Its getting quite late now and Claire is lying on the bed in some kind of
daydream, her mobile rings but she ignores it. I look at the screen and see
Mark's name flashing on it, I push the cancel button and turn off the
phone. I walk over to the bed and sit next to Claire.
Are you ok?
Claire: Yeah I'm fine but what's bothering you?
Claire touches the side of my face and looks into my eyes, she gently runs her hand up and down the left side of my face. I take hold of her hand and try to not look into her eyes, I know if I do then I will start crying or maybe get angry.
I...I....lov....
Before I can finish my sentence Claire takes my head in her hands and kisses me softly on the lips, I pull away and look at her completely surprised. She turns away and whispers, "I'm sorry." I can't believe that she just kissed me but I liked it and I really want to kiss her back but I know that she's confused and doesn't really want me. I turn Claire round so she is facing me again, she has tears in her eyes.
Claire: I thought you loved me.
I do but your confused.
Claire: No I'm not, your exactly what I want.
Really?
Claire: Absolutely.
I pull Claire into a kiss which seems to last forever, Claire falls asleep in my arms and I feel happy and pleased that she finally knows how I feel for her even though she did make a move on me before I could tell her. I'm going to look after Claire and make sure Mark never goes near her and hurts her again, I'm going to make him pay for what he's done.
I'm starting to feel tired so I snuggle up to Claire and try to get some sleep. When I finally wake up the next morning Claire is still fast asleep, I lift her off my arm slowly and then place her head back on the pillow. I get dressed and leave the hotel room, I go down into reception and warn them about Mark before heading around to Claire and Mark's house. I knock on the door and he answers almost immediately, at first I don't say anything I just stand there looking at him, this causes him to look back at me rather blankly.
Mark: Claire's not here.
Why did you hit her Mark?
Mark: What are you on about?
WHY DID YOU HIT CLAIRE?
Mark: Ok calm down. I won't deny it, I did hit her and I done it because she deserved it.
No she didn't.
Mark: How do you know?
I don't respond to him, He deserves to be hit but I have other things in mind and anyway he would just go straight to his big bunch of dancer friends and set them on me. He's not worth a big fight, it would be a waste of my time but I'm not going to let him get away with anything though.
Mark: And when you see the good for nothing little bitch, tell her to get her arse home quickly.
She's not coming home Mark.
Mark: We'll see about that.
Mark slams the door in my face and I stand staring at it. I can't believe I never realised that he was hurting her like this. Well I knew he cheated on her with some tart but hitting her, that's a different story I would have never guessed that Mark was like that. I walk away from his house thinking about the letter and about what I should do. I don't have the guts to ring her again but maybe I have to before she turns up on my doorstep. I turn the corner and turn my thoughts back to Claire.
Are you ok?
Claire: Yeah I'm fine but what's bothering you?
Claire touches the side of my face and looks into my eyes, she gently runs her hand up and down the left side of my face. I take hold of her hand and try to not look into her eyes, I know if I do then I will start crying or maybe get angry.
I...I....lov....
Before I can finish my sentence Claire takes my head in her hands and kisses me softly on the lips, I pull away and look at her completely surprised. She turns away and whispers, "I'm sorry." I can't believe that she just kissed me but I liked it and I really want to kiss her back but I know that she's confused and doesn't really want me. I turn Claire round so she is facing me again, she has tears in her eyes.
Claire: I thought you loved me.
I do but your confused.
Claire: No I'm not, your exactly what I want.
Really?
Claire: Absolutely.
I pull Claire into a kiss which seems to last forever, Claire falls asleep in my arms and I feel happy and pleased that she finally knows how I feel for her even though she did make a move on me before I could tell her. I'm going to look after Claire and make sure Mark never goes near her and hurts her again, I'm going to make him pay for what he's done.
I'm starting to feel tired so I snuggle up to Claire and try to get some sleep. When I finally wake up the next morning Claire is still fast asleep, I lift her off my arm slowly and then place her head back on the pillow. I get dressed and leave the hotel room, I go down into reception and warn them about Mark before heading around to Claire and Mark's house. I knock on the door and he answers almost immediately, at first I don't say anything I just stand there looking at him, this causes him to look back at me rather blankly.
Mark: Claire's not here.
Why did you hit her Mark?
Mark: What are you on about?
WHY DID YOU HIT CLAIRE?
Mark: Ok calm down. I won't deny it, I did hit her and I done it because she deserved it.
No she didn't.
Mark: How do you know?
I don't respond to him, He deserves to be hit but I have other things in mind and anyway he would just go straight to his big bunch of dancer friends and set them on me. He's not worth a big fight, it would be a waste of my time but I'm not going to let him get away with anything though.
Mark: And when you see the good for nothing little bitch, tell her to get her arse home quickly.
She's not coming home Mark.
Mark: We'll see about that.
Mark slams the door in my face and I stand staring at it. I can't believe I never realised that he was hurting her like this. Well I knew he cheated on her with some tart but hitting her, that's a different story I would have never guessed that Mark was like that. I walk away from his house thinking about the letter and about what I should do. I don't have the guts to ring her again but maybe I have to before she turns up on my doorstep. I turn the corner and turn my thoughts back to Claire.