Hey everyone. I accidently submitted the wrong chapter. So if you read it and were confused, I opologize.
CCnJexie4ever: Hey! Didn't know who it was untill you mentioned the baseball bat. It will be missed. But hey, you can always use it to pry Liam and Shannon apart.
HekateTrivia: No, it didn't show up! I was told in order for the e-mail adress to work you have to spell out dot com instead of wrighting .com. I have no idea why, but it seemed to work. Glad you liked the chapter. I think it's all starting to fall into place. And Charlie and Claire are adorable. It makes me happy too.
LostLorenzo: Yay your back! The storey is gradually coming to and end. But don't worry, there's still at least three more chapters to go! You have a very interesting theory, but unfortunately its not right. Claire still dose remember all the "dreams" from the island. But still, good theory. Well I've got to go attempt to spell check this chapter, so I'll do that. And it should be posted sometime soon.
Deja Vu
They didn't stay long. Pretty soon all the loud music and swarm of sweetie people lost its magic, and both Charlie and Claire decided to find someplace else. That place happen to be the hood of Charlie's beat up old car just outside the parking lot of a near by fast food restaurant. It was dark outside, but much brighter than usual. Hard as he tried, Charlie couldn't take his eyes off Claire.
Part of him worried it wasn't real. That he'd lapsed into a long, long dream and would day wake up from it as if it never happened. He didn't want to wake up. If he was dreaming, he wanted to stay there with Claire forever. Luckily, the other part of him was the exact opposite. It felt so real it took his breath away. He looked at himself and Claire is if they were characters in a movie and couldn't believe that this was actually his life.
Claire noticed that he was starring at her once again and shoot him a playfully annoyed look. "Sorry" He apologized, looking down shamefully, but only for a second. When he looked up again, unable to take his eyes off her, she was smiling. "Its ok. It just bugs me when people stare at me" She explained with a shrug, taking a sip from her straw.
"Why?" Charlie questioned curiously. "I don't know. Just makes me uncomfortable. I feel like I'm being studdied. Like some kind of test subject...dose that make any since?" She questioned, worried that he might think she was crazy. Charlie thought for a moment. "No" he confirmed playfully, putting a smile on both their faces.
"But don't feel bad. Its a rare occasion when I make since" He added reassuringly. "Yeah, I noticed" She teased, playfully nudging him with her Elba. "What can I say, pretty girls make me nervous" He shrugged in reply, succeeding in making Claire blush. "Hmm..turning an insult about you into a complement about me. You have talent" Claire noted playfully as she flipped her hair over her shoulder.
"Yeah? You should see what I do with complements" He replied sarcasticly. "Oh?" She raised an eye brow, intrigued. "Well if you want to find out your just going to have to give me a complement" he explained playfully, putting his hands behind his head. Claire simply laughed and shook her head.
After a moment, she scooted closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder. He pulled his arm around her and pressed his forehead to hers. Everything else disappeared as he looked at her. Her long blond hair pulled back in a pony tail, though most of it had fallen out. Her big blue eyes starring back at him with a distant sparkle.
It seemed as though they'd been starring at each other for an eternity before they finally kissed. If it were a movie, the cheesy love song would have just reached its cartooned. Shooting stars would rocket past, fire works would go off in the background and then slowly they would fade away and turn into black at the end. But it wasn't a movie, and this wasn't the end.
"Charlie?" Claire spoke up after a moment, just as there lips had parted. "HMO?" Charlie replied, still dazed as he slowly opened his eyes. "It raining" She noted, feeling the small but heavy beads drop down around them. Charlie looked up, squinting to keep the drops from falling into his eyes. "so it is" He agreed with a laugh. "I hadn't noticed"
Claire laughed as well, her smile shining in the dark. "We should portly get inside" He suggested, flashing her a smile before hopping off the hood. "Good idea" She agreed as he helped her down and opened the door to the passenger seat for her. He climbed in on the other side and closed his door, turning the car on so he could start up the heart. He hadn't realized how cold he'd been until then.
He glanced over to see Claire hugging herself to warm up and instantly pulled off his coat. "Thanks" She muttered softly, blushing as he pulled it around her shoulders. He kept his arm around her shoulder, watching as she turned away shyly as she looked out the window. "I love rain" She explained softly, leaning back into him and pulling his arm off her shoulder and around her waist.
