My Very Own Fairy Tale
Disclaimer: I do not own heroes nor any of the characters included in this fanfiction. If I did I would be rolling in the money $$
Notes: WestXClaire Pairing, don't like it, don't read it. But . . . Please review please :D
The Not So Perfect Family
Claire yawned, her mouth opening wide as she did so. Coming out of her slumber she opened her eyes, gently wiping them with her hands. She placed her feet on her floor walking towards the door. She started to head towards the stairs, hungry for some food. Her delicate feet stood on the cold marble floor. She flinched at the coldness and ran back to her bedroom, the warmth made her shiver. Searching under her bed she found her favourite pair of slippers. They were pink and fluffy with two little bears on them. (Her father had got them her when she was 14, they were a happy family then, she thought no one would ever be able to separate them. Things have changed.) Slipping her slippers on ever so gently she plodded down the tall winding stairs that were in her California home. She continued down the stairs into the kitchen smelling the aromas of freshly cooked pancakes as she walked by.
"Hey, honey, didn't know you were up yet, hope you don't mind its pancakes for breakfast."
She yawned; Sundays were her favourite day of the week, no school and all day to see West. But this Sunday would be different, she was going to have to tell him, tell him about the lies, the deceit. She couldn't do it anymore, lying to everyone around her, it was killing her.
"Its okay, Pancakes are good"
She smiled a fake smile; this smile was becoming accustomed to her as she was using it that often. The curly haired woman walked over to the dining table and placed a plate of pancakes ladled with golden syrup, Claires favourite. She sat down before the golden brown pancakes on the table, sitting down she put a piece in her mouth, chewing it slowly. She looked down at the food in front of her. It was her favourite food, so why didn't she want it. A funny feeling in her stomach bubbling up. Thinking about the old times her head falling slowly onto the wooden pine table, eyes slowly closing, drifting back to sleep.
The Bennet family residence – Odessa Texas – 1 year ago
Two minutes to five, the time of Noah getting home from his business trip with Primatech paper. Claire had been waiting all day for him to get back; it was finally time for her to see her beloved Daddy again.
"Daddy's home, Claire bear"
His voice, she hadn't heard it in so long. So he wasn't her real father, it didn't matter; he loved her with all his heart that's what really matters. Running up to him she wrapped her arms around him, clinging on as if there was on tomorrow.
"Have you missed me?"
He smirked, pushing his spectacles onto his nose more.
"Missed? I've been lost without you"
She grinned resting her head on his chest. No one could ever separate them for the world. The perfect family!
The 'Butler Family Residence – California – Present day
"Honey, sweetheart, wake up, your pancakes are going cold"
The familiar, warm voice of her mother called, she must have fallen asleep while eating, a rather stupid thing to do in my opinion. Claire blushed.
"Sorry, mom"
She said softly, embarrassed at the very thought of falling asleep. She quickly ate the rest of her pancakes; the taste of cold pancakes wasn't a nice one.
She thought about the dream she had, tears rolling down her eyes. Why couldn't life be how it used to be? No lies, no pretending you were someone you weren't. Running upstairs her slippers falling off her feet, falling down the stairs in the process. The cold feel of the floor wasn't an issue any more. She flopped down on her bed, water droplets falling down on her pillow. This was the time to tell West about her dad, it would be hard to explain but she had no other choice. He might not like it; it was a chance she had to take. Taking a tissue from the box besides her bed she wiped her eyes, sniffing loudly. She wrapped her dressing grown around her tightly, wishing there was someone she could tell her problems to. The only friend she had in the world was West and she couldn't even tell him, not yet.