I apologise for the long wait! With it being Christmas and New year its been busy at home! Also had an assignment to do and exams coming up to revise for :(. But thought I would test out my new Macbook with another chapter :)

So here's chapter 10 :) I also thank all my readers and reviewers :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing of The Breakfast Club or the Characters etc etc. Just the story.

Claire breathed a sigh of relief as she stepped through the front door of her own home finally. After two days in hospital she wanted nothing more than to be in her own bed and room. The doctors had warned Claire she needed a lot of rest and to start eating again. She had rolled her eyes as the doctor had given her pills to make her 'happy'. She hated the fact she was being labelled as some mad woman at the minute. She sighed as she dropped her bag to the floor. She felt her dad come up behind her and place his hand on her shoulder. She turned and sheepishly smiled.

"You gonna get some sleep princess?" He asked.

"I wanted to see Alison." She said as she yawned.

"Please Claire you need it ring Alison to come round later. She could have dinner with us if you like?" He said smiling. She smiled back.

"Fine, okay then daddy. Would you call her for me?" She asked kissing his cheek. He nodded his head.

"Oh and just one more thing." He said as Claire walked off towards her room. "I don't want that Bender fellow here. He's a bad influence Claire causing trouble at the hospital like that while you were unwell." She turned and opened her mouth to protest but instead stood there looking like a goldfish. He looked at her with a stern look as she closed her mouth and turned round back towards her room. She looked around her room as she entered it glad to be home and as it was left that night she had gone to the arcade with ben. Clothes flung all over the room, makeup scattered on the side and a pile of washing in the corner. She sighed knowing she would have to clean it all up later seeing as her mum had protested to doing it now she was 'old enough'. She sat on her bed sinking into it and bringing her knees up to her chest. She hugged them and put her head down sobbing to herself as she again replayed everything that happened that day in the hospital when John arrived. Tears fell down her face as she remembered the way he had looked at her as he left – shot in the heart - again. It was obvious to Claire that she needed to start taking these pills the doctor had gave her ASAP. She lay down deciding to take them after she had some much-needed sleep in her own bed.

A knock at the door awoke Claire as she grunted into her pillow.

"Yeah come in." She shouted. Alison appeared smiling and clutching some flowers.

"Hey, I bought these for you." She said smiling. Claire stood up smiling and took the flowers from Alison.

"They're beautiful, thank you." She smiled giving her a hug.

"I know they won't make you better but they would hopefully cheer you up." Alison said.

"You've just reminded me! I have to take my pills." She said sighing.

"Pills?" Questioned Alison a confused look on her face. Claire took the bottle off the side and shook two out into her hand. Alison stood there studying her as she grabbed the glass off the side she downed the pills and water. She wiped her mouth before seeing Alison's confused face.

"Yeah I have to take these so I don't feel so upset and crazy anymore… I dunno." Shrugged Claire.

"Are you telling me that you are depressed?" Alison asked concerned.

"I have no idea he just said take these and you will feel better and happier." She said as she studied the bottle. Alison grabbed the bottle off Claire taking a look herself.

"These are anti-depressants Claire." She stated.

"How the hell do you know?" She asked.

"I've had these before, you know with my parents ignoring me and everything and withdrawing from everyone in general well I got to a point when I asked myself did I want to be here anymore? So my doctor gave me these. And then one day I decided on a Saturday to go to school. For what reasons I'll never understand it was like a feeling I had to go or something told me to go. I met these 4 people who changed me and how I see life forever. We had the same problems and we were all similar in one way or another. You guys became my friends and I have never looked back." She said smiling to herself in a dreamy way. Claire couldn't help it but tears welled into her eyes, She couldn't believe that people like she, Brian, Andy and John had helped Alison so much in life. She turned away not wanting her to see she was upset by her story.

"Wow, these pills are shit. You're still crying." She said laughing. Claire turned round smiling widely for the first time in ages as she let the tears fall down again for the millionth time it felt to her.

"They are kinda happy tears to you know." Said Claire. "I'm just glad I've helped you feel better." She smiled and wiped her eyes.

"As you know Andy makes me happy too, but who knows if it will last forever." She shrugged "You need to pick yourself up Claire and realise there are so many people out there that love and want to take care of you – even if John doesn't want to. But you can't wait around forever. Your eighteen go out and have some fun, please for me." She said pouting and giving puppy dog eyes.

"It's just hard you know it feels like he should be here with me. He's like my soul mate to me." She said looking down. Alison grabbed Claire's hand.

"Please try and forget about him. It sure as hell might feel like that now but if you try to let go you will feel so much better." Claire looked over to the ring placed on the side that John had got her. Alison followed her eye line and saw what she was looking at.

"I had already started.' Claire said staring at the ring. Alison smiled.

"Good, why don't we go and sell it?' She asked before raising her hands. "Joking, I wouldn't dream of you selling that. Just in case" She winked. Claire realised how nice it felt to have someone who cared and a best friend who was truly her best friend. Not like her old fake friends who drove her to become the person she wasn't. She was her true self now. But then why didn't she feel happier? A million questions raced round her head as she heard her father shout them both for dinner. She would have to answer them herself later.