Short chapter but I'm just trying to set things up
Hope you like it
It had been three weeks since little Clara Forester had moved into to her new place. She may had lost her best friend and boyfriend before hand but now she had four new house mates. There was sweet Alex, funny Sam, charming Tristan and then there was Jess. Clara couldn't think of one word to describe Jess it wasn't that she was having trouble of finding a word it was that she could think of lot's of words to think of Jess.
Jess could be sweet, charming, smart, every thing you could want in a guy but sometimes he could be the complete opposite. Some of the time Jess would open up to Clara but once he realized how close they were getting he would lock him self away. In the three weeks Clara Forester had been staying at the homely five bedroom house that housed the boys she now had come to think of as friends. She had never felt more at home anyway. However she knew that it was probably not going to last. The guys had only just let Clara on her own live with them. Clara knew they probably would not be happy with the news she was holding in her hand.
"No no no. This can not be happening. No it ca….I…" Clara let out a cry as she looked down at the stick, and then the others that had formed a pile on the bathroom floor. Pregnant that's what they all told her you're pregnant. Clara lost it. She couldn't be pregnant. Well she knew she could, she was pregnant. And the father well the father he was the guy she loved and the guy who cheated on her with her best friend.
"Clara you in there?" asked a voice from the other side of the door, Sam. She couldn't tell him, what would he think? What would they all think? What would Jess think?
Clara quickly grabbed the pregnancy tests and chucked them into a bag and then hid them under the sink. Once she had washed her face she left the bathroom and was greeted by Sam.
"Hey Clara you okay?" he asked looking concerned.
"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just going to pop out before dinner" she told him. She really did need to get out.
"Okay dockie, call me when your finished I'll give you a lift back. Do you want a lift to wherever you're heading?" Sam asked.
"A lift back would be nice but I'll walk there thanks." Clara said bye to Sam and then slipped out without the others noticing.
She could only think of one person she wanted to see at this moment in time. He was going to be its uncle. Not it the baby she told herself. Clara had had some bad times recently but this had to be the worst.
In the end it turned out that maybe going to Finns was a bad idea as she was greeted by a drunken Logan who addressed her as the waitress girl.
"Hello jerk, is Finn in?" normally she would try to be nice but today was not the day.
"Finnnnnnnn, finnnnn" a drunken Logan shouted.
"Yes my love, ohh helloo cara claaaava, Clara" Finn appeared to be just as drunk as Logan, now was not the time to tell him she meet the criteria for a MTV show.
"Hey Finn erm this probably isn't a good time, I'll come back tomorow" Finn replied with a kind of okay and then headed home. Clara did contemplate calling Sam for a lift, but she needed the walk to clear her head. All she could think about was how she was going to tell people but by the time she got home it was obvious that there was four people she wouldn't have to tell.
Because they already knew, she really needed a better hiding spot.