Over the Years
Part nineteen
Disclaimer: Everyone knows this isn't mine.
CLAIRE
I held the gun against his head. "Please don't make me." I begged, tears streaming down my face. "Please let there be another way."
I stared deep into Peters eyes. How could I possibly shoot the person who had saved my life? How could I talk his life away from him?
"You have a choice Claire." Nathan said. My eyes snapped to him. He looked at me, then walked over to his brother. "I'm not going to leave you Pete."
I knew what Nathan was going to do. I wasn't going to just lose my uncle, I was going to lose my father too. And then I saw Nathan grabbed a hold of Peter. As soon as he did, Peters eyes met mine. Then he was gone.
I felt like my heart had been ripped from my chest. That's when I knew. I was in love with Peter. And not the way a niece should love an uncle.
I saw the sky burst into flames and my tears came even faster and harder. He was gone. I saw him in my mind, that day when I ran into him at school. The way he told me life would get better after high school. The day at the jail, the way his face had looked when I said those words, "you're totally my hero."
Then the day I saw him dead on the table, how I felt like my world had come crashing down, then was miraculously better as soon as he opened his eyes. The way I was shocked when I saw he was going to trust Nathan, and the hurt look in his eyes when had looked at him with betrayal.
And now he's gone.
I stared up at the sky. If he really was gone…wouldn't I feel something?
Then my mind jumped to myself, walking through fire, jumping off of roofs, then I froze when I realized the truth. Peter wasn't dead. He couldn't be dead. If he really did have my gifts, then he could live through that…I knew he could.