"Really?" He replied teasingly. "Mh,hm. When I was little I would always go outside when ever it rained and dance around in my back yard. . My Mom would yell at me every time I went out. 'If you get sick, I won't let you stay home' and of course, I always got sick. But I didn't care" She explained, keeping her eyes on the window as the rain drops traced down.
"Apparently I'm not the only one who's hard headed about being sick" Charlie noted sarcastically, instantly regretting it. He didn't want to remind himself of lying to her. The worst part was that it worked so well he almost believed it. No, scratch that. The worst part was that she believed him without the slightest doubt. She trusted him.
"Claire?" He spoke up softly, meeting his eyes with hers. She looked back at him, her smile fading as she waited for him to continue. "There's something I haven't told you. I've wanted to tell you, but I just wanted to wait until the right time" He began nervoulsy, a knot slowly forming in the back of his throat. "Yes," She questioned, looking a little nervous herself.
"I wasn't sick, I just told you that because I didn't want to tell you the truth" He continued, finding it difficult to get the words out. "Witch is?" Claire questioned. The worried look in her eyes was murder, but there was no turning back now. "Claire, I'm a drug addict. I was a drug addict" He explained, forcing himself to choke it out. It was better to just cut to the chase.
"I Know" She replied after a moment, lowering her eyes. "You do?" He questioned, caught off guard. She nodded, looking at her lap. "Shannon told me" she explained softly. "Oh" He nodded, not sure what to say at first. "I just, I wanted you to know that I'm quitting, and that I'm doing it for you" He told, looking at her in hopes that she could find the strength to look at him. She did. Their eyes meet and Claire knew he was telling the truth. She just didn't know why.
"Why? Why for now? Why for me?" She questioned, gazing at him in confusion. "I'm not sure, really. I guess I've been wanting to for a while but I could never find the courage. I always thought, why stop. Its only going to make life harder. Besides, no one cares if I'm a junkie, its not like its hurting any one. But then I meat you. And I knew it would kill me to do anything to hurt you. So I guess that's when I found the courage" He explained honestly, looking at her apologetically as he spoke.
For a while Claire was silent, not sure what to say. No one had ever cared that much about her. Sure, her friends cared, her ex cared, but not like this. No one had ever completely changed themselves just to make her happy. It was a lot to handle, especially since she'd only known him for a short time and he had already made a huge sacrifice for her benefit. It was flattering and terrifying all at once and she had no clue how to respond. He opened her mouth, but couldn't think up anything to say.
"You don't have to say anything" He assured, breaking the silence. She smiled, partially embarrassed and partially relieved. It was like he'd read her mind. For a moment they were silent. The rain poured down outside. Neither one of them really knew what to say. At that moment, out of no where a bright flash and a very loud noise came from outside. Both Charlie and Claire jumped, startled by the sudden boom.
"What the hell was that?" Charlie questioned outsold, turning to Claire in confusion. "I don't know" She replied, still shook up from the sudden shock. She opened her door, witch was on the side both the sound and flash had come from, and looked out. In the middle of the pavement was a long, scorched where the lightning had struck.
"Oh my god" Claire gasped, starring at the ground where smoke had begun to rise. Her heart was beating like crazy. "Its ok" Charlie assured, taking hold of her hand. "Lightning never strikes the same place twice" He reminded, comfortingly. Claire wasn't very realleged. "Hey, are you guys all right?"
Charlie and Claire turned to see a women standing outside the restaurant. "Yeah, were fine" Claire called back, reassuringly. But when another bolt hit a tree near by, causing it to split in half, causing the top to fall to the ground on the opposite side of the car. It grazed the drivers side just barely, but it was enough to dent the rough and shatter the windows. Both Charlie and Claire rushed out of the car in a panic and turned to stare at the wreck they just escaped.
"You two better come inside" The women suggested, looking at the sight in concern. The agreed, and followed the women inside. Claire was still shaking. "Are you all right? Charlie questioned in concern. "Yeah" She nodded, though her voice wasn't all that reassuring. "Here, sit down" He suggested, lowering her into one of the booths. She sat down willingly and slid over so he could sit beside her.
