I don't own the characters or the show

I don't own the characters or the show.

--Part: 8.

Clu looks over at me and gets up from where he's sitting and comes to sit right next to me. Oh no.

"You are allowed to talk to me you know." I never heard him sound so pissed in my life. Didn't he understand I didn't want to talk with him? Wasn't my avoiding eye contact and just flat out rude behavior not clear enough?

"I know." He looks at me excepting more words to come out of my mouth but I still have nothing to say.

"Look Fi I made a mistake I know that. But don't throw away our friendship because of it."

"I thought you were better then that Clu." I couldn't continue ignoring him especially after that comment.

"I never claimed once to be God."

"That's for sure." I say quite sarcastically.

"Damn it Fiona! Haven't you ever done something that you later regretted?"

"Not something like that. I'm not that stupid."

"Now I'm stupid!? I don't know what I was thinking of all my friends and family I excepted you to be the most helpful to me."

"I never called you stupid just your actions. What about Jack? He seems to be ok with the situation. Or Carey?"

"Yeah Jack is who in complete denial that I have a problem. And Carey who hovers my every move and keeps on giving me print outs on the dangers of drugs." It was nice to know that he realized he had a problem, most hide and deny this kind of stuff. But I suppose facing it head on is a Clu quality. The ball was in my court, should I continue with the whole I don't give a damn routine or be his friend?

"What do you except me to do?" Well I thought I might as well ask what he wanted.

"Nothing. Just be my friend." A simple request that I honestly wasn't sure if I wanted or was possible of doing. Just then at the same exact moment Carey and Jack come back into the room from opposite entrances. Clu moves back over from where he was previously and continues doing whatever he and my brother were doing. Carey just stood in the doorway looking at us, he had something to say but wasn't ready.

"What's doing on?" I figured I would give him a little push.

"I have to go to the hospital." That got everyone's attention, even mom left the secret hiding spot.

"Why what happened?" She asked.

"My friend was in a minor car accident so I'm going to go visit him." Ever since my dad died in a car wreak those words send terrible shivers down her spine, that's why Carey made sure he said minor.

"Come on Clu we need to go."

"I don't want to. Your not my babysitter."

"Clu I'm not doing this with you not now!"

"He can stay here for a little bit, I'll drive him home in about an hour." Whoa! Mom was going to let him stay!?

"Thanks Mrs. P!"

"Are you sure Molly?"

"Yeah it's fine. I hope your friend is Ok." Carey left after that. And things in the living room went on like normal. If mom was able to forgive Clu, and Carey was able to trust him without his supervision, why couldn't I? I knew why but it was a stupid reason. I was just getting a strange feeling, a sixth sense if you will, that I should not trust him and to watch my back. Come on this Cluette Anthony Bell the most loveable and trustable guy in the world! No matter how many times I told myself that I couldn't rid the unknown feeling. And until it was gone I couldn't be his friend.