Sorry. I couldn't come up with a better title...
It was David, Dan. My eyes snapped open and my breath came in gasps.
"Claire! You scared me half to death. I come over to give you your breakfast, and you have your eyes closed, shaking and crying. I have been here trying to wake you for 5 minutes now! Clarie what happened?"
I stare at him blankly. "Clarie! What the hell happened!" I stayed quiet for what seemed like the longest time, staring at him silently.
"Claire", he spoke softly now. "What happened? You worry me more than anyone on this planet. What's wrong?". I sighed.
"I-I don't know. Well I do but..." I stopped. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. Dan rested one of his hands on my cheek, forcing me to meet his eyes.
"You know, Claire, you can trust me. I love you more than myself! Why can't you tell me?"
"I-I can't. You know that, David! Stop telling me you love me! You don't and I know that! Just stop".
I raised my hand and grabbed his, pulling it of my face.
"I don't love you, David. I can't love you or anyone".
I sat up, ignoring the hurt expression on his face. I heard him sigh, almost longing. "OK, Claire. Fine. Here's your breakfast". He handing my a plate with eggs, bacon, sausage and some strawberries. He set down a glass of milk on the table, than walked away, back to the kitchen. Probably to go to give me privacy.
I sigh inwardly. Whatever. He'll get over it. Maybe I'll kill myself while he's busy mopping... Oh stop it Claire! STOP!
Why do my thoughts have to be so controlling!
I picked up the remote of the table and turned the T.V. on. Flipping through the channels, I ate.
~Timeskip~
Turning off the T.V., I got up. A half full plate was held in my hand along with a glass of milk. I walked to the kitchen. The stove was off, but the food still rested in the pans sitting on the stove. I dumped my food into the right pans and grabbed the gallon of milk out of the fridge.
I wonder where Dan went?
The mysterious object was still in the corner, underneath a dark plastic wrap. Iignored it. Whatever it was didn't matter to me are change my life in anyway.
I grabbed a funnel and poured the milk back into its' container.
I placed the gallon back in the fridge and put my glass in the sink with my plate. Turning away from the kitchen, I see Dan standing in the doorway.
"What do you want Dan? I'm being a good girl."
"Claire... I um. I'm sorry".
"For what, Dan? You have nothing to be sorry about," I said annoyed.
"Um, well just-"
"Nevermind Dan. I have somewhere to be. I would like it if you didn't follow me. I ain't a dog."
I ignore the hurt that appears on his face. Walking forward, I push past David and head back up the stairs. He calls after me.
"You know, Claire, I do love you."
I rolled my eyes, but called back:
"No you don't. Don't kid yourself. You tell me this to make me feel loved. I can see that you have a crush on the Rachel girl a block away. I see it plain as daylight. Go bug her. I think she likes you".
"No I don't Claire. And I don't care if she likes me or not. I am not interested!".
Wow, David. Don't like her that much... But he can't, no can ever love me. When will he understand that?
My hand touched the handle to my room and turned the knob. Entering my room, I go to your Arts+Crafts cabinet.
Fingering through the loose papers and books and coloring books scattered around inside. After 5 minutes I found one of my many sketchbooks, some color pencils and markers. I grabbed a bag and put in everything. On my way out of my room I grabbed my favorite royal blue hoodie.
As I walked down the stairs, I couldn't help but notice that David was gone and his keys were gone off the table. I laughed to myself. He took your advice, such a first.
By the door, you sling the strap of your bag over your shoulder. You open the door and smile as the cold wind hits your face and makes your hair fly in you face. Closing your eyes, you walked down the steps and into the snow, entering the forest a few paces later.
What does Claire find? Nah, this isn't a scary scary story where the person ends up dead in the forest. *sigh* Does that matter? idk... Sorry for the long update. If you read my latest update in Be Yourself, you would know why.
If you have an idea for the chapter name, can you tell me? I'm not so good at title names...