Disclaimer: I don't own the clique!! I don't even own this computer!! I hope you like this chapter!! (I was listening to Only One by Yellowcard and runaway by cartel!!)

The "Old" Block Estate

The Guest House

8:01 PM

November 5th

Claire lay on her bed taking pictures of the her navy colored finger nails against her new comforter. Cam was trying to talk with her on aim. She just could not get up off her bed though. She did not have enough strength to break the connection between them. Did he not know she could not get over him until he left her alone? She had to get over him.

Claire sighed and rolled over on her stomach and traced the patterns that now decorated her walls. Boxes were scattered across the floor because Mr. Block was moving them to the new estate. Kendra seemed happy to be rid of them but Massie looked close to tears when Claire had told her that afternoon. She knew Massie would not talk about it with anyone else, except for Bean though and now she was gone. Claire needed to talk to someone but the only person she could think of, she had permanently broken up with.

Claire could not get the feeling out of her head that she was making a big mistake. What if she never got over Cam? No one could ever measure up in her mind. A hollow feeling burrowed into her chest, making each breath strained. Tears rolled down her cheeks but this time, she let them fall. She missed Cam, even after he broke her heart and went out with Olivia. She did not forgive him yet, but she was willing to try if he wanted to.

All of her skin was crawling, and she wanted to scratch to until it bled. She had been going through this same routine ever since that day. She never let on that it was killing her inside to walk by him everyday without being able to touch him and feel the warmth of his hand in hers.

Downstairs, Judy Lions was humming to Only One by Yellowcard.

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you
You are my only my only one

Here I go so dishonestly
Leave a note for you my only one
And I know you can see right through me
So let me go and you will find someone

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one, no one like you
You are my only, my only one
My only one
My only one
My only one
You are my only, my only one

Claire listened to the lyrics to that song and remembered when Cam used to give her notes. They were all written in his perfect, all-caps handing writing. Whenever he wrote them, Claire felt like his was always there with her, that had always gave her confidence before. Now all of the notes lay folded in a shoebox underneath her dresser, along with her other gifts from Cam.

Claire rolled off her bed, landing on the floor with a thud! She army crawled over to her dresser, pulling out a coach shoebox. Slowly lifting the lid Claire was hit by a wave of Drakkr Noir (I honestly don't care if I spelled it wrong.) Claire's lip began to tremble as she sifted through letters and cds, until she found what she was looking for. It was a torn picture of Claire and Cam lying in the grass at Massie's When Hell freezes over party. One of the many photogues that had been there snapped the pick right after they had run away from the artist who tried to draw a caricature of her and Tiny Nathan. Cam hair was just long enough to curl at the ends and Claire looked happier than she had been in a long time. It was hard to swallow that it had happened one year ago.

Cam kept his eyes on Claire the entire night, never had she felt so special. He always knew what to say and what not to. He always shined when she saw him and . . . and . . .

Claire was in love with him.

Claire sat up in a start.

I love Cam. I want him more than anything I've ever wanted in my entire life.

"Wow." Claire bolted up and scanned her closet Grabbing a royal blue dress and a pair of silver wedges, Claire quickly changed. She flew down the stairs and out of the house. Claire ran as fast as her legs would take her, wedges in hand. Finally, after an eternity, she was in front of his house. Claire put on her shoes and ran up to the door, hoping to god that it would be Cam who answered. Claire ran the doorbell and it was immediately answered.

The door swung oped revealing Cam wearing only a pair of Diesel jeans.

Cam looked super surprised to see her but before he could speak Claire spoke her feelings. "Cam ever since last year, I have known you were different. Not just because of your eyes, or your clothes but because of how you looked at me and how you made me feel. Cam I've been going crazy trying to get you out of my head but I just realized something: It won't ever happen because I became whole when I met you and now I can't go back to the way things were. I love you, Cam." Claire was out of breath from her confession. Cam stood in the doorway awe struck. Slowly he began to walk towards her, his eyes staring straight into a place she was scared to visit her self.

Cam brought his hands up to Claire's face, rubbing her cheeks. Claire closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, breathing in the scent of his skin. Suddenly she felt Cam's lips crash onto hers. Claire responded with every once of passion that had been building up inside of her all these months.

"Cam?!" a voice called from inside the house. Claire broke the kiss to find Kristen standing in the doorway, her eyes filled with tears. Claire turned to Cam with a disgusted look.

"You two are together, aren't you?" Cam did not answer but instead looked down at his beaten up converse. "I can't believe this!" Claire turned and ran into the night. Running away from Cam, Kristen, her problems and herself. She would not be taken advantage of again.

OooooOooOoo. Claire just got burned!! Don't worry things will be looking up soon but I needed a sappy, girl power chapter cause, I'm an actress and I love DRAMA!!

I just got this comment and I thought it was funny! Thank you ME!! (P.S.-I'm being sincere)

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