A/N: I suddenly had the inspiration to write again. Sorry it took so long.
"Where were you" Clara's father yelled. Clara stared blankly at the floor. "I won't ask you again, Where were you" He yelled louder. "I was just walking around thinking" Clara whispered. "Walking around thinking, Walking around thinking" he repeated still yelling. "Yes walking around thinking" Clara said getting angry. "From now on you will stay in this house, is that clear" He announced. "But father, that's not fair" Clara whined "What's not fair is having your father worry about his daughter day in and day out" He yelled. Clara silently cried how could her father do this to her. "Now go to your room," he yelled pointing to the stairs. Clara silently walked towards the stairs, ever step made her heart break. Her father silently looked at her walk upstairs he felt angry and sad at the same time. "Where did I go wrong?" He asked himself.
Clara flung herself on her bed and cried. At the moment she didn't hate anybody as much as she hated her father. Ruth came into her room and sat on her bed. "Miss please don't cry" Ruth pleaded. "How can I not cry, my father treats me like an animal" Clara said tears streaming down her face. "That's not true, your father just worries about you" Ruth assured her. Clara knew Ruth was right. "He's scared that you'll run off with somebody that isn't right for you" Ruth continued. "Mr. Griffin will make a good husband for you Clara, you'll see" Ruth said rising from the bed. "No he won't Ruth, no he won't" Clara whispered. Ruth closed the door to Clara's room. Clara fell asleep, but woke at the sound of her window opening. Clara quickly turned on her light to see Matt standing by the window. He smiled warmly at her. "So I see your home safe," Matt said still smiling. Clara turned her gaze away from him. Matt continued, "I know you where with that boy". Clara turned her gaze back looking shocked, but quickly pretended like she didn't know what he was talking about. "Don't give me that look," Matt said. "What look" Clara asked looking innocent. "Don't play innocent with me" Matt yelled. "I saw you at the garden kissing him" continued. Clara looked down. She knew he knew. "So why aren't you running to my father with this information" Clara asked. "I could, but what's the fun of doing that" he smirked. "Fun" Clara asked. "Yeah fun" he smirked "What kind of fun?" Clara asked suspiously. He grinned a wicked grin. She continued to eye him suspiously. "Well what do you have in mind?" Clara asked not wanting to know the answer. "I was thinking for starters you could give me a kiss" he smirked. Clara thought about it for a minute, should she, or would it be better for him to tell her father, but she knew that her father would track Jack down. Clara slowly rose from the bed and walked over to Matt. Matt smiled; he was finally getting what he wanted. Clara stood in front of him. "No" Clara whispered "No" Matt yelled "Yes, no" she repeated "You'd rather me tell than you give me a kiss" Matt asked "It'll start out as a kiss but then you'll ask for something more" Clara yelled. He smirked "You know me so well". Matt grabbed her and forced a kiss. Clara began to struggle, she tried to squirm away but his grip was to tight. After what seemed like infinity he let go. Clara glared at him. She pulled her hand back in order to slap him, but Matt grabbed her arm before she could strike. Matt twisted her arm and Clara fell. She slowly began to cry from the pain. "Don't try that again" he smirked. He let go of her. Clara glared at him tears streaming down her face. "Do you like making my life miserable" Clara asked. "What" Matt asked surprised? "Do you like making my life miserable" She repeated "You're the one making your own life miserable" Matt responded "Why can't you just respect me". "Why can't you tell your father that you don't want to marry me?" Clara asked, still crying. "Why would I tell him that, Clara you may think I hate you, but I don't" Matt said. Clara looked up surprised. "Matt theirs a ton of other girls who would love to marry you" Clara stated. "I know, I just don't can't understand why you don't want to marry me," Matt asked. "I love somebody else" Clara said, wiping away her tears. "That street scum, you'd rather marry him than me" Matt asked angrily "He's not street scum and yes I'd marry him over you" Clara yelled. "You know well as I do that your father made a promise," Matt stated. "That's the only reason why I'm marrying you" Clara said, getting up. "Well your going to have to get used to being my wife" Matt smirked. "We'll be married, but I'll never be your wife and I'll never respect you" Clara yelled. "You'll learn" Matt smirked. "Get out" Clara whispered. Matt decided that it was time he did leave. "Bye, darling" He laughed. Clara slammed the window behind him. She flung herself on her bed and wept herself to sleep.
