Kitana – I know, I know It's short…but the next one will be long, maybe a little too long…Anyhow enjoy!
6
"Wake up sunshine," Claire yelled, "It's a beautiful day." She walked up to the curtains pulling them apart. The sun's rays plunged into the room illumining everything, the warmth felt so pleasant against her skin. She breathed in deeply and felt heavenly, and somewhat very confident.
Chris groaned turning to his side, blocking the light from his face with the blanket, "Go away!" he yelled beneath the covers.
Claire smiled, she wasn't easily defeated, and so she walked towards the bed thrusting the covers off, "Get up Chris, Leon and I are up". She peered closer and noticed a bottle, "What the hell is that?"
Chris faced her, "It's called a bottle. Can you say bottle Claire?"
She wasn't amused, "HA HA. Get up you bum," she hissed grabbing onto the bottle, "You got half an hour to get ready. I suggest you have a shower, you stink of alcohol. Now get up!"
He sat up half awake, "Would you please stop shouting!" His mind was ringing from Claire's excessive shouting. Just thinking or breathing made his head hurt. He turned to his back adapting to the sunlight, he wished it was gloomy or at least cloudy. He didn't want to feel like this on a sunny day, it would just make the banging in his head louder.
Then out of nowhere a small cardboard box landed on his chest "Here," Claire said, "Take two with some water, and hurry up a bit please we haven't got all year!" she placed the glass on his bedside table, gave a dirty and then walked out again.
Chris sat in silence; he grabbed the box and opened it up. He popped two aspirins out and placed them his mouth.
Unfortunately they wouldn't kick in until after an hour or so. After washing them down, he got up and walked into the bathroom.
Leon sat in the kitchen, Claire's apartment was small but it was a nice place. He gazed down at his breakfast as if he was a starved dog, "Well don't just stare at it! Eat it!" Claire called over.
He smiled and then tucked in.
Claire came and sat opposite him; she stared down at her juice and pondered. She didn't really feel hungry she was just tried. Leon looked up and saw Claire looking very distant, "What's wrong?" he asked quietly.
Claire's eyes were the only thing that moved, "Nothing, why do you ask?"
He looked down at his breakfast again, "You just not the same anymore. You're distant and well last night, you scared the shit out of me."
Claire smiled, it was nice to know he cared so much about her, "Leon stop worrying yourself, I'm fine, ok?"
He played with his food, losing his appetite, "No," he shook his head, "I don't believe you. It's…well…it's Steve isn't it?"
Claire smile faded, "No why do you say that?" her eyes never moved from him at all. She needed to know if he noticed anything about her.
"Apart from last night? Where you screamed out his name, I found something. Now before you get angry it was by accident-"
He didn't need to say anymore, Claire was already pissed off, "You did what?!" she bellowed. She could almost feel her scars aching; she rubbed the sleeves over them trying to stop the pain.
She just couldn't believe Leon, "Who the fuck do you think you are?! It's none of your business! So keep your fucking nose out of it!!" She stood up glaring at him with narrowed disgust eyes. However she sat back down and tried to calm herself, "Are you going to tell Chris?" plain and simple, but to the point.
Leon stared at her, "No," he simply said, "As you have said it's not my business, but Claire it was an accident. I wasn't prying I wouldn't do that. I'm sorry," he said quietly, "I'm really sorry."
She nodded her head, almost accepting his apology, "Fine, but as long as you don't tell Chris."
Again Leon shook his head, "You can trust me."
"What the hell is all the arguing about?" groaned Chris, "Can't there be any peace in this place?"
He sat in between Leon and Claire, "So? What's going on?"
Claire fell silent, but Leon spoke, "Oh nothing, just something stupid that's all."
Chris stared from one to the other and grinned, "Oh I see," he laughed.
Claire stood up, "Think what you like Chris, it's all bullshit," she hissed, "Here," she said dumping a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon, "Enjoy," she laughed, knowing exactly he wouldn't stand the sight of food so early in the morning and with the hangover.
Chris groaned again, pushing the plate as far away from him as possible, "You really can be a bitch sometimes."
