Okee dokee, so here is chapter 14! :) It wasn't too long of a wait, right? 2 weeks? Well, anyway, this is kind of an emotional chapter...it's happy, it's sad, it's angry, it's confused...and so on. And for the person who asked(xXLittle AngelXx), Claire has about 3-5 days left to live.

Disclaimer: If I owned Harvest Moon...I would not be me. Therefore, I do not own Harvest Moon.

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"Jack! We need to talk, now!" I yelled. Now, I wasn't one to just change my opinion because of something one person said, but this was enough to make me furious. After all I've been through, why wouldn't I be? I had finally forgiven Jack, then I find out he might've been lying? No, I refuse to believe that!

Jack looked up from a book he was reading. A book, I realized, that is one of my favorites. I guess we're more alike than I thought. "Talk? About what?"

"Can you please inform Cliff that you weren't lying?" I ordered, pointing to Cliff accusingly. Jack seemed confused.

"Lying about what?"

Cliff decided to answer. "A-About your excuse of why you left C-Claire alone in the f-forest!"

Jack looked between Cliff and I. "Seriously, Claire? You finally hang out with boys, and you get one that accuses me of ridiculous things with no proof whatsoever?"

He was right, of course. I had never had any guy friends when we were little. Now that I think of it…I didn't have many friends at all.

But that was beside the point.

"Is it just me…or are you avoiding the question?" I challenged, hoping that I was right, and Jack would just come out and say he told the truth.

"Of course I'm not! I'm just saying that you happened to pick friends that jump to conclusions too easily," he answered calmly.

"You're s-stalling," Cliff stated blandly. "D-Did you lie to C-Claire, or not?"

"Now, you wait just a moment!" Jack started, but Cliff got angry.

"Did you, or did you not?!" Cliff demanded. Jack looked at me for help.

"Claire! Please calm him down!" he pleaded. I crossed my arms.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were avoiding the question!" I accused him. Jack looked affronted. "Did you lie to me?"

Jack sighed. "No."

Cliff turned to me. "See? He's l-lying again!"

I gave Cliff a warning look. "Cliff…please stop. He said he wasn't lying, and I believe him."

Cliff opened his mouth to argue, but I cut him off. "Please. Let's just go."

Cliff and I headed towards the door when Jack called out. "Claire! Wait!"

I glanced back at him. "Yes?"

"You do believe me, don't you?"

I smiled. "Of course I do! You're my brother. Why shouldn't I?" Wow. Mood change, much?

Jack looked at Cliff uneasily. "Could I speak to you, Claire? Alone?"

Cliff grudgingly left the room. I stepped closer to Jack.

"Claire…I don't think he's the sort of person you should be with," Jack said. I raised my eyebrows in shock.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "No, he's not normally like that! He's usually shy…probably the shyest person in town! I don't know why he got so angered…"

Jack shook his head. "Claire, I'm sure I'm not the only person that's realized this, but-"

"Jack! You're not going to give me a lecture or something, are you?" I interrupted.

"But," Jack continued, ignoring me, "Cliff is acting especially friendly towards you. I noticed it even when you shunned me out of your life. He isn't overprotective over anyone else; he doesn't even talk to anyone else. Why do you think that is?"

"Well," I answered slowly, choosing my words carefully, "I paid attention to him when we first met…"

"Exactly," Jack stated. "Face it, Claire. He's fallen head over heels for you."

Saying I was shocked was an understatement. "Cliff? Seriously? Jack…that's impossible!" I denied. "There's no way in the history of forever that Cliff would fall...in love with me!"

"You never know, Claire," Jack smirked. "He could. Everyone else has noticed…I just can't believe you haven't yet."

"No. He isn't…couldn't possibly be…" I stammered. "Bye, Jack!"

I rushed out of there as fast as I could, ignoring Jack calling after me. I found Cliff sitting in one of the chairs in the waiting room. He couldn't possibly be in love with me…could he?

"Hey, C-Claire," Cliff greeted. "Do you think w-we should g-go back to r-rehearsals?"

Ha, if he did love me, he wouldn't be making me go back to rehearsals. Therefore, he does not love me. Problem solved.

"Unless y-you don't w-want to…" Cliff mumbled.

Never mind.

"But I-I think w-we should," Cliff told me, somewhat confidently.

Why is he sending me mixed signals?!

"Fine," I agreed reluctantly, starting towards the door, "but I won't like it."

Cliff and I silently left the Clinic, taking an immediate left towards the Church. I glanced over at Cliff. He was staring at the ground nervously. A few seconds later, he lifted his head to look at me.

"C-Claire?" he began. "What did…W-What did you and J-Jack talk about…?"

I stopped walking. How should I answer that? Oh, we were talking about how you are in love with me! No big deal! No. But I don't want to lie either…

Cliff stopped as well. Noticing my hesitation, he said, "Was it b-bad?"

I shook my head in response. "No…it wasn't bad… We just…had a simple heart-to-heart conversation." There. That should appease him.

"Well," Cliff shrugged, "I-I guess it's not really any of m-my business anyway…"

I nodded and resumed walking. Cliff followed suit. We arrived at the door of the Church not much later.

