CLUADIA!

CHAPTER FIVE

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I didn't even know why I was so mad about the whole thing. He said he was sorry and he wouldn't drink while I was there. I guess it's just the fact that he drinks that bugs me.

I shivered and realized how cold and dark it was. Then, I looked around and realized that I had walked all the way to Kristy's neighborhood. I saw Kristy's house a block away. I walked the short block and rang the door bell.

I looked at my watch and saw that it was 12:30 in the morning. I as cold and tired and wasn't about to walk back home in the middle of the night.

I looked up at the house and saw a light on. I guessed that it was Charlie's or Sam's.

Sure enough, Sam answered the door a few minutes later.

"What in the hell are you doing out here, Cluadia?" he said, imlediatley. "Your parents called about an hour ago, wanting to know if we had seen you. Said you just stormed out."

"It's a long story and I'm not about to tell it," I said, very rudely, "Just let me in."

"Jezz, your rude" He said. But he moved to the side of the door to let me in.

Then I saw Watson at the top pf the stairs. "Who is it?" he asked Sam.

"It's Claudia," He said.

Then I heard Watson's steps as he came down the stairs.

"Claudia, what are you doing here? You parents are worried sick about you."

"Yea, I know." I said quietly, "Can I stay here tonight?"

"Of course! You just have to call you mom and tell her your alright."

"Okay"

I went over to the phone a dialed the number.

Mom answered on the first ring. "Hello!" she yelled so loud that I had to hold the phone away from my ear.

"Hi, Mom" I said very quietly.

"Cluadia? Cluadia! Oh! Your okay! Where are you?" Mom asked.

"I'm at Kristy's." I said simply. I thought that the less I said the better.

"But you are okay?" Mom asked.

"I'm fine. But I'm going to stay at Kristy's tonight, is that okay?' I asked.

"Yes, that's fine. As long as I know that your okay."

"Well," I started, " I'm fine and very tiered, I'm going to bed. Night, Mom" I said and hung up the phone.

By this time, everybody in the Thomas-Brewer family except Emily and David were in the kitchen, where the phone was.

"I'm sorry I woke every one up," I said quietly.

"That's fine, Cluadia," said Mrs. Thomas, "As long as we know your safe. Because I was worried about you." she said as the hugged me.

"Well, every one back to bed, it's late and we need our beauty sleep," Watson said as he started walking towards the door. Thing I love about this family, even in a very weird situation, they have a very good sense of humor.

"Cluadia, come on, you can sleep in my room," Kristy invited me.

"Thanks," I said and followed her.

When we got to her room, she closed the door, looked at me and said, "What happen, your mom called, she sounded like she was crying. I talked to her and so did Mom. You have to tell me everything that happen."

I told her everything. I cried a few times. I had never felt so closed to Kristy in my life. I've always lived by her but she's always been closer to Mary Ann. She listen to every word and really seemed to understand.

"Wow," She said when I was done, "I don't know what I would do if Bart started drinking."

This was a new side of Kristy I had never seen. She never really admitted to liking Bart, but it sounds like she just did.

"Yea, I really like him, I guess that's why I did what I did."

"Well," Kristy started, "It's already 2:00AM, we better get to bed."

"Your right, good night, Kristy," I said to her.

"Good night," she said but I was already sleeping.

A/N: Thanks for reading!