She smirked, "It takes one to know one."
6
"Wake up sunshine," Claire yelled, "It's a beautiful day." She walked up to the curtains pulling them apart. The sun's rays plunged into the room illumining everything, the warmth felt so pleasant against her skin. She breathed in deeply and felt heavenly, and somewhat very confident.
Chris groaned turning to his side, blocking the light from his face with the blanket, "Go away!" he yelled beneath the covers.
Claire smiled, she wasn't easily defeated, and so she walked towards the bed thrusting the covers off, "Get up Chris, Leon and I are up". She peered closer and noticed a bottle, "What the hell is that?"
Chris faced her, "It's called a bottle. Can you say bottle Claire?"
She wasn't amused, "HA HA. Get up you bum," she hissed grabbing onto the bottle, "You got half an hour to get ready. I suggest you have a shower, you stink of alcohol. Now get up!"
He sat up half awake, "Would you please stop shouting!" His mind was ringing from Claire's excessive shouting. Just thinking or breathing made his head hurt. He turned to his back adapting to the sunlight, he wished it was gloomy or at least cloudy. He didn't want to feel like this on a sunny day, it would just make the banging in his head louder.
Then out of nowhere a small cardboard box landed on his chest "Here," Claire said, "Take two with some water, and hurry up a bit please we haven't got all year!" she placed the glass on his bedside table, gave a dirty and then walked out again.
Chris sat in silence; he grabbed the box and opened it up. He popped two aspirins out and placed them his mouth.
Unfortunately they wouldn't kick in until after an hour or so. After washing them down, he got up and walked into the bathroom.
Leon sat in the kitchen, Claire's apartment was small but it was a nice place. He gazed down at his breakfast as if he was a starved dog, "Well don't just stare at it! Eat it!" Claire called over.
He smiled and then tucked in.
Claire came and sat opposite him; she stared down at her juice and pondered. She didn't really feel hungry she was just tried. Leon looked up and saw Claire looking very distant, "What's wrong?" he asked quietly.
Claire's eyes were the only thing that moved, "Nothing, why do you ask?"
He looked down at his breakfast again, "You just not the same anymore. You're distant and well last night, you scared the shit out of me."
Claire smiled, it was nice to know he cared so much about her, "Leon stop worrying yourself, I'm fine, ok?"
He played with his food, losing his appetite, "No," he shook his head, "I don't believe you. It's…well…it's Steve isn't it?"
Claire smile faded, "No why do you say that?" her eyes never moved from him at all. She needed to know if he noticed anything about her.
"Apart from last night? Where you screamed out his name, I found something. Now before you get angry it was by accident-"
He didn't need to say anymore, Claire was already pissed off, "You did what?!" she bellowed. She could almost feel her scars aching; she rubbed the sleeves over them trying to stop the pain.
She just couldn't believe Leon, "Who the fuck do you think you are?! It's none of your business! So keep your fucking nose out of it!!" She stood up glaring at him with narrowed disgust eyes. However she sat back down and tried to calm herself, "Are you going to tell Chris?" plain and simple, but to the point.
Leon stared at her, "No," he simply said, "As you have said it's not my business, but Claire it was an accident. I wasn't prying I wouldn't do that. I'm sorry," he said quietly, "I'm really sorry."
She nodded her head, almost accepting his apology, "Fine, but as long as you don't tell Chris."
Again Leon shook his head, "You can trust me."
"What the hell is all the arguing about?" groaned Chris, "Can't there be any peace in this place?"
He sat in between Leon and Claire, "So? What's going on?"
Claire fell silent, but Leon spoke, "Oh nothing, just something stupid that's all."
Chris stared from one to the other and grinned, "Oh I see," he laughed.
Claire stood up, "Think what you like Chris, it's all bullshit," she hissed, "Here," she said dumping a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon, "Enjoy," she laughed, knowing exactly he wouldn't stand the sight of food so early in the morning and with the hangover.
Chris groaned again, pushing the plate as far away from him as possible, "You really can be a bitch sometimes."
She smirked, "It takes one to know one."