Hi guys!
It is such an honor to continue my fanfiction! Thank you, Assassin's Accomplice, for your kind compliments! I promise I WILL do your request! (AA's fanfiction is awesome, by the way! Please read them!)
I'll be writing the next chapters over the week, and I'll be posting them on Sundays. I have a mountain-load of homework (not literally!) every night, so... Yeah...
Anyways, please enjoy Chapter Four of Forever Greatful!
Ch Four
Clive was staring out the window and was interrupted by "an angelic voice", Clive described.
"Clive?"
It was Flora.
"Oh shoot... What should I do...?" Clive panicked. He tried his best to look relaxed and opened the door letting Flora inside the room.
"I-I was noticing that you've been feeling a little down lately, so I baked these for you with Emmy! I thought that if you eat them, you might feel a little better. I haven't tried them yet, so these might not taste good..." said Flora, with a worried look on her face.
"Flora made these... for me...?" Clive thought. "Oh, I know my face is getting redder..."
"Um... I will just put these over here, ok?" said Flora, pointing to the table and left the room.
Clive was so nervous that he could not respond. He was as stiff a thick piece of wood. "Ugh, I can't believe myself... What an idiot I am to not respond!" he thought.
As he at the cookies, Clive could feel her kindness with every delicious bite.
"Good lord, I think I'm falling for her more..."
Clive lied down on the bed, drew out his journal from his bag, and began to write about the day so her until he fell asleep on the bed...
A couple minutes later, Flora entered the room and looked at the clean white plate on the table.
"Clive... He ate them... All of them! Oh, I'm so glad that he did... I'd be doomed otherwise...! What would I have done without Emmy?"
Flora glanced at Clive who was comfortably sleeping on the bed.
"He must have been so tired," smiled Flora.
Flora put a blanket over him and noticed something.
"What's this?"
She picked up a blue checked-covered journal that said "Clive Dove" on the corner of the cover. She opened it, but then remembered that a lady should not pry into another's private life. She closed the journal with the pen between the pages and noticed something else:
"He has such a handsome face when he sleeps, I must admit..."
Lying down next to him, Flora fell into a peaceful sleep and dreamt a dream that would change her life...
Clive woke up the next morning very early. He remembered that he had to get ready for the job interview that was at 8:00 am sharp. He knew he couldn't blow this one. But then, he noticed that he wasn't at his apartment. He was somewhere else.
"Where am I...?" thought Clive to himself. "I must have fallen asleep at... Layton's house? Oh yes, there was the movie last night..."
Clive looked beside him to snatch his journal. But instead, he found...
"F-Flora?!" he thought. She was quietly sleeping on the soft bed.
"W-Why is she sleeping next to me?!" panicked Clive.
Clive then carefully looked at Flora's peaceful face.
"She's so cute when she sleeps..." murmured Clive.
Then, he heard a giggle.
"That voice...!"
Clive looked behind him to find a shadow by the door.
