.net/~twilightgrl0312sorry its taken so long. ive been drawn to blank! Im going to skip a head a few monthes and get to claire remembering things. claire and shane are together at this point.

Shane POV

Claire came down the hall and past me to get into the bathroom. Before I could greet her, she was already in the bathroom.

"Claire?" I said, knocking on the door, "Something wrong?" I recalled the terrified expression on her face just moments ago.

"J-Just a d-dream," I heard her sobbing.

I pounded on the door. "Claire! Claire, let me in!"

The bathroom door swung open, to reveal a sobbing Claire with tears soaking her cheeks.

"I COULDN'T SAVE HER!" she shrieked.

"What? Save who?"

"Alyssa! Your sister! I-I had a dream that I was in that fire! And she... and she..."

"Claire. Tell me what happened," I said, even though I already knew. Because the dream she had was no dream, but a memory. The absolute worst memory of my life.

"I was at your house. Your mom was making dinner and you and your dad were watching a football game. I promised Alyssa I'd do her hair and make up because she was going to a movie with a boy she liked that night. So we went upstairs and into her room to pick out an outfit and Monica was standing there, with a lighter, setting fire to Alyssa's desk. The curtains were already ablaze. Monica said that you would pay tonight, and I would be the sacrifice. Then she set the door on fire so we couldn't get out. Alyssa and I hid in the closet. I tried to call you, but your phone was off. It was getting really smoky in there, and we couldn't breathe. I didn't know what to do! I just hugged Alyssa tight and tried to keep her calm. The closet was quickly losing oxygen, so I told her to go hide under the bed; it was metal so it wouldn't catch fire. I heard you out side the door trying to get in; apparently the rest of the house was on fire now. I screamed and screamed and screamed. But you couldn't hear me. I kept screaming, but eventually the fire burned up the oxygen, and I passed out. The next thing I knew I was on a stretcher, a tube breathing for me, and I was out of the house, I tried to find Alyssa, but she wasn't anywhere. 'Alyssa!' I screamed, 'Where's Alyssa?' The doctors didn't listen to me. They just told me to calm down and breathe. But I couldn't leave her there! I got off the stretcher and ran into the house. You followed me, telling me not to. But no one else knew where she was! I ran back up into her room, and every thing was on fire. I got myself under the bed and she was still there, barley conscious. I dragged her out from under the bed, but then the dresser fell over, blocking the exit. You were already at the door, having followed me. I was carrying Alyssa and you crawled up onto one of the shelves in the closet and told me to give you my hand. I did, but as you lifted me up I dropped Alyssa! I tried to catch her, but she fell on the burning dresser! I couldn't save her I couldn't save her I couldn't save her!"

She collapsed into my arms and sobbed. Blankly staring into space, remembering my point of view, and rubbed her back, unsure of what to do. i remembered finding Claire in the closet, passed out and looking dead. I remembered watching as Ayssa's fingers left Claire's and she fell. I remembered how Claire never forgave herself and was never quite the same after Alyssa's death.

But one thing that stuck out most in this moment?

Claire was remembering it all too.

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