Author note- Okay guise. Part dos. Yee. Almost done.
The 2 weeks went by really quickly, and surprisingly, The Doctor and Cecilia became very good friends, and The Doctor was starting to develop the slightest teeny tiniest crush on her. He still really loved Clara.
And he was especially excited because in another 2 weeks, he'd finally be with Clara!
Now came the really challenge: dating Nora.
He was really nervous about this, because he already knew she had the hots for him, and he didn't want anything to get out of hand, so on their first date, he set barriers. Like no kissing, cuddling or any of that lovey dovey stuff. Hugging and hand holding are acceptions. Nora agreed to the rules and the rest of the 2 weeks were also a delight. He wasn't sure who he liked better; Nora or Cecilia, but he just absolutely couldn't wait for his whole 2 weeks with his Clara!
Cecilia walked in on him lying on his bed, looking up at the ceiling.
"Hey..." She said slowly, "How are you feeling about going out with Nora?..."
The Doctor sighed and scooted over on the bed so that she could lie down with him. It wasn't awkward anymore, they had done it a couple of times. Cecilia walked over and sat down next to him, her knees to her chest.
The Doctor sighed, "You know she likes me... Right?"
Cecilia rolled her eyes, "I'm her sister. Of course I do."
The Doctor rested one hand behind his head and put the other next to his waist, "Well, when we met, I didn't like you at all. I liked Nora more than you. But now, I know you like me. As I friend, I mean. But, what if she breaks my rules and gets all over me? That'd be weird and disrespectful."
"Well..." Cecilia started, "I'll go over things with her, got it?"
The Doctor nodded and grabbed her hand lightly, "I can trust you, right?"
Cecilia nodded, "Of course."
The Doctor turned on his side, "I really, really, like Clara. And you know that. My original plan was... To get her to kiss me with mistletoe, but now..." He sighed and squeezed Cecilia's hand, "I don't know if I should anymore. When we were in quadreaninex, I met someone. I may have already known them but I find out about them more. And now I might... Like her. What should I do...?"
Cecilia sighed, "Well... Who is she?"
How could The Doctor explain to her that the girl in quadreaninex was her?! He figured out a plan so that Cecilia could realize it herself it was her! Ah it was brilliant! "Ehm well she had brown hair, brown eyes, and she was very pretty."
"Okay so? That could be any girl! Give me more details!" Cecilia demanded.
"Alright, she was also wearing a blue velvet mini skirt, a polka dotted black and white long sleeved cropped shirt, black fishnet stockings and black high heels." Cecilia started to chuckle, "Hey! That's what I was wearing..." She slowed down her speech and looked down at the doctor. He looked up from the bedspread and smiled. Cecilia smiled back. "Doctor I-" The Doctor cut her off. "D-Don't tell Clara. She thinks I have this wild crush on her and that no one can come between us, but obviously that's wrong." He smiled when he was finished he pulled her into a big hug, and they fell onto each other. They immediately both burst out laughing, but they stopped when heard Clara walk in and say, "Cecilia, Doctor, what the hell is going on in here."
Cecilia and the Doctor let go on queue. They sat up and started stuttering explanations. The Doctor cleared his throat, "W-Well I, uh, we were kinda uh, um... Okay. So, here's what's going on. I-"
"You don't like me don't you?"
"Clara I-"
"I... I thought you liked me... Oh I've always liked you! But now since you were practically snogging my sister-"
"We weren't snogging!" Cecilia yelled at the top of her lungs, "Look, we were just hugging. Didn't you and him used to do that?"
Clara walked fast and snatched the Doctor up from the bed, "This is very overdue." She said to him, she leaned in quickly and kissed him.
Cecilia was in shock and ran out of the room tearing up. Cecilia really liked the doctor and now her chances with him were basically ruined.
The Doctor pulled Clara off of him. Clara's face was confused. "W-What's wrong? I thought you liked me?" "I do Clara, I really do, but lately I've been liking Cecilia a lot. I've never realized how nice an sweet she is, and now I'm choosing her. She wins the bet I guess. I'm sorry Clara. I just want to be friends with you." The Doctor kissed he forehead and left the room. Clara's face was frozen. She just sat on the bed and was processing what just happened. Then, the tears came. They were the worst flow she's had since her parents died. After that, she thought nothing could hurt her.
When The Doctor saw Cecilia in the control room he lifted up her chin and kissed her. Cecilia sniffled out "I-I thought you wanted to be with Clara."
