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"Ben, I need help," Claire asked as she threw the third outfit she's tried on to the ground. She was getting frustrated that she was taking this much time to pick an outfit just to go to dinner with Quil. It was just Quil.
"With what?" Ben asked as he came in the room holding a glass of orange juice that Claire knew held vodka too. Ben drank like their father did but their dad never made it obvious like Ben did. "Oh right, right, your date is tonight," Ben chuckled to himself before coming into the room more to inspect. He picked up a pair of black jeans but tossed them aside. He picked up a low cut pink tank top but also tossed that.
"It's just dinner with Quil," Claire knew her voice said different though.
"What about the navy dress in the closet?" Ben asked before standing up and sitting next to his sister on the bed.
"The navy dress...my maid of honor dress for Sarah's wedding?" Claire was confused about why that dress. It was cute and fit her perfectly, of course it would because Sarah wouldn't haven't anything less. Her wedding was in a month though and Claire was worried about ruining it or not fitting in it now that's she's gained some weight.
"Just wear it," Ben rolled his eyes before pulling the dress out of the closet himself and tossing it at her. He also grabbed a pair of black heels and a black leather jacket to match.
"It's a little much for dinner isn't it?" Claire was now rubbing her hair regretting not touching it up before her shower earlier. It's about an inch long now with some curls to it, it was definitely wild looking.
"It's perfect for dinner with Quil," Ben reassuranced his sister before leaving the room and letting her finish getting ready. Claire sighed and took off her robe. She pulled the dress off the hanger and slid it on. It rested right above her knee. It was low in the front and back. She pulled on her heels, she took a second to stare at her feet that were now healed minus some scars. She pulled on her jacket before checking her full length mirror, she had to admit she looked decent. She went to the bathroom to put on some light makeup. If this was a date then she was going to go all out and impress. Even if it was just Quil. She put on some eyeliner and mascara to make her eyes seem bigger. She put on a nude lipstick that matched her skin tone perfectly. She put a little blush on her cheek s and a little highlighter on her cheek bones.
"He just pulled up," Ben shouted through the house making Claire jump.
"Shit, she muttered before pulling on the earrings and bracelet that she took off to shower. She also grabbed a simple silver chain necklace to add to the look. She sighed when she saw herself fully. She looked as good as she was ever going to.
"Come on in, she's just about done. Girls ya know," Ben could be heard opening the front door. Claire didn't have to be looking at him to tell that he just rolled his eyes with a huge smile on his face.
"It's just Quil, it's just Quil, it's just...Quil," Claire turned to leave the bathroom finally but stopped when she saw him standing in front of her in the hallway with a single daisy. He held it out like a child would hold his prized possession out to show off.
"Thank you," Claire took the flower being careful not to touch hands with him. It would make her nerves worse. She was kicking her ass for agreeing to this. She walked into her tornado of a room and placed the flower on her dresser. She grabbed her purse off her bed and gave Quil one nod.
"Your room looks like girl vomit," Quil mentioned as he shut the door and followed her down the hallway.
"Compared to what? Boy vomit? What would that be like...dirty socks, cum rags and old pizza boxes?" Claire shrugged and felt her sarcasm dripping heavy before she could stop it. How could the legends have tied these two together she'll never know.
"Now, don't be late you two and no hanky panky," Ben changed his voice until he sounded like an old man. He even bent down for the part and shook his finger at the couple. Claire rolled her eyes but Quil laughed. He needed the joke right now to ease his nerves.
"Yes sir, I'll have her home before midnight," Quil opened the front door for Claire and gave a wave to Ben. Ben was already surfing through movies to watch for the night, he was excited for a night alone to binge a new K-drama.
"You look beautiful," Quil finally worked up the nerve when they were about halfway to Seattle. They hadn't talked much other then when they asked about each other's day.
"Thank you. I'm suppose to wear this at Sarah's wedding next month," Claire played with the ends of her dress. It was a bit snug but it still fit and for that she was thankful for. She would have to lose weight though to make sure it was perfect for the wedding.
"That's next month? Do you like the guy?" Quil had forgot all about Sarah for the most part. Sarah never really liked Quil and Quil never got to spend much time with Sarah. He did remember though that she was just naturally perfect at everything and was a bit of a snob.
"He's...perfect? I don't know but he doesn't seem to really want to get married. I think it might be for looks or money from his family," Claire shrugged. She felt bad for her sister. She wanted nothing but happiness for Sarah and she wasn't getting it with the douhebag she was with.
"No one is perfect for each other," Quil just snorted and rolled his eyes.
"Not even us? According to legend we're suppose to be," Claire got bold asking this. She knew Quil was nervous still about her running away and leaving him behind. She knew he still had things he wasn't telling her but she knew in due time he would.
"Not even us. Look, I can't promise we'll be perfect. We're going to fight and butt heads. We won't always see eye to eye. We'll say things we'll regret and hurt each other's feelings. But at the end of the day, we are tied to each other and we will try our best to get through it all together," Quil wanted nothing more to be holding her as he spoke this but glances would due since he was driving.