"God, its a mess out there" The women noted to no one in particular as she looked out the glass window at the storm outside. "No kidding" Charlie muttered sarcastically, putting his arm around Claire. "I should call Shannon and let her know where I am" Claire suggested, pulling at her cell phone. She dialed the number and held it to her ear. It rang numerous times before she finally gave up and shoved it back in the pocket of her coat.
"No picking up?" Charlie questioned, asking the obvious. "No, her and Liam are probably." Claire began, but decided not to finish the sentence when she realized that they were in a somewhat crowded public fast food place. Charlie smiled, knowing exactly what she was suggesting.
"Man, it is really pouring down out there. How long do you think its gonna last?" A man spoke up. He was pacing back and forth infonet of the windows, trying to see past the heavy falling rain. "Who knows" The women replied with a shrug, remaining by the two. "These two almost got stuck by lightning" She added, glancing down at Charlie and Claire.
"Twice" He corrected with a hint of sarcasm. Claire smiled. "Thetas impossible" Another voice spoke up. Charlie looked over to see a young boy, about ten leaning over the booth opposite of them. "Lighting never strikes in the same place twice" The boy explained bluntly. "It didn't. First it hit the street to the left of my car, then it hit the tree to my right" Charlie corrected sarcastically.
"Walt, leave them alone" the man scolded, turning to the boy, who apparently was his. After a moment the kid rolled his eyes and turned around. "Kids" The father muttered in an apologetic tone. Claire smiled at him, understandingly. After a moment, the man started pacing again. Thunder cracked, causing half the room to jump. The lights flickered.
"Hmm, lovely. The bagging of every horror movie" A man with a southern accent muttered from the corner. "So, witch one of you is the killer?" He questioned, looking around the room sarcastically. Everyone seemed to be ignoring him. "How about you freckles?" He continued, turning to the brunette who had told them to come inside. "You ever killed anyone?" He asked with a playfully smirk.
"Shut up" the women replied, and turned her attention back out the window. The man rolled his eyes but didn't say another word. Thunder cracked. The lights dimmed for a moment, then slowly went back to normal. "Great. Now the lights go out. Someones defiantly going to die" The man mumbled to himself, looking up at the ceiling.
"Stop it" the brunette insisted, giving him a forceful look. "OK" He agreed, putting up his hands as if surrendering. She turned back to the glass and continued starring at the ever falling rain.
"So much for romantic dates" Charlie noted jokingly, turning to look at Claire. A look of amusement crossed her face, as if she were holding back a laugh. "What?" He questioned, raising an eye brow at her in confusion. "You have glass in your hair" She explained playfully, laughing slightly. She reached out her hand and began to brush out the pieces, but stopped when she felt something wet on her hand.
"Ow" Charlie muttered, flinching away. Claire stared for a moment at the few red drops on the tips of her fingers. "Charlie, your bleeding" Claire explained, glanceing up at him in surprise. "What?" He questioned, looking confused as he carefully moved his own hand to the back of his head. "Ow" He repeated when he found the spot.
"Carefully" Claire warned, moving his hand away. "Here, turn around" She instructed, the maternal instant to take care kicking in. He obeyed and shifted on the seat so that his back faced her. Claire squinted as she leaned forward, finding it hard to see through his hair. "Its not big, but it looks deep" Claire explained, trying to get a better look.
"Is there any glass?" He questioned, curiously, the pain starting to kick in. "I can't tell" She explained, honestly. "What do you mean you can't tell?" He asked in confusion, turning to look at her over her shoulder. "Your hairs to thick, I can't see. You need a hair cut" She replied teasingly, turning his head back around. Carefully, she lifted her hand to the back of his head and tried to move the hair out of the way without hurting him.
"Ow" he exclaimed, turning his head once again. "Sorry. Hold still" Claire replied, apologeticly. "No" He replied insistently, shifting to face her completely. "Charlie, just let me look at it" Claire insisted, giving him the classic girlfriend look. "Its fine, Claire" He assured, giving a very good boyfriend look in return. "Its not fine" She retorted persistently, laying her hand over his.