The doctor crouched down to Cecilia's sitting level and whispered in her ear, "I really loved you all along." Cecilia lit up like a Christmas tree after hearing those words come out of the Doctor's mouth. They hugged for a good 5 minutes and then the doctor finally pulled away and asked, "Wait, where's Nora?" "Oh I don't know. Probably dozed off somewhere."
Cecilia responded.
"I think I better go check on Clara…" Cecilia suggested. "I'll come with you. I need to talk to her too."
As they started walking towards the room, the could hear Clara sobbing from the control room hallway! Cecilia basically sprinted to go talk to her. "Clara? Can I talk to you?" "GET OUT OF HERE!" Clara yelled. "So much for talking then." Cecilia mumbled. The Doctor went in the room and say beside Clara rubbing her back. "Hey, listen. Even though I chose Cecilia, you'll always be MY impossible girl. I won't ever leave your side. Okay?" Clara lifted up her head and looked into The Doctors eyes.
"Doctor..." Clara began, "I just... Don't understand... Why? Why would you leave me, for my sister? That's sick, Doctor. I... why? Just, just why?"
The Doctor sighed and cupped his hands on Clara's face, "Because... You've told me we were just friends so many times. And, I just thought, that you would be happy that I found someone... I moved on. Can I just be happy for a change?" He brushed one of his thumbs over her cheek, "Just because I found someone else, doesn't mean I don't like you... You are the bestest friend I could have, and I always want you to be here for me..."
Clara pushes his hands away from her face, "You just want a mate, I know. But, with my sister? MY sister? After what she's done to you?"
"So tell me." He began, "How do you know what she did to me?"
Clara stood up, "Because I asked her to. I wanted you to break her down so that I could manage to... Kiss you... But honestly she is a total bitch."
The Doctor looked up at her, "Clara..."
At this point, The Doctor was furious. Why would Clara do something like that? He knew her for like what, a year now? He couldn't believe she actually did that.
"ALRIGHT FAMILY MEETING EVERYBODY!" The Doctor yelled so that Nora could hear it wherever she was. "But Doctor ehm we're not family." Cecilia questioned. "You get the idea." He replied. "COME ALONG NORA WHERE ARE YOU?!" He shouted. Speaking of Nora, she just abruptly sat up from her slumber in on of the other rooms. "OI! STOP YELLING IM COMING! GEEZ!" She got up out of bed and ran to the control room. There she saw the doctor Cecilia and Clara sitting in a circle, but Cecilia and Clara's backs were facing each other
Nora rolled her eyes and sat in the circle, "What's this all about!?" She whined, "Is it that important...?"
The Doctor looked at her with a face that said, 'If this wasn't that important do you think I'd be doing this right now?' Look.
"Maybe." The Doctor started, "You could try to persuade these two sister to maybe forgiv-"
Clara and Cecilia said, "Not a chance."
Cecilia flipped her body around, "We do you expect for HER? She's stuck up, spoiled, and suck an-"
"WHAT DID A SAY ABOUT BEING NICE?" The Doctor yelled.
Clara stood up, "It's fine, Doctor. She's right. Guess I won't be wearing short selves anytime soon..."
Nora looked up at her, "But you haven't worn short sleeves since you were..." She looked at Cecilia, "Six...teen..."
Cecilia stood up and walked over to Clara, "You would always skip breakfast... And lunch... And eat a very small dinner..."
"She still does that..." The Doctor added.
"Clara..." They all said.
Clara sniffed and began to sob, "MY LIFE SHOULDN'T MATTER TO ANY OF YOU!" She ran out the console room and into the corridors.
"What was that all about?" The Doctor said puzzled. Nora looked down. "Clara had been dealing with a serious case of anorexia and depression since she was a teenager. Cecilia and I don't know how she developed these sicknesses because Clara never tells us anything. She thinks she can handle it on her own, and handling it on her own means shoving her finger down her throat or not touching her food at all. We noticed something was going on when she started to loose weight. Fast. Then she just started to be very sad and down about everything. She showed no emotions, she had no inputs on anything, and she just wasn't herself." Nora was starting to tear up. "I just don't want to loose my sister. Doctor, you're the only one she'll open up too. Please go talk to her." The Doctor was really scared. He don't know how he could handle loosing his impossible girl to these horrible diseases. He just nodded and ran to Clara's room, where she was crying and on her weight scale. There was also a pill bottle on her nightstand that was on its side, opened. "Clara. It's me, The Doctor. You can step off of the scale now." He said sweetly. "It's not enough!" She cried out. "I'm only 98 pounds! *sniff* I need to get down to at least a 75!" She sobbed. The Doctor had her step off the weight scale so he could give her a hug. He gave her a kiss on her forehead and whispered in her ear,
"Clara Clara Clara..." He cradled her in his arm slowly, "Tell me... Why are you unhappy?"
