Thanks for the reviews! And I'm not sure whether to kill him yet ! I really want too, lmao, that seems so cruel but it'll add another level to the story! CraZii DiNkS, I agree, but I don't know how to write it. That might happen in ninth grade or something. Which isn't too far away. I'm just not sure how to write it, but they should because I know a few girls who lost it at like 12 :S. Sorry for the long wait but I have GCSE's which are really important! But there all over now so I have until September, minus two weeks when Im in Spain, woop! I love holidays abroad! OH AND READ MY DANG FICTIONPRESS STORY! HE LOVES ME, HE LOVES ME NOT! I LOVE IT ANYWAY! I like it more than this but it only has one chapter because nobody reviews it. A tear has just fallen down my cheek. I am SERIOUSLY sorry for not updating for so long. I don't know why I haven't. Writer's Massie Block I guess. Geddit? You see what I just did there. BAM! Im on fire! Sizzle!! Dear god, I should just write the story.


Claire sat up in her seat. Her neck was rigid and staring down at her were Aaron's family.

'We just got back.' Audrey said. 'Your parents are here. I think it's best if you go home and get some proper sleep. Your mom gave us your number so we'll call you if we get anymore news.'

Claire nodded, sleepily. She kissed Aaron's cheek and left the room.


The Block Estate

The Guesthouse

Tuesday, May 20th

6:37 A.M.

Claire sat up in bed. Her head felt heavy and her cheeks were tight from a night filled with tears. There was a slight throb in her head, insisting she was going to have a headache. She heard a knock on her door.

'Come in.' She croaked, sitting up.

Judi popped her head around the door.

'How are you feeling?' She asked.

'Horrible.' Claire answered.

'Would you like to take the day off?'

Claire shook her head.

'I'll go in. I don't want to sit at home all day.'

Judi nodded.

'Ok. Well, make sure you're ready in time. Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes.'

Claire nodded and Judi shut the door.


Octavian Country Day

The Cafe

Tuesday, May 20th

12:37 P.M.

'Claire! I heard the news about Aaron, so terrible!' Kori said. 'How are you feeling?'

Claire shrugged and Kori walked away.

'I'd feel a whole lot better, if people stopped asking me that.' Claire said, taking a sip of her Coke.

'You'd feel a whole lot better if you stopped drinking that, as well.' Massie said. She took a long glug of her Glaceau mineral water and sighed, as if to show satisfaction.

'I need sugar. I haven't had gummies in weeks.' She had bags under her eyes and her hair was messily scraped back.

'Seriously. That can of Coke contains like a third of your daily sugar allowance. Then again, I think your body is used to around a kilo of sugar a day, you should start eating fruit. Natural sugar.' Massie said. She bit into an apple, and grinned.

Claire flicked a piece of cheese from her sandwich at Massie, then smiled.

'You sound like my mom! Since when did you become such a nerd?' Claire asked.

Massie smiled.

'Since, forever. I've always been a nerd, I just cover it up in designer clothes, Jakkob's haircuts and my ah-dorable Dolce sunglasses.' Massie stood up and showed off her outfit. She was wearing navy linen pants and a white slouch t-shirt with a thick, red, patent belt tied loosely around her waist. Her ballet flats were the same red as the belt. She lowered her sunglasses off her glossy hair and down onto her nose.

'You look like a sailor.' Claire giggled.

'Good. It's the new look.' Massie smiled.

'I was kidding. I think you look nice.'

'Good. Because I'm a nerd, I have to look nice.' She bared her two front teeth over her bottom lip and snorted like a pig.

Claire laughed.

'I bet you were never a nerd, Massie Block. You've never had to slum it on the streets like I have.' Claire said.

'Slum it on the streets? Give me a break.'

'Well, I've had to slum it in a disgusting guesthouse for a while now.' A smirk formed on Claire's face.

'I know what you mean. It has been infested with rats for a while now. Four of them. Ironically, they call themselves Lyons.'

Claire giggled.

'Thanks for the laugh. It look my mind off, you-know-what.' Claire's face fell.

