Author's Note: Umm.Sorry for not updating for such a long time! I really
got obsessed with the Internet and didn't bother to write anymore, but I
will until I finish the whole story! So.here goes!
Chapter 5
Finding Clark
As Clark stood there in the rain, he gazed at the spring for so long. He didn't care if his suit got muddy and wet. All he wanted to know is why is that spring so important to Winnie. Questions ran through his brain like a speeding horse in a racetrack. His serious moment got interrupted when he heard shouts. He didn't realize how long he had been standing there. He crouched and picked up some mud and patted it on his suit. He wanted to make it look like he had been lost in the wood. Then he took out a small pocketknife and cut his own check. Then blood oozed out and it stung like hell. But of course he didn't care.
"Mr. Venhanson?" a man shouted. And other men shouted his name as well. His expression changed, like he was scared to death. So he shouted, "I'm right here!" A woman screamed. It was Clark's mother. Clark heard bushes rustling and his father came out.
"My son!" he cried. He embraced his son tightly. Clark was surprised his father never actually embraced him in this sort of matter. His look softened and felt special. Like a flash of lightning his father slapped him in his cheek where he had purposely cut. His father looked mad and shocked at the same time.
"Where were you, you fool?" His father shouted. "Your mother and I have been worried sick! And look at your face! It's been cut! I told you to come here with a guardian!"
"I'm sorry father" Clark apologized looking at his father's eyes.
"Sorry is not enough young man! From now on you will never come in the wood again! And I will definitely tell that Foster to shut this muck instantly!" He turned, shruged and stalked off. Clarks mother stood there soaked with water, shivering. She looked nervous, but walked weakly toward her son and embraced Clark like a loving mother should do.
"I'm so sorry, Clark", Clark's mother whispered.
"It's alright, mother", he whispered back. "I promise to never to that ever again." His mother smiled and they walked to their car slowly. But as Clark sat drenched with water in the car, questions again flowed in his brain. As time passed Clark, his father and mother got home safely. Dinner was ready as he closed the door to his house, but he wasn't hungry and didn't bother to eat. He went downstairs to his big room. He then took off his muddy suit threw it in a pile with the rest of this used clothes. He was still asking questions in his brain. He jumped up his bed fully dressed in his nightclothes. Then he was sound asleep dreaming of Winnie.
Author's Note: There you have it! A full chapter just about Clark! PLEASE GIVE ME A REVIEW!!!!!
Chapter 5
Finding Clark
As Clark stood there in the rain, he gazed at the spring for so long. He didn't care if his suit got muddy and wet. All he wanted to know is why is that spring so important to Winnie. Questions ran through his brain like a speeding horse in a racetrack. His serious moment got interrupted when he heard shouts. He didn't realize how long he had been standing there. He crouched and picked up some mud and patted it on his suit. He wanted to make it look like he had been lost in the wood. Then he took out a small pocketknife and cut his own check. Then blood oozed out and it stung like hell. But of course he didn't care.
"Mr. Venhanson?" a man shouted. And other men shouted his name as well. His expression changed, like he was scared to death. So he shouted, "I'm right here!" A woman screamed. It was Clark's mother. Clark heard bushes rustling and his father came out.
"My son!" he cried. He embraced his son tightly. Clark was surprised his father never actually embraced him in this sort of matter. His look softened and felt special. Like a flash of lightning his father slapped him in his cheek where he had purposely cut. His father looked mad and shocked at the same time.
"Where were you, you fool?" His father shouted. "Your mother and I have been worried sick! And look at your face! It's been cut! I told you to come here with a guardian!"
"I'm sorry father" Clark apologized looking at his father's eyes.
"Sorry is not enough young man! From now on you will never come in the wood again! And I will definitely tell that Foster to shut this muck instantly!" He turned, shruged and stalked off. Clarks mother stood there soaked with water, shivering. She looked nervous, but walked weakly toward her son and embraced Clark like a loving mother should do.
"I'm so sorry, Clark", Clark's mother whispered.
"It's alright, mother", he whispered back. "I promise to never to that ever again." His mother smiled and they walked to their car slowly. But as Clark sat drenched with water in the car, questions again flowed in his brain. As time passed Clark, his father and mother got home safely. Dinner was ready as he closed the door to his house, but he wasn't hungry and didn't bother to eat. He went downstairs to his big room. He then took off his muddy suit threw it in a pile with the rest of this used clothes. He was still asking questions in his brain. He jumped up his bed fully dressed in his nightclothes. Then he was sound asleep dreaming of Winnie.
Author's Note: There you have it! A full chapter just about Clark! PLEASE GIVE ME A REVIEW!!!!!