"Um, excuse me"
The two looked up to see a man standing near they're table. "I'm sorry to interrupt but i over heard your conversation and I'm a doctor. Would it be all right if I take a look?" The man sugested. Charlie turned from him to Claire, who was already looking at him. "Please?" She questioned, giving him a very sweet, innocent look.
"But...but I hate doctors" Charlie replied, trying his best to convince her. "No offense" He added quickly, turning to the man behind him, who nodded, understandingly. "I know. But...Just let him look, OK?" She tried again, reaching out to lay her hand over his. How could he resist?
"Alright" He sighed, and slid out of the both and stood so the docter could take a look. Claire watched in concern as Charlie tried to keep a straight face as the doctor pealed his hair back to examine the cut. "My names Jack by the way" The doctor exclaimed, casually as he looked over the wound.
"Charlie. Nice to meet you" Charlie muttered sarcastically, still trying to act tough. Claire smiled, amused at the attempt. "There it is" The doctor, Jack, exclaimed after a moment. "There what is?" Claire questioned in concern, rising to her feet. "Glass. Nice sized chunk of it" Jack replied, keeping his eyes on the wound.
"Let me see" Claire insisted, and walked around Charlie to take a look. "Wow, that looks like it hurts" She noted, looking as the doctor held his hair out of the way. "Really?" Charlie muttered, trying not to sound annoyed. "Can you get it out?" Claire questioned, ignoring him and turning to look at the doctor.
"Well, its in pretty deep. But I can give it a try" Jack explained, optimistically. "Oh, wonderful" Charlie muttered sarcastically, rolling his eyes once again. Thunder cracked, and the lights flickered once again. "All right, lets get this thing out before the power goes out, shall we?" Charlie suggested, glancing up at the ceiling unsteadily.
"Well first we need better lighting. And I need water to clean it up afterwards" The docter explained, with a sigh. "Uh, dude, there's water in the bath room" a rather large man explained, pointing in the direction of the bath room. "Come on" The doctor suggested, heading towards the door. "I'll be right back" Charlie assured, turning to Claire. She nodded and smiled at him, reassuringly.
"Someone see if you can find some ice" Jack suggested before heading into the bath room. Another crash of thunder boomed over head and the wind hissed past, shaking the windows. Claire glanced over her shoulder at the mess outside and slowly moved away from the window. None of it seemed right. It was all to strange, and very freighting.
She tried not to show it as she moved behind the counter and began looking for the ice. After a moment, she realized she was the only one behind the counter and looked up in confusion. "Where are all the workers?" She questioned, speaking out loud to no one in particular. It caught some attention, as breaking the silence often did, and spread more confusion.
"Maybe they left" The large man who had pointed out the bathrooms suggested with a shrug. "Left a store? With customers? In a storm?" The southern man questioned sarcastically. "Just a suggestion" The man muttered under his breath in a small attempt to defend himself. Claire was still curious, but decided to let it go for the moment. She had more important things to do. She had to take care of Charlie, even if she was only getting him some ice.
She spotted the drink machine and grabbed a cup, filling it with ice. She took her cup and carried it back to the booth they'd been sitting at, trying to ignore the fact that the whole room was looking at her. She slid into the booth, Shifting uncomfortably. She leaned back against the back of the both and closed her eyes for just a moment.
"Your want to drug me?" Claire questioned, looking at the doctor both shock and confusion. "I don't want to drug you Claire. Its a mild sedative. It will only make you sleep for a few hours, calm you down" Jack explained, holding the small pill in his hand. Claire shook her head. He didn't believe her. He thought she was crazy. Someone hand tried to hurt her and her baby and all he wanted to do about it was drug her.
"It was safe at the beach. Its not safe here" Claire muttered franticly as she struggled to rise to his feet.
The end
for now
This is getting interesting! I'm so excited! As I hope you all are. I think I'll have either two or three more chapters to this story before its over, depending on how long it gets. But its all starting to fall into place so I hope you all are starting to catch on. There will be a whole lot of twist in the next chapters, so be prepared to be confused! Sorry if the last flash back was a little off. I did the best I could with the sceen, but I couldn't rember it word for word. Well, hope you all are as excited as I am! let me know!