"What are we suppose to be?" Claire asked with raised eyebrows. We're they already dating and she didn't know? We're they just brother and sister? If so was she reading tonight way wrong?
"It's all up to you. It's whatever you us to be. Like when you a child you wanted a friend or a babysitter which is completely normal and what I was suppose to be then. In your teen years you probably would have wanted me as a friend or older brother figure. As an adult...that's up to you," Quil didn't want to say the word lover. He didn't want to scare her.
"What do you want us to be?" Claire asked quietly. She wasn't sure what she wanted them to be. She was happy with how they were. She was mad at herself for being so nervous to go to dinner with him. Quil was just a piece that fit in her life. He was someone she didn't have to question why he was there or what was his intentions. Quil just fit.
"I don't have much of a say, it's all in your court," Quil knew when he spoke it might have been a mistake when he saw her face drop. "But, but I will say I do like you and it is obvious but I also will always just want you happy," Quil shrugged hoping his new words helped a little. He saw Claire nod and look out the window.
"So you've never had sushi before?" Claire changed the subject and watched the city lights now go by in the window. She loved the city. She missed it. She missed the crowded walkways and the music flowing through the streets. She missed people watching and trying new foods when she could sneak it.
"No, no but I'll probably like it. I like everything," Quil laughed and patted his stomach. He has never turned down a meal.
"I'll order some classic rolls and some crazy ones too then," Claire gave a small smile before unbuckling when they pulled into a parking spot around the corner from the restaurant.
"Hey, Claire..." Quil reached out to grab her hand before she got out of the truck but stopped himself. He wasn't sure what she wanted yet and had to tread lightly to not ruin their current status.
"Yeah?" Claire turned around and blinked. Her eyes have never looked more innocent and doe like then now. Quil almost melted.
"I just wanted to say thank you for coming with me tonight for dinner," Quil whispered and swallowed thickly. She was too beautiful for words.
"You're welcome," Claire gave a small one sided smile before winking. She got out the truck before could do anymore stupid moves.
"That was absolutely delicious," Quil sat his fork down and gave a content sigh. Claire had tried to show him how to use chopsticks but he just failed using them and gave up.
"I appreciate it. It definitely filled my craving," Claire smiles as she pulled up her purse to find her wallet. Quil jumped up and held his hand over her purse though and shook his head.
"Oh no, no, no. I'm paying. This was my idea," Quil grabbed his wallet from his back pocket of his jeans. Black jeans and a pale blue button down were his nicest clothes minus his funeral suit so he went with the ladder.
"But it was my idea for sushi. Sushi is expensive. At least let me do half," Claire felt bad considering how much they ended up ordering. Quil was like a never ending pit.
"Nonsense. I'm paying. You can just pay me back by making me some cookies tomorrow," Quil winked before leaving cash on the table next to the check. He stood up and held his hand out which Claire hesitantly took. Butterflies flew like wild in her stomach.
"Where to now?" Quil asked as they checked the parking meter. They had an hour left before they really had to leave
"There's a view of the water a few blocks from here. Want to go see that?" Claire didn't want to mention that it was her favorite spot at night before of how the lights twinkled off the water.
"Come on," Quil held his hand out for her to take. He was feeling bolder as the night went on. Something about the cool night air, strangers all around and the fancy clothes was making him feel like anything could happen. They walked in silence a few blocks before Claire rolled her ankle by accidentally stepping in a crack on the pavement. She would have fallen if it wasn't for Quil grabbing her quickly.
"Are you okay?" He asked as he helped steady her. She tried to nod but she saw that her high heel no longer had its heel on.
"This was my best pair too," she laughed dryly before unbuckling the broken shoe. She undid the other before tying them together so they didn't get separated, Ben could probably use them in some project.
"Get on," Quil said as he bent down for her to climb on his back.
"No way. Let's just go back to the truck. I can walk," Claire shook her head but when she went to step away she felt a pain shoot up. She had rolled her ankle harder then she thought.
"Nope, come on. Get on and we'll go see the water," Quil was being persistent and not taking no so finally Claire had to hop on his back. They walked in silence for the last block as Claire felt the heat of his body radiate through hers. She was no longer cold.
"Here we are. Wow, this is beautiful," Quil was taken back by how many people were just walking by ignoring the view. The city lights shone on the water making the water looking like something out of this world.
"It's my favorite place in the city at night," Claire whispered as she stared at the movement in the water.
"Why?" Quil loved learning new facts about her any chance that he could.
"When I was a kid it made me think it was another world I could escape to and get away from all my troubles," Claire felt a tinge if sadness for her child self before clearing her throat. "It also just looks really cool in photos and tourists go crazy over the perfect selfie with the water," Claire laughed as she pointed out a blonde teenager trying to do just as she said.
"Now you are away from all your problems," Quil felt a ping of guilt in his guilt about still not telling her how she was still in danger.
"Yes I am," Claire sighed and laid her head on his shoulder. She could get use to this.