Chapter 11 :)

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Claire stomped into the living room standing in front of her dad arms folded.

"I'm going back to school tomorrow." She stated. He looked up from his paper sighing and putting it to one side.

"I don't think that's a good idea Claire honey." He said looking over his reading glasses. She stood there glaring.

"Why so I can be kept prisoner for a few more days? I'm fucking sick of it I want to see my friends and get back to normal life OK dad, is that much to ask!" She exclaimed.

"Watch your language! It's only been a week since you got home. You need more time to adapt to things." He said.

"No I don't I take these pills blah blah and you've seen me eat all week! And do you know why? Because I am sooooo bored!" She huffed.

"It's good you're eating." He simply said.

"Look I just want to go back to school! OK!" She shouted. He stood up arms crossed. Just as her dad was about to argue back the door opened and Claire's mum walked in.

"Hey… erm what's going on here?" Claire's mum said noticing both Claire and her husband both stood up arms folded.

"I'm going back to school mum." She turned and said. Her mum nodded and smiled.

"But come on she isn't ready!" Her dad said to her mum.

"How was your meeting mum?" Claire asked completely ignoring the subject they were just discussing.

"Good." Her mum nodded and sat down. Claire's mum had kept her promise that day at the hospital. She had been going to meetings with other people who liked to drink. Even Claire had noticed what a better person she was becoming. Not having to put her to bed when she got in from school because she was so drunk, she was now sat with them eating tea and going to bed with her husband and hadn't touched drink for a few days (With the help of people and medication). Her dad sighed defeated.

"Right well Claire you have to promise me that if you want to come home, you come home OK?" Her dad said. She rolled her eyes.

"Dad, I'm not a little kid anymore. I'm eighteen and I need to make my own decisions in life." He nodded as Claire walked to her room shouting goodnight. If she was going back to school she needed and early night.

Walking back up her school steps felt for once felt good to Claire. A few people looked at her confused, a few smiled at her and a few gave her the usual dirty look her way. She hadn't told her friends she was coming back she wanted to show up and surprise them. She walked up to a familiar figure in the hallway in his jumper and trousers tapping him on the back.

"Claire!" Brain exclaimed picking her up and hugging her. Claire's cheeks glowed red and she realized everyone was looking at them.

"Brian, put me down." She whispered out the corner of her mouth plastering on an awkward smile looking at everyone else. He finally placed her back down.

"You have no idea how much we have missed you! All of us." He said nodding down the hall to the two figures rushing down hand in hand. Andy rushed up again picking Claire up. She rolled her eyes again seeing the faces that looked at her oddly again.

"Come on guys, it's only been a week." She said as Andy put her down.

"Yeah but its felt like forever." Said Andy as Alison hugged her.

"It's just good to have you back." Alison said breaking away and smiling. They all walked down the hallway as a four. Smiling, laughing and back as the breakfast club. Minus one who casually leaned on his locker smoking a cigarette as he saw the four approach. He noticed that for once there weren't just three of them. He froze and his stomach tightened, his breath caught in his throat. He looked down as for the first time in his life he had nothing to say; he didn't know what to say. Andy slapped John's shoulder as he walked past as usual with John looking up at him nodding then looking back down at the floor. Claire sighed as she saw he took no notice of the fact she was back. She felt nothing but guilt for the way she acted towards him sometimes. But he was just as bad towards her. He looked back up as the four walked past. He saw Claire look back and shrug at him. He popped his cigarette back in his mouth taking a huge drag, dropping it on the floor and putting it out.

"I fucking hate this school." He said to himself leaning back on his locker and closing his eyes. School felt like prison to him. He hated Veron but the feeling was mutual between them. He couldn't escape Claire here either. He had missed her that week she hadn't been in but it had also been a relief to not have to face her.

"Bender!" A voice echoed down the hallway. He rolled his eyes before seeing Vernon.

"My office please." He said pointing at the direction of his door. John saluted at him sarcastically as he put his glasses on and started walking.

"Where were you this morning?" One of John's friends questioned as he sat down for lunch.

"My usual run in with Vernon and just another detention for apparently littering the halls with my cigarette butts." He said coolly. His friend rolled his eyes at him and went back to eating the crusts of his sandwich. John looked at him oddly noticing what he was doing and shook his head frowning. He saw Claire come in and take her usual seat with a tray of food.

'At least she's eating.' He thought to himself as he watched her from afar. He noticed her take out something from her bag under the table, what looked like a small tub of pills. She shook the tub and the secretly took two trying to not draw attention to herself. But as she swallowed and saw John looking at her she froze and gulped the last pill down. She diverted her gaze as John saw Ben sit down next to Claire and hug her. But she continued to look down ashamed that she had been caught even though she had no reason to be.

Claire was rummaging through her locker as usual trying to find her book for her next class. She seriously needed to clean it out. What she didn't realise was behind the open locker door stood John. The bell rang for next class.

"Shit, shit, shit." Said Claire to herself panicking as she dug deeper to the back. The hallways cleared and she huffed knocking things out onto the floor including her pills. She sighed and bent down to pick them up noticing two feet and a pair of legs. Slowly she stood up and moved the locker door to the side. She glared at John.

"Will you leave me alone please?" She said angrily. He grabbed the pills of Claire.

"What the fuck are these Claire?" He questioned. She grabbed them back.

"It's none of your god damn business. Now fuck off."

"Your not on drugs are your Claire?" He asked.

"They obviously have a medical label on Bender and yes they are drugs." She said sarcastically pointing to the label.

"What are they?" he asked.

"Can you stop with the questions already! It's nothing to do with you!" She shouted.

"You can be such a bitch Cherry." He sneered lowering his face to hers. That was it. She struck him straight across his cheek.

"What the hell is going on out here!" Screamed Vernon. John was too shocked to even look at Vernon. He stood there caressing his cheek Claire had just slapped, redness beginning to appear. Tears filled Claire's eyes.

"For Gods sake Bender! Can you not just for once be in trouble, get to class now!" Vernon screeched. He turned to Claire.

"Miss Standish. My office if you please." He said annoyed. She nodded picking everything up from the floor and shoving it back into her locker, pocketing her pills. She saw John turn round walking backwards as he looked at her still cupping his cheek. Flipping him off she turned round and walked the opposite way.