Staring at the door, I took a deep breath. "I just realized something."

Cliff looked at me. "Hmm?"

"I realized that…I'm not going in there," I said matter-of-factly.

"Claire…"

"Nope. Not going."

"Claire…"

"I refuse!"

"Claire!" Cliff shouted, finally grabbing my attention. "You're going in there."

"B-But…I don't wanna…" I mumbled half-heartedly. Cliff put his hand on my shoulder and opened the door, forcing me to go inside. Everyone's head turned towards us. I crossed my arms and pouted.

Doctor was the first to react to our appearance. "Excuse me! Just what were you doing out there with Claire?!"

Cliff slowly turned, facing Doctor. I caught a glimpse of Cliff's face. It was pure anger. But it was what Cliff said next that surprised us all.

"I-I…am sick of your crap!" he shouted. My mouth dropped.

"Cliff?!" I exclaimed. I had never…never… seen Cliff stand up for himself. What had finally pushed him over the edge? "What has gotten into you?"

Cliff disregarded this question. Doctor got out of his seat, and made his way towards us, stopping when he was right in front of Cliff.

"How dare you speak to me like that," Doctor hissed. "After all I've done for you!"

"After all you've done for me?" Cliff repeated. "W-What have you ever done for me?!"

"I have protected your darling little Claire, of course," Doctor remarked. "If it wasn't for me, she'd already be dead."

"Y-You take that back!" Cliff demanded. "I haven't done anything to hurt her!"

Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Really. What about the motorcycle? The oven incident? Don't think I didn't find out about that! All the times she was in danger, you were there!"

"Because you told me to be there," Cliff retorted. "Y-You told me to keep watch over her, s-so I did! You are to blame, but you're placing all the blame on me!"

"Then why didn't you actually try to protect her? Sure, you were there. But you didn't ensure her safety."

"Umm…guys?" I broke in. They ignored me.

"You didn't give me a chance t-to," Cliff informed Doctor.

"A chance? I gave you your chance, and you wasted it!"

"Hello…? Earth to Cliff and Doctor!" I interrupted, but to no avail.

"I-If you would just shut up for a minute-"

"Shut up?! I will not shut up! I have no reason to, unless I want to listen to your mindless wanderings!" Doctor insisted.

"HEY!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. Cliff and Doctor ceased their bickering and looked at me.

"Claire," Doctor said somewhat irritatingly. "Please do not interrupt. It is rude. And this fight does not concern you."

"You are such a hypocrite! And a liar!" I shouted at him. "You interrupt people all the time! And I believe this does concern me, seeing as how you are fighting about me!"

Doctor was silent.

"I would like to explain something," I continued. "Everything that happened…was entirely my fault. I was the one that forgot about the cake in the oven. I was the one that rode the motorcycle. I was the one that drugged Cliff's food so he would fall asleep, because he was watching over me every single minute of every single day!"

Doctor looked at his feet, then back up to me. He was speechless. "I…I don't know what to say."

"I would appreciate it if you apologized to Cliff," I suggested, "for assuming he was the bad guy."

"I-" Doctor paused. "I'm sorry, Cliff."

"Thank you," I said impassively. "Now get out."

"You're kicking me out? You can't do that!" Doctor protested. "We're in a Church for crying out loud!"

Doctor looked around at everyone, only to see everybody glaring at him. "…Fine. I'll leave."

He slowly walked around Cliff and me, and went out the door. I smirked, then turned to smile at Cliff. My smile was wiped off my face when I saw that Cliff was now glaring at me. I took a step back.

"You…You d-drugged my food?" Cliff asked with a hint of betrayal in his voice. It was my turn to glance around the room. Everyone, minus Karen, who had helped me drug the food, had turned their glare towards me. Suddenly I was the bad guy.

"Well…yeah," I admitted shamefully. "But you wouldn't leave me alone! I needed to have some time without you breathing down my neck!"

"And l-look how that plan turned out! B-Because you drugged me, you rode the motorcycle, which caused Doctor to hate me. This resulted in having everyone hate me, then everyone hating Doctor. And now they all hate you. Congratulations, Claire. You've just created your own enemy."

Tears threatened to spill over, but I held them back. "So that's it then? You know, I was considering having you become my friend again. But I don't think so anymore!"

"You are so full of it, Claire!" Cliff snapped. I was seriously scared now. Cliff had never acted this way before…to me at least. "Do you only think of yourself? Do you expect special treatment because you're about to die? Because you got the lead role in this stupid play?"

"No… I-" I quavered. "I…"

At this point, I couldn't go on. The tears that I held back overflowed and streamed down my face. My knees buckled, causing me to fall down onto the ground. I covered my face with my hands. I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I looked up at the owner of the hand and saw that it was Karen. Why would Karen be comforting me? Why isn't Mary, or Ann, or even my own sister?

"Come on, Claire," Karen whispered soothingly. I stood up with trembling legs, supported by Karen. She then led me out the door.

Now I know that when I die, I'll die with no dignity…and a broken heart.

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Aww... poor Claire :( Honestly, I had no clue what would happen in this chapter, so I just started writing...and this came out. So, yeah...review, please! :) Next chapter WILL be posted soon, I promise(because it's already written)! :D