'And I'm going to keep taking your mind off it.' Massie said. 'Tonight we are going to the mall. I want to get my mom some surprise baby things. You know, clothes and accessories. She keeps saying that she wants to go but she's tired all the time, so I offered. The babies are due at like the end of July, but I think twins come earlier, I'm not sure but I want to buy a few surprises to give to her for when she's had them.'

'It's flew hasn't it, your mom's pregnancy?'

'Yeah, I know, it's like seven months already. But when she told me, she was already two months so I suppose that add's to it really. So it's only been five months.' Massie said. 'It's really wierd, seeing her the way she is. I mean, she's the biggest I've ever seen her and she can't bend over anymore, so it's me that has to pick up her keys when she drops them at the front door.'

'It'll all be over in two months. Well, it won't because you'll have the twins for the rest of your life but, yeah, you know what I mean.'

'That's the point, though. It won't be over. Ok, so my mom will be able to pick up her keys but it's never going to end. I can see it now. Ok, so it'll be fun playing with the babies but my mom and dad are going to be tired all the time. I had a nanny but they want to look after the twins by themselves so theres no other help other than Inez and Isaac.'


The Block Estate

The Guesthouse

Tuesday, May 20th

6:05 P.M.

Claire entered the guesthouse giggling. Massie had tripped up her front steps on the way in and Claire couldn't stop laughing at the image of her shopping bags flying in the air.

'It's not funny, Claire!' Massie had shrieked.

Claire stood, shock still when she saw the pale faces of her parents.

'What's wrong?' She asked.

'Hunny, I think you should sit down.' Her mom said, patting a space next to her on the sofa.

Claire sat down with a thud.

'It's Aaron.'

'He's not dead?' She whispered.

'No, but the doctors have confirmed the worst. He might not make it through tonight.'

'He..he...what? He will. He will. He will. He will. He will.' Claire started to whisper to herself. It seemed the more she said it, the harder it came to believe. She repeated it over and over until the words seemed like jumble that didn't belong to the English language. Her father placed his hand under her arm and lifted her up. Her parents led her out of the house and to the car.


Westchester Infirmary

Intensive Care, Room 16

Tuesday, May 20th

7:24 P.M.

'Aaron, if you can hear me, I love you.' Claire said. Tears filled her eyes as she clutched Aaron's motionless hand. She felt his hand twitch and her heart lifted. 'Aaron? Are you there?'

His eyelids twitched open. Claire's heart skipped a beat. It seemed like Aaron's had too, when a loud non-stop beeping noise filled the room. A swarm of doctors and nurses rushed in, and one nurse assisted a sobbing Claire out. Claire stood at the window, tears pouring down her sheets as they pulled out the defribrillator pads and started to use them on Aaron's chest. The doctors placed the paddles on Aaron's chest for one last time, the shock entered his body but he remained lifeless. Claire screamed as the doctors packed up the pads removed the wires from Aaron's body.

'YOU'RE MEANT TO SAVE LIVES! WHY IS HE DEAD?' Claire screamed at one of the nurses as she left the room.

Another nurse appeared at her side and took her over to the seats. Aaron's mom rushed in.

'Claire? I heard screaming?' She said, flushed in the face. She had obviously rushed over from the cafe down the hall.

'I'm sorry, Mrs. Clifton. We tried. Your son's injuries were severe. There was nothing we could do.' The nurse said, with her arm around Claire who was sobbing into her hands.

'N-n-n-n-no! You've made a mistake!! YOU'VE MADE A MISTAKE!' Audrey screamed, then she started to whimper. 'Please! Tell me he's fine!'

'Mrs. Clifton. Aaron was never to make a full recovery. His head injuries were too severe.'

'NO!! MY BABY!' Audrey started to scream once more, then collapsed in a heap on the floor, sobbing. She wiped her face, but the tears kept coming faster. Audrey cleared her throat. 'Could you phone my husband please? His mobile number is on your files. Koby and him were coming for eight. It's too late now. Can I see him?'

Audrey seemed to have recovered fast but her actions were slow, almost as if she had switched into robot mode.


I was going to add more to this chapter but it's been so long, I thought I would leave it there. I just had to kill him off, as it adds more to the story now. Another storyline I have in mind ;). If I write more, I get preoccupied and then it takes even longer to get up. So here you go, read and review :D. I apologise for the two month wait :P, don't know if it was two months.