Chapter 7
Claire's POV
I gasped as I opened the door. I'd planned to just run upstairs but they were right in front of me. i didn't know what i'd 'done' but i knew they were furious, even more so than usual.
I made a run for it, but dad caught me and threw me in the direction of the wall. i'd already experienced that one, so i twisted and hit the table instead. My head struck the corner and I cried out.
Mum grabbed me by the hair and dragged me up, as I stumbled towards the stairs. I curled up in a ball as she stomp on me with her heels.
One of them snapped off.
Oh god.
"you bitch!" she screamed and started to stab at me with the broken heel, I rolled away and ran but dad grabbed me again and punched me in the face. I hit weakly at his chest but he wouldn't let go.
Mum came at me with the hallway mirror and smashed it over my head. Glass covered me everywhere.
Dad yelled angrily at me and threw me at the glass cabinet. Glass pierced my skin into my back, my arms; one tore a huge cut in my leg.
I couldn't move from the glass, and I awaited my next blow.
But it didn't come.
I opened my eyes and…
They were gone.
What?
The suddenly I heard footsteps. I whimpered and tried to cover myself, they were back, they must have just got a knife or something, like last time…
"Claire!"
I looked up.
The boy.
What the hell was he doing here?
"Oh my fucking god, Claire hold on, hold on Claire-"he rushed at me and I flinched.
"no" I moaned softly "you shouldn't see me…like…this…" but he ignored me. He fumbled for his phone and I heard him calling someone. I looked behind him and saw a little girl that looked kinda like him. She was staring at me in horror. I tried to smile in comfort for her but something was blocking it. Probably glass. She said something I couldn't hear, and My vision was getting thinner and blacker.
Again.
Great.
He yelled at me, something to not close my eyes.
But I was already gone.
Hopefully forever.
Shanes POV.
I went in and heard something behind me. I looked round and saw my little sis Alyssa, whom I told not to come,
right there.
"Alyssa!" I yelled appalled.
I grabbed her by the arm and hustled her to the side of the house.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I hissed.
"Uhh, speak for yourself! What were you planning to do, steal all their crap?" she flung back.
"No! I was…" I contemplated showing her the note, but decided against it. I doubt Claire would have wanted that. "I was following Claire" I said quietly.
Comprehension dawned on her small face. "Ohhhhhhhhhh. Well you could have told me you jerk! Come on!" and she started to march past me, only I grabbed her arm to stop her. She threw an irritated look over her shoulder at me. I opened my mouth to say 'you aren't going' when we heard a huge crash and s cream from the house.
Claire.
I ran forward, not caring if Alyssa followed at the moment. I pushed through the door, only to hear the back one slam. Running as fast as I could, I heard labored breathing coming from the living room.
I opened the door and gasped "Claire!"
she lay there, against the wall, glass covered her, blood everywhere. There was a huge hole ripped in her leg, deep cuts in her arms and so so much blood…
"oh my fucking god Claire, hold on, just hold on…!" I yelled and rushed forward, Alyssa on my tail.
Claire shifted "no" she moaned " no you shouldn't see me…like…this…" I stared at her before I grabbed my phone. I didn't care if she wanted to die, I sure as hell didn't want her to!
I called the ambulance and started to relay what was here, telling them the address, but then Alyssa whispered "Shane".
I looked up at her. She was staring down at Claire. I looked over and saw her eyes closing.
"No!" I screamed and lunged forward, phone forgotten. "Claire don't close your eyes, don't fucking dare CLOSE YOUR EYES!"
Alyssa broke out of whatever trance she'd been in and called Michael and eve.
"Claire!" but she was gone.
Everything was whirling so fast, this was just like the girl, me running in, the blood stained carpet the slam of the door, the screaming of her name….so much like….
I picked her up. The ambulance was too slow. Claire had glass in her back as well, a long jagged line down her scarred white skin.
I ran.
We got to the hospital and the receptionist stared shocked at me, at Claire as her blood fell onto the floor.
"Help her!" I screamed.
I thumped back into the plastic white chair, head buried into my hands.
What…what if she dies?
My mind was filled with buzz; I kept seeing flashes in front of me, vivid as camera shots, of how Claire had looked lying there on the floor, blood everywhere, and the whites of her eyes rolling.
Of how she'd flinched as I came near.
How uncaring she was of dying, how much she actually wanted it.
"Hey" I looked up and saw Michael and Eve standing there, with Alyssa next to them.
Eve sat down without a word and hugged me, she was crying.
…If only Claire could see this, see how much people cared for her.
I sighed and sat back.
…
…Where were her parents? Surely they'd be worried?
"I don't know dude, they probably haven't been told" Michael said wearily as he sat down on my other side, Alyssa next to him.
I jumped. I guess I said that aloud.
"Surely the hospital called them?" I asked.
He shrugged. "No idea."
"Claire Danvers?" I jumped up, suddenly wide awake.
"Is she ok?" I asked breathlessly.
The doctor eyed me suspiciously "and you are?"
I opened my mouth to tell him 'fuck off'-
"Her brother" Michael put in. "I'm her brother, he's her...boyfriend." suddenly he and Eve were smirking.
...What the fuck?
But the asshole seemed to buy it. "She's stable right now, she's in room 614, but there's something I should tell you-"but I'd already gone.
I ran along the corridor, up the stairs till I was outside her room, panting.
I pushed it open softly.
She lay there, tender and quiet. Her skin paper pale and she was wired up to like a million machines.
I walked towards her, my breathing still now, and let the door swing gently shut.
I stared at her face. The scar on her cheek, the bruises, the tiny cuts from where the glass had been…
Her so soft pale lips, slightly parted as she breathed.
…I leaned forward, feeling the cold breath on my lips.
And without thought, I leant forward and lightly touched my lips to hers.
there we go! DRAMATIC. lol nope. but i hoped you enjoyed this chapter :D
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