Am I Right?
WARNING!: This chapter is a little PG-13. It doesn't show anything, just mentions it. Well. Onto the reviews.
Stardust16: Chase how dare you! XD. Bree punishes him in this chapter. Makes him sleep on the couch lol. He made Clara overuse her bionics so he sleeps on the couch XD. And for the one-shot about Spara you can do it! XD. I love reading your stories, and I think you'll make Spara loved by everyone XD.
BeautifulSupernova: Thank you! And I'll be trying to write an emotional one-shot. I've read a few, (Mostly about Chasey dying :( ), and I think I'll give it a try! XD.
Guest: Brighten is Clara's little brother.
ByEmiWithLove: Thank you! XD.
Chapter Three: Bionic Hospital, Discharged, and Old Foes
The ghost of a voice was the only thing inside my skull. I didn't remember anything else, but collapsing. Slowly I began regaining consciousness.
"She's awake! Mr. Davenport, Chase, Bree! She's awake!" I heard the voice of Spin scream. I open my eyes slowly. "Where am I?" I ask, my voice coming out in a croaked whisper. I saw Grandpa Davenport kneel down next to me. "Don't talk," he says. "Your vocal manipulation is messed up," he says. I nod understandingly. I then turned over and saw my parents having a heated argument. That's what got me wondering. They never fight. I used my super hearing to listen in.
"How could you Chase?!" My mom yelled at my father. "I expected you to protect our daughter and you just let her max out her bionics?! I expected more from you Chase," she says, breathing heavily. "I didn't know it would happen Bree!" He says, as calmly as he could manage. I knew he couldn't bare screaming at my mom. "You should've Chase. Otherwise, Clara wouldn't be in the hospital right now," mom says, glaring at dad, who started to say something. "Your on the couch. Two nights," mom says. "Bree! I can't live without my capsule!" Dad complains, groaning. Mom glared at him. "I know you can't Chase. But your sharing a capsule with me now remember? And plus. Leo took over yours. So you have the couch tonight and tomorrow night. No exceptions."
I see my mom walking out of the hospital room, and my dad runs his hands over his face. "What happened?" I manage to ask. "Nothing Clara," dad says, walking over to me. "No!" I manage to cry out. "You and mom never fight. Why now?" I ask. He sighs. "I made you max out your bionics. You haven't had the right training yet, and I acted like I didn't care," he says, tears forming in his eyes. My eyes widen. I'm surprised that the first smartest person on earth would let me do that. I felt hatred, but not for long, since I saw how broken up he was.
"Go talk to mom," I say, smiling at him. I don't know why I was giving a grownup permission to talk to his wife, but I found it funny, and I don't know why. He looks at me, and gives me a small smile, and walks out.
I turn back around to hopefully find Spin, but he's not there. I sigh, and itch my arm. Grandpa Davenport had left to go to another room. I look around, and see my rooms door open, and Spin, Bob, Brighten, and Katrina enter. I try to sit up, but Spin runs over to me and pushes me back down gently on the bed. "Don't sit up Clare," he says. I groan as he pushed me down, but I stayed.
I was discharged from the hospital a day later. I was sitting on the white chair, reading a book. I was also watching my dad set a few things–blanket, pillow, ect– on the couch. I stifle a laugh, and think how uncomfortable it saw to sleep on the couch instead of a warm cozy bed, with mom…
GROSS CLARA! I think. I try to hide an amused giggle, because I'm pretty sure dad could read my mind. He gave me a weird look, and laid down, trying to find a comfortable spot. I couldn't help but laugh, seeing his uncomfortable form.
"Bob! Go away!" I heard my Uncle Leo scream. "Hey. Why's Chase on the couch?" He asks. I roll my eyes. "Where have you been the last few days?" I ask, my eyes rolling. "Um, maybe in the student dorms," Leo says. I roll my eyes again. "I call Chase's capsule!" He yells, running to my father capsule. "So. Bree is available?" Bob asks, getting a weird look on his face. "Bob," dad says, looking at him a mad look on his face. "You better be lucky that I'm exhausted right now, or I won't hesitate to snap your neck." I cringe at that. His voice sounds an awful lot like Spike's. He then coughed and I shuddered. He needs his capsule-bed to prevent from getting sick.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep. After he did, I noticed that Bob was missing. I cursed and ran to my parents room, immediately seeing Bob, trying to flirt with my mom.
"Bob!" I yell, and at that, he turns around. "Really Clara?" He groans. "I was just talking!" "Get out!" I yell, and he sighs and saunters out like a little fat pig.
My mom laughs, and I look at her. "Thank you," she says, laughing. "Welcome mom. And also, dads sick," I say. She crosses her arms. "Serves him right," she mutters. "Mom! Your STILL mad at dad?" I ask, really confused. She would've forgiven him by now. "Isn't it obvious? He made you max out your bionics," she says. I sigh. "It wasn't his idea though. It was Uncle Adam's," I say, sighing. "He still made you max out your bionics," she says, before laying down, trying to get comfortable with her baby bump in the way. I sigh, and walk back out.
I took a bit of cake from the fridge in the room and sat down continuing the read. But at that second, the lights went out and I heard a shriek coming from my moms room. I quickly stood up, and so did my dad. I saw Brighten come out of his room startled by the screech.
We ran to my parents room, and I didn't see mom. All I saw was blood on the bed, and a note on her pillowcase. I walked over there slowly and read the note...
Dear Davenports,
I took Bree, and the hideous creature inside of her. If you want to see her again, come to the Island Of Endless Evil. You have twenty four hours to respond, or Clara is next. Good luck. Or should I say, not-so good luck.
Signed Krane.
Istared at the note, and I could tell my dad was getting mad. He grabbed the note, made a mental photocopy of it, and then ripped it, before turning around and sauntering off to find my grandfather.
Third Person POV
"Set her on the table," Krane demanded, as Giselle and Marcus nod. They plop Bree on the table, and Krane laughs. "Finally! Revenge!" He yells, his fingers crackling with electricity. His face then falls when he realizes he had to wait twenty four hours for the Davenports to respond. He scowled.
"It's okay, Krane," Giselle says smirking. "I can design a robot and you can toucher that until the Davenports call back," she says, already over on her way to the computer. Krane nods, an evil glint in his eyes.
"You don't know what's coming for you Davenports."
Did you guys like that?! XD. Whoa. Nine reviews already? Lol. I'm trying to beat my record of Nineteen chapters, and making this about Twenty Five or so.
I think the note thingy sucked lol. What did you guys think about that?
The faster you review, the faster I type!
Clara: She doesn't type that fast... Usually spends her time daydreaming about 5SOS. And Logan Lerman... And other actors.
Me: Clara! Shut it before I take away your allowance!
Clara: I don't get an allowance though...
Me: You know what I mean!
Please read and review!~Jay Heartly
P.S: Happy Thanksgiving! I won't update this weekend, cause I'll be busy (I've got a horse show) but you guys can follow me on Instagram because I'll be posting pics about it! My Instagram is the_book_without_a_fandom and that_lab_rats_addict ()I think!() but I don't use that one that much. Lol.
I'll see you guys later!
On an unrelated note, if you have an iPhone go to invert colors and find the "sassy-model" picture of Chase smiling in Exo-Skeleton. ITS SO CREEPY OMG! XD.