"Why are you I love with my skinny, beautiful, smart sister?" She asked him. Her head was digging into his chest. He could feel the tears slip off of her cheek and onto his tweed vest.
"First it was River... And now my own sister? Do you know how much more worthless that makes me feel? Everyday, Doctor. I knew you wouldn't ever like me. So now, since I've tried to see if you liked me and it backfired, what matters? Why can't I just end it now?" She sighed and looked at herself, suddenly realizing she was in her bra and knickers (underwear). She walked over to the sink and looked up at the mirror in front of her, "I'm just tired... Tired of being me... All this weight I have on my shoulders? Honestly, you should feel the same way..." She looked at the pills. And slowly reached for them, until the Doctor grabbed her wrist. She winced, he grabbed it on one of her many cuts.
"Don't..." He said softly.
Clara sniffed as the tears started coming, "I'm sorry Doctor... I'm sorry!" She broke her wrist away and grabbed the bottle of pills, "This is for my own good."
She swallowed them. The whole bottle. She closed her eyes and collapsed on the ground.
The Doctor screamed. "CLARAAA! NO! I'VE LOST WAY TO MANY COMPANIONS PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME CLARA!" The Doctor was sobbing. He was too tired of this; loosing all the people closest to him. Rose, Martha, Donna, Amy and Rory, all the people he cared about. The Doctor didn't want to live like this anymore. He wanted to disappear so he wouldn't have to loose the ones he loved over and over again. He looked in Clara's drawers. Not surprisingly, he found a gun. He stared at it for quite awhile and decided he was going to kill himself. He locked and loaded, and aimed it inside his mouth. Right before he pulled the trigger, Clara was wide eyed and jumped up screaming, "DOCTOR NO!"
It was almost too late. She wobbled over to him quickly and snatched the gun from his grip. Her vision was blurry, Clara wasn't sure if it was from tears or overdosing. The Doctor opened his eyes slowly, "C-Clara?..." He could barely get those words out. He was feeling so much emotion right now, it was unbearable. Anger, frustration, defeat, sadness, relief and mostly Love. He was feeling so much love. The Doctor pulled her into a tight hug, ignoring the fact she was in her underwear. Honestly, it didn't matter anymore. He was done. Cecilia may be nice, but she could never replace his Clara. His. She thought she was unloved. How could she even think that? Clara pulled away from the hug and smiled a faint, sad smiled, "I..." She began, "I.. L-L-..." She didn't trust anyone with these words. No one. Ever. But the Doctor? That's another story. The Doctor pulled Clara into his arms again and whispered, "Clara... You are short, bossy, and perfect in every way. I don't know how you could ever think otherwise. If you could love yourself as much as I love you..."
The Doctor and Clara were both spooning under the covers after everything was better. They were talking about where they should go next because they've been cooped up in the TARDIS all day. As they were discussing, Nora walked in randomly, but from her view it looked like they were having sexual intercourse. "Aahhhokay okay saw too much!" Nora talk shouted. Clara laughed. "Nora, if you think we're having sex, we're not!"
"Oh okay phew!" Nora relieved herself.
Nora was about to close the door, when she heard them talking, "But... We'd leave them." She heard the Doctor say.
"But... I'd say it's for both of our own good." She heard Clara shift, and walked down the corridors the the bathroom. She needed to take a long, hot, bath.
Clara shifted towards the Doctor so that she as facing him under the covers. Her chest was about a foot away from his. It was being awfully uncomfortable for the Doctor to keep his arms around her, so he scooted in towards her so that their feet were intertwined and that she was up against him.
She smiled and closed her eyes, "I really think we should let them go, Doctor. Maybe get a boy companion. I don't know... Just for one day, Doctor. I want to feel like you're all mine and no one else's..."
The Doctor suddenly remembered the cuts on her arms and thighs. How skinny she was and all the bad thoughts she had ever felt.
He grabbed Clara tighter and whispered in her ear, "Clara, we'll drop them off and them have the most romantic dinner on earth on Christmas Eve. We'll drop them off and go straight to Christmas Eve..."
"Promise?"
The Doctor kissed the top of her head, "I. Promise."