A/n: well next chappy will be very exciting, maybe. Please review.
"Where were you" Clara's father yelled. Clara stared blankly at the floor. "I won't ask you again, Where were you" He yelled louder. "I was just walking around thinking" Clara whispered. "Walking around thinking, Walking around thinking" he repeated still yelling. "Yes walking around thinking" Clara said getting angry. "From now on you will stay in this house, is that clear" He announced. "But father, that's not fair" Clara whined "What's not fair is having your father worry about his daughter day in and day out" He yelled. Clara silently cried how could her father do this to her. "Now go to your room," he yelled pointing to the stairs. Clara silently walked towards the stairs, ever step made her heart break. Her father silently looked at her walk upstairs he felt angry and sad at the same time. "Where did I go wrong?" He asked himself.
Clara flung herself on her bed and cried. At the moment she didn't hate anybody as much as she hated her father. Ruth came into her room and sat on her bed. "Miss please don't cry" Ruth pleaded. "How can I not cry, my father treats me like an animal" Clara said tears streaming down her face. "That's not true, your father just worries about you" Ruth assured her. Clara knew Ruth was right. "He's scared that you'll run off with somebody that isn't right for you" Ruth continued. "Mr. Griffin will make a good husband for you Clara, you'll see" Ruth said rising from the bed. "No he won't Ruth, no he won't" Clara whispered. Ruth closed the door to Clara's room. Clara fell asleep, but woke at the sound of her window opening. Clara quickly turned on her light to see Matt standing by the window. He smiled warmly at her. "So I see your home safe," Matt said still smiling. Clara turned her gaze away from him. Matt continued, "I know you where with that boy". Clara turned her gaze back looking shocked, but quickly pretended like she didn't know what he was talking about. "Don't give me that look," Matt said. "What look" Clara asked looking innocent. "Don't play innocent with me" Matt yelled. "I saw you at the garden kissing him" continued. Clara looked down. She knew he knew. "So why aren't you running to my father with this information" Clara asked. "I could, but what's the fun of doing that" he smirked. "Fun" Clara asked. "Yeah fun" he smirked "What kind of fun?" Clara asked suspiously. He grinned a wicked grin. She continued to eye him suspiously. "Well what do you have in mind?" Clara asked not wanting to know the answer. "I was thinking for starters you could give me a kiss" he smirked. Clara thought about it for a minute, should she, or would it be better for him to tell her father, but she knew that her father would track Jack down. Clara slowly rose from the bed and walked over to Matt. Matt smiled; he was finally getting what he wanted. Clara stood in front of him. "No" Clara whispered "No" Matt yelled "Yes, no" she repeated "You'd rather me tell than you give me a kiss" Matt asked "It'll start out as a kiss but then you'll ask for something more" Clara yelled. He smirked "You know me so well". Matt grabbed her and forced a kiss. Clara began to struggle, she tried to squirm away but his grip was to tight. After what seemed like infinity he let go. Clara glared at him. She pulled her hand back in order to slap him, but Matt grabbed her arm before she could strike. Matt twisted her arm and Clara fell. She slowly began to cry from the pain. "Don't try that again" he smirked. He let go of her. Clara glared at him tears streaming down her face. "Do you like making my life miserable" Clara asked. "What" Matt asked surprised? "Do you like making my life miserable" She repeated "You're the one making your own life miserable" Matt responded "Why can't you just respect me". "Why can't you tell your father that you don't want to marry me?" Clara asked, still crying. "Why would I tell him that, Clara you may think I hate you, but I don't" Matt said. Clara looked up surprised. "Matt theirs a ton of other girls who would love to marry you" Clara stated. "I know, I just don't can't understand why you don't want to marry me," Matt asked. "I love somebody else" Clara said, wiping away her tears. "That street scum, you'd rather marry him than me" Matt asked angrily "He's not street scum and yes I'd marry him over you" Clara yelled. "You know well as I do that your father made a promise," Matt stated. "That's the only reason why I'm marrying you" Clara said, getting up. "Well your going to have to get used to being my wife" Matt smirked. "We'll be married, but I'll never be your wife and I'll never respect you" Clara yelled. "You'll learn" Matt smirked. "Get out" Clara whispered. Matt decided that it was time he did leave. "Bye, darling" He laughed. Clara slammed the window behind him. She flung herself on her bed and wept herself to sleep.
A/n: well next chappy will be very exciting, maybe. Please review.
