their father had his drunken glare fixed on them, and he wasn't about to let them get away.
It was Chloe who said the wrong words. "Mommy? Have you finished my chocolate cake yet?"
Now her parents, especially her mother, were mad. "Is that all I'm good for? Baking stupid cakes? Well I've had it! I hope that I never see any of you again!" Lucy stopped screaming at her children, and towards her husband. "Simon where are the keys?" Simon stayed silent, afraid of what was to happen. "Give me the fucking keys, Simon." Lucy reached down his pocket, until she found the keys. Then she grabbed her handbag and left. The sound of the family's only car was heard as Lucy drove away, not to be seen by her family again.
Simon was enraged by his wife's leaving of the family and promptly placed his hands over Chloe's neck. "It's all your fault you little" His voice was interrupted by Shannon's "Dad! Its not her fault. Don't hurt her!" Simon released his grip on Chloe and turned to Shannon. She didn't survive the hit to her head.
(End Flashback)
Chloe slowly opened the window blinds in her room, it was snowing. But even the snowflakes looked menacing and evil. Its like the one day I'm supposed to enjoy hates me, she wondered to herself. It was true, every birthday since her fifth had been a disaster, who was to say this one wouldn't be.
She meandered into the kitchen, where she was greeted by Margaret and Colin. Margaret and Colin were her current foster parents, they were also the foster parents that had kept her the longest, which wasn't much to say. Well, they weren't really her foster parents anymore, now that she was eighteen.
"Honey, there's no time to eat breakfast, we've got to go!" Margaret said in a cheery old grandma way, even though she was actually quite young. "Got to go where?" Chloe asked. There was really no where for them to go, they lived in the middle of nowhere. "Oh never mind that, go get dressed!" Chloe left the room, now knowing that once again, bad luck would strike her on her birthday.