Godric smiled a little before saying. "Fine, you get one more chance, Say it again though..." He let the ending trail off, but I understood what he was saying. Letting my hand fall now, I tried to get a hold of my erratic emotions. Damn him.
"That's technically rape." I retorted.
"Not really, because I can tell you want it." I. Want. To. Slap. Him. and I also want to hide. It would be better for me to deny that he's right, I see some type of future here... it scares me. He scares me. I keep seeing my mother's and father's lives together when I close my eyes and I'm so concerned that the past will repeat itself. I'm better off alone...
"You would be better off pursuing another girl Godric, I don't have time and I won't let it go any farther than what we have now." It was a childish way of thinking because I knew I could make a relationship work.. I had once before but that had ended up with me getting hurt and while I didn't think Godric would hurt me, I didn't want to put myself in the position to be hurt.
"Hm." He made a noise of acknowledgment as he stood, he seemed to be thinking over what I said. "Clara, I did not come into this room to force anything on you. However, you should know that given the chance I would do anything to keep you happy." Yup... I am totally blushing.
"I don't do well with these situations, you're going to break me... can you take me home though? I don't trust myself to walk home alone right now."
"Of course."
"Thanks, Godric."
~Time skip~
It had been weeks since my Mother made her appearance with her lawyer/boyfriend as it turns out... I had rarely spoken to anyone since. I buried myself in work and school and the reason why was Godric himself. Well... sort of, I've been having vivid dreams about him. I slowly came to the conclusion that I was at the risk of falling hard and I began keeping my distance. As I lied in bed tonight, I suspect Ivy must have been done with me as she threw open my door. "Clara~ Get up, get presentable, and meet me in the living room." With that, she left just as abruptly as she came in.
I threw back the covers and stared at the roof, groaning out my annoyance to the empty room. "Clara! Now!" She yelled from the other room.
Getting up I put on a bra and changed into dark jean shorts and a red tank top. I even brushed my hair, better than listening to Ivy bitch. Walking out of the room was like walking into a trap. There was Eric, Ryan, and Godric sitting on the couch, some movie I didn't recognize on the TV waiting to be played and Ivy sounded like she was in the kitchen. Drak... the traitor was in Godric's lap, purring up a storm as Godric scratched under his chin.
"I'm going back to bed." I did a 180 and opened my bedroom door, Ryan must have darted forward cause I felt someone grasp my wrist and when I whipped back around. Ryan was there smirking and then started yanking me towards the couch. "No!"
"Your acting like a child Clara." He teased.
"So what! I'm tired, it's not like any of you had the consideration for me to warn me this was coming!" Ryan looked guilty for a moment.
"You're shutting yourself off to others Clara, that's a lonely road to go down..." I knew he was trying to reason with me, but I did not want to be rational.
"Then so be it." Ivy came out of the kitchen then.
"Are you kidding me?! Sit down and shut the hell up before I bend you over my knee and beat you like a red-headed step-child!" She glared at me and pointed at the couch. I didn't respond verbally to her, instead, I sighed and flicked her off. She was right though... they had not done anything to me. "I'm sorry my behavior is uncalled for." Taking a seat I looked around, Eric looked amused as hell.
"She is the voice of reason when Clara loses her shit."
"Fuck off Ryan."
"No thanks, I have my girlfriend for that thank you very much."
"I do not believe a sex doll counts as a 'girlfriend', but that does explain a lot..."
"Clara!" He snapped at me.
"Relax, I know you have a girl Ry. You get this lovey-dovey look whenever she messages you, kinda makes me sick."
"Is that why you're avoiding Godric?" Oh, shit... way to get to the root of the problem there jackass.
"Nope, I've been busy."
"That's real convincing since Ivy's told us you've been moping."
"Ivy... you remember our promises as children correct?"
"Nope!" She exclaims way to happily. The promise was something along the lines of friends before guys and respecting each other's wishes.
My eyes fell on Godric when I looked away from my friends, annoyed. He was unreadable but I had this sinking feeling that something was wrong, didn't dare ask though. Was to afraid of the answer...
"Clara, hate me all you want for this but... you wouldn't like Godric if you didn't see some kind of a future there. You would ignore him like everyone else, so why put yourself through this?"
"Are you my psychologist Ry?" I smart-mouthed him glaring slightly. "He. is. right. there!" I motioned.
"Not like Godric is not going to hear this from Ivy and Eric." I went quiet as Godric stood up abruptly and made to leave the apartment... shit I'm ruining his evening... Swallowing my pride, I got up from the chair and went after him.
