So lets say I was really confused about it all, and I'm trying to get rid of all the chapters already betaed even if theyre interlocked with the ones that aren't… I m a disaster
Enjoy!!
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Roy and Claire had spent the whole night outside. After Claire fell asleep Roy eventually did as well, but they both were woken abruptly by a pretty loud shout, followed by a girl scream.
Jean busted through the door with nothing but a sheet wrapped around his waist and found Roy and Claire in his door.
"Roy! Claire! What did I do to her?!" He shouted. He looked paranoid.
"I'm actually not very shu-" He started but was silenced by Claire knobbing her elbow on his ribs.
"Where's Antoinette?" Claire asked with a worried face.
He didn't say anything but looked inside the room with the same paranoid face.
Claire busted inside the room to find that same expression in her face. She was covering herself with Jeans shirt and was seriously questioning what she did last night.
"Claire I. What happened?" Claire had no idea how to answer that.
"I, well you … you and Jean." She looked out the door where he was still standing holding the sheets as tight as he could around his waist. Then Roy came in.
"Claire could I have a word with you in private." She felt thankful for that.
He pulled her elbow and dragged her to the aisle outside, far away from Jean as well.
"Claire what are you doing?" He asked nailing her to the wall; in the dark her eyes looked almost as dark as Her's
"I, I have no idea." She was stunned; his eyes were illuminated by a soft ray of sunlight and looked almost blue.
He grabbed her shoulder rudely and dragged her downstairs to the bar. Just by looking downstairs she could start feeling the hangover she was going to get.
"Hi, good morning." Roy said quickly to the lady behind the counter.
"Can I have four bloody maries please."
"Sure." The lady answered and retired to prepare them.
"Okay." Roy answered and stood there just waiting for them.
"What? We're not going to help them, they have no idea of what happened."
"But they will be able to get through with it. You'll see."
Claire stared at him as if he was insane.
"You should know about that. They need to get coherent with each other, maybe we could just remind them a little bit of what went on yesterday."
"Do you remember what happened yesterday?" She asked non-challantly. He hesitated.
"I, well sort of." He wasn't really sure of what had gone on last night and he was starting to feel its side effects.
"Thought so." She sure didn't remember either.
Bu he did remember something, a little. In all his splendorous slumber he had told Claire something.
"Uh, I do. Wait, Claire do you remember something you shouldn't know?" That was a hard question, considering he didn't know himself.
"Like what?" Of course she had to ask that.
"Uh, I don't know."
"Well if you don't know I don't either." Nice answer.
"We should get these to them." She handed Roy two of the coctails and headed back upstairs.
Jean was sitting on the floor outside the bedroom, with an awfully gloomy face. He was pale, confused and hurt… and he felt like throwing up.
"How is she?" Claire asked.
"How are you?" Roy asked.
"I'm a bit out of it, I just can't believe I screwed it up." Claire didn't know what to say to him.
"You don't know if you screwed up." Apparently Roy did.
"What?" He seemed even more confused.
"Yeah, its not your choice to know if you messed up or you didn't, it's her choice." He pointed to the door.
"You guys know how I feel, it wasn't meant to work like this."
"Obviously you shouldn't have suppressed your feelings so long."
"Who could have thought I was going to get drunk one day anyways, I don't like drinking, I don't like gambling I'm a straight man. I don't do that kind of stuff."
"I know." Antoinette opened the door, she was fully clothed now.
Jean couldn't say anything, he didn't feel like it, he just stood up in his sheet managed clothing.
"I, I … I'm sorry. I swear I had no idea-."
She shushed him and placed a finger on his lips.
By now Roy and Claire had sneaked downstairs.
"Last night was fine, even if I don't remember much or if I feel like sleeping half day and puking the other half." He chuckled.
"Yeah me too."
"You know I love you."
"No I didn't." He never wanted to assume anything, not jump to the wrong conclusions just because he had a hunch.
"Well now you're sure." She hugged him and he kissed the top of her head.
"You have no idea how long I've waited."
"I have a hunch."
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There! done, I'm just filling a few holes before I get to the real chapters. I'm sorry if it was short.
Thanks for reading I hope you liked it and please review.