She smiled as she left the room, glad to leave it on a good note.
Chapter 3
Just as Clara was considering exploring a different corridor in fear of seeing too much she shouldn't, yet another door opened for her. This one read 'Rose Tyler'. Clara felt drawn to it, like she was being beckoned inside by the TARDIS. After hesitating, she gave in and stepped inside.
Inside, she found a nice sized room which had a deep red and white colour scheme. There was a small double bed against the far wall with a glossy dark brown wooden headboard which had two entwined roses engraved in the middle. The wardrobe, dresser and other pieces of furniture were made of the same glossy, rich brown wood. On one wall there was a full length mirror which had a red rose placed on top of it.
Clara walked around the room on the fluffy white carpet, and noticed that there were many photos on the walls of this room, stuck on neatly and orderly. Some of the photos had been printed much larger and framed. In one of the biggest framed pictures, which hung above the bed, was a photo of the same Doctor as the one as it was with Donna, holding hands with a blonde girl, which Clara thought must be Rose, sat on a branch up an extremely tall tree. The tree looked unearthly and beautiful, and it towered above the others, which were hugged in a delicate blue mist. The Doctor and Rose looked so happy together. They looked closer than Clara and the Doctor were, and she guessed that they'd been travelling together for a long time. But even then, Clara could never imagine holding hands with him like that. No, that wouldn't happen. Rose must have been very special.
She walked over to the dresser, where a hair brush and some make up lay, as if Rose hadn't got around to putting things back before an adventure or trip out. On the corner of the dresser mirror, a piece of paper that had been torn from a notebook was pinned to it. Clara got closer until she could read the writing - the same handwriting as the note to Donna from the Doctor.
Dearest Rose,
I'm so sorry for loosing you. You were absolutely brilliant. I just want you back, so I can tell you how much you mean to me and have our adventures together like it should be. I'm sorry for being a coward, never saying those three words that I've always meant and always will. I love you, Rose Tyler. You are beautiful and I'll never forget you.
Love from
The Doctor xx
Clara swallowed and this time, she let the tears fall. The Doctor had loved Rose, yet he'd never told her. He must have hated himself when he lost her.
Clara gazed out the window. It looked out onto a lonely beach, where there were no people to be seen. The sun shone down on it and she noticed there was a run down wooden sign near the window, which read 'Bad Wolf Bay'.
For a second, Clara thought she saw some figures on the beach, as if the TARDIS window was showing her another snippet of the past. But they disappeared as quickly as they'd appeared, and they weren't coming back.
She took a deep breath and looked around the room. Everyone's travels with the Doctor seemed to end in tragedy. Would her own ending be the same? She'd almost died jumping into the Doctor's time stream to save him, yet she was still here. Maybe something worse was heading her way.
Clara headed to the door and crept out. She peered down the corridor, seeing many more doors. She shook her head. She didn't want to see any more, she just couldn't. So, she turned on her heel and ran back down the corridor. She didn't stop until she reached the swimming pool, where she jumped in, fully clothed, and lay there floating for a while.