[A/N:] I am so so so sorry it took me so long to update but I was focused on my KimxJared story that I finally finished and I could not think of what to put in this chapter. I have severe writers block for all of my stories, honestly I have written this chapter six different times and this is the best I could get it. I am sorry again and the next update might be a while. Please review if you have any ideas. All feedback is greatly appreciated.
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Chapter 4
CPOV
Steven drove me to La Push the next morning in the stroppiest mood ever. He was sulking like a child would. It was ridiculous.
"Look Steven what is your problem? The car breaking down wasn't my fault!"
I eventually said breaking the silence.
"No Claire, of course not." He sneered sarcastically. "Nothing is ever your fault is it! Don't be so stupid Claire!" He shouted at me. Thankfully by this time were in La Push.
"I'm not, I don't get what your problem is Steven." I mumbled holding back the tears.
"This is all your fault, it has nothing to do with me. If you knew how to be a decent girlfriend we wouldn't have any problems!"
"Let me out." I mumbled. He had slowed down but never stopped.
"Don't think you can tell me what to do Claire!" He screamed. He was fuming now and I was scared of him. The worst thing was I realised that this wasn't the first time that I had been scared of Steven.
I quickly opened the door and jumped out onto the footpath. Steven pulled into a space ahead of me and stormed towards me.
Could I turn around and run? I wondered. My escape attempts were cut short as I felt something tightly grab onto my arm.
Steven stood before me glaring down at me.
"Steven let go…you're hurting me." I looked into his eyes trying to find my boyfriend in the shell of the man stood before me. His eyes softened slightly but his face remained hard and an internal debate seemed like a bad thing right now.
For a long moment it was silent between us but his eyes became hard again and he gripped me tighter and I, having very little liking to being manhandles snapped at him.
"Steven let go of me NOW." I struggled against him.
"Do. Not. Pull. Away. From. Me. Like. That." He said slowly like he was talking to a child that couldn't understand but there was a strong undertone of menace in his voice.
I pulled my arm roughly out of his grasp leaving do doubt in my mind that there would be a finger mark bruise on my arm tomorrow.
"Hey…Claire…" A voice from beside us said calmly. I turned my head around slightly and saw Jack standing there with Clark not far behind him.
"…is everything okay?" He asked
"Fine! Not that what MY girlfriend and I do is any of your business!" Steven snapped at him. I ducked my head trying to hide the unshed tears in my eyes.
"Oh screw this. I'm going now." Steven muttered and then he left while glaring at all of us.
I looked up and saw Jack shaking quite violently. Clark put his hand on his shoulder and gave him a meaningful look.
"Sorry about Steven." I said in a low tone but they both heard.
Clark nodded and motioned for me to follow him to the garage and Jack followed us. I felt awful. I didn't know what they thought of me and I was so embarrassed and ashamed.
I walked through the door rubbing on my arms where Steven had grabbed me. There were two large red marks. I saw Jack staring down at them and then he was shaking even worse again. Clark grabbed and pushed him out the door.
"Sorry Claire, he isn't feeling well today. I'm going to take him home. Quill or Jay will probably be here in 5 minutes so feel free to sit down and wait. I'll be back in about an hour okay?" He didn't wait for a reply he just fled the premises incredibly quickly. I hoped Jack was okay.
I just couldn't believe Steven sometimes. He was so possessive and controlling here but was always okay when we were in San Francisco.
I was drawn away from my thoughts when I saw photographs on the wall. There were loads of them, the whole wall was covered.
I walked over and looked at them all. Everyone looked so happy and together.
"Helllooo?" A woman's voice called from the front of the garage after ten minutes.
She was tall with long dark hair. She was beautiful but she had three long scars that went down one side of her face placing it in a permanent half grimace. I knew her, she was familiar to me. She made me feel strangely comfortable.
"Err, Hi?" She stopped and stared at me with a strange expression on her face.
"I'm um, I'm waiting for Quil or uh Jay… my Car broke down yesterday and … uh, Clark and Jack just disappeared and uh um….?" I babbled on.
She still didn't say anything and I was a little scared and worried. I wanted her to be okay.
"Are you alright?" I asked taking a step closer to her.
"Oh Claire! It's so great to see you!" She said pulling me into a tight hug. She noticed my hesitation and pulled back slightly but let her arms remain on my shoulders.
"Oh you probably don't remember me… sorry I should have introduced myself it's just I haven't seen you in years and we have all missed you so much!" she said hugging me again.
Suddenly I was thrown back into a childhood memory. I was playing outside a small yellow house with a cute white picket fence when I had fallen and scraped my knee. The tears streamed down my face as I rushed into the house. Hearing my cries a woman came around the corner and enveloped me in her arms. "Oh, Claire, what happened?" I sobbed into her shoulder while she tried to soothe me.
I then I heard a panicked voice from behind me as Emily handed me over to a pair of very warm arms. I immediately stopped crying and soon fell asleep in the arms of the person I was most comfortable and happy with.
Coming back to the present I knew who she was. "Aunt Emily?" I asked.
She smiled widely at me and hugged me for the third time.
"Well I had to tell you that something came up and none of them will be back for at least an hour if not more so I have to close the garage." At my frown she continued. "But don't worry, you can come to mine and we can catch up and you can meet your cousins! Oh Claire I'm just so glad you are here! Are you here for long?" She asked leading me out and into her car.
"Actually no, I'm uh, I'm leaving tomorrow."
"We were only here for a few days…"
"Oh. Well, at least you are here now…" She mumbled frowning.
I got in the passenger side and she drove to the house from my memory only now there was a large extension built into the side of it. It was neatly kept with a few children's toys across the front lawn. It reminded me of the guy that had comforted me in the memory. I couldn't remember anything more about him and this gave me an almost intolerable sinking feeling.
She led me into the kitchen and I sat down bracing myself for a long chat.
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