I'm back! Missed me?
Sorry about the long wait! But... Yeah... I have no excuses.
Well, the reason I decided to update was because I had the test today, which'll basically evaluate wither I'm going to a good high school or not... :P If I get bad points, I'll probably have to go to Juku, and I'll NEVER get to update... and that'll suck...
I really hope you like this chappie! I personally like it :)
Eve's POV
I was torn, whether I should go after Shane or go talk to my (dead) friend. I knew I should've gone after Shane, but my legs wouldn't carry me that way. My mind and heart was already made up.
I slowly stood up. I was scared that if I did any sudden movements, my Claire Bear would be lost once again. I heard Michael's seat screech.
I held my hand out for his. We needed each other for this. He took my hand in his, and started leading us towards the table where Claire and her friends sat. She was laughing about something one of the boys said. The Goths eyes looked up to us, as if sensing our eyes on her.
There conversation dyed out by the time we stopped in front of their seat. They all had a guarded expression, hunched into themselves. Did they expect us to hurt them?
I was originally planning to say something Grammy worthy. Something heart warming. But all I could croak out was, "Claire…?" I felt my eyes start to water. I kept chanting in my mind, I will not cry, I will not cry!
Claire's guarded expression turned into a surprised one. Then it turned into suspicion. "Yes?"
My desperation climbed to its peak. She didn't remember us… She didn't remember us… "It's me, Eve! You're BFF!" When nothing clicked in her, I still went on, ignoring Michael's warning glances. "We used to talk boys; I used to do your hair! We freaking lived under the same roof! For two years! You can't forget that! Not so easily!" I started screaming with tears running down my cheeks, ruining my makeup making me look like a character from a horror film.
Still nothing flashed in her eyes. "You must remember Shane then! Your boyfriend? If you really loved him, you wouldn't have let the some stupid Myrnin voodoo forget about him! You would've found a way! Why did you give up? Why Claire? WHY!?" I was shouting in her face, breaking down. Why…? Why Claire, just tell me why…?
Michael wrapped his cold arms around my waist. To either stop me from lashing out at them, or to prevent me from falling to my knees and beg for her to remember, I don't know, but I was relieved to know he was there.
Claire was looking down at her hands on her lap. She looked confused and terrified. Terrified? Our Claire wouldn't be scared about such small thing…
One of the boys (I think his name was Derek) stood up and looked at me with a disgusted look on his face. He looked over my head at Michael. "Dude, get your girlfriend under control. She's scaring my girlfriend."
Michael ignored him and whispered sweet words in my ear, trying to calm me down. But the Derek's words were still stuck in my head. HIS girlfriend… HIS girlfriend…
That made me snap.
Claire's POV
One moment, I was having a nice evening with my friends before I know it, I'm shouted at by a crazy woman. Couldn't my day get any better?
But Derek held my hand under the table, giving me gentle squeezes when the screaming got loud and personal. I didn't understand what she was talking about though. I've never met a person named Eve, or a guy named Shane.
When Derek stood up for me, I was thankful. But at the same time, I felt like it was mistake to do such thing. But it wasn't… right?
The pale guy, who held the crazy woman, pulled her away from our table and out of the mall. I felt a little pang of… what? Loss?
My feelings were making me very confused. It must be from the stress.
"Are you OK?" Derek's hand caressed my cheek, flashing me his worried blue eyes.
Derek and I have been friends since we were children. We grew up in the same neighborhood, went to the same elementary school, middle school and high school. Even though Derek's two years older then me, I managed to skip years so I was in the same grade as him. We started going out during our sophomore year. School was getting a little too easy for me, so my parents were contemplating wither to send me to college a few years early, or make me endure another few years of high school. I had managed to talk my parents into the latter, but if I had went to college, my mom had said she would've sent me to a school in Morganville. Where ever that was. She had said her sister lived there. I hadn't even known that she had a sister until then.
"Claire?" Ava's warm, worried voice brought me back to myself.
"I'm fine. Just a little shaken."
Ava was like a sister to me. Even though with her Goth look she looked intimidating, she was actually a really sweet girl with a good heart. She too lived in the neighborhood as was Peter, who sat next to Ava with a mutual worried look. Ava and Peter were the same age as Derek. But sometimes, I couldn't help but think I was the most experienced in life. Even with though they all had their pros and cons, I loved them. The three of them were like family to me. I could count on them.
But why do I feel like I should be in another's embrace?
Shane's POV
I ran and ran, not knowing where I was headed. I bumped into people in the street, but only grunted an apology. None of them came running after me though. Must've been luck.
I couldn't help laughing hysterically. Luck? If I had any luck, Claire wouldn't have died. She would be right next to me right now, hugging me… Telling me lies that everything would be OK…
I felt totally empty now. I envied the time when I could even joke with Michael. Now, knowing that Claire was alive but didn't remember us, it was just worse.
But if Claire's happy, I could live with it. It might hurt, but I can live with it. She would be safer here, out of Morganville. She could have a life without always having to worry. Yes, I can live with that…
That was what I told myself. It was my second farewell to my Claire…
So, what did you think?
Yeah, my writing got sloppy and messy and hard to understand, and I'm sorry about that... I have't been writing for a while and skills are dimmed... especially since I don't live in America anymore, I'm not surrounded by native speakers and I'm starting to lose my English... Uh...
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