Hey guys I am so, so sorry I didn't update for awhile I started school and recently an old classmate of mine passed away. I hope you guys enjoy this update and again I am so sorry that I wasn't able to put out this chapter faster. I was not expecting so much to happen the first week of school.
Claire couldn't sit still and she began pacing around the waiting room cursing under her breath and trying to remind herself that her parents know what to do. She feels herself taking in deep breaths and tries to calm down as her heart begins beating more rapidly and her mind tries to process all that's happening.
Just when she begins thinking she can't take it anymore her parents enter the waiting room. Her mother who is usually in sweats covered in the smell of smoke was dressed in her kakis and sweater and had a sweet perfume on. Her father who usually is wasted and smells of bar has on a blue flannel and a nice pair of jeans and thankfully smells like body spray.
Jane enters the room and asks for Claire's cellphone, luckily Claire remembered to clear the phone after texting her parents a warning and hands the phone over. Jane then did the same with her parents who gave her a reassuring look to keep cool and all was well.
Her parents are then taken into the same room that Claire had her interview in and Jane and Maura sit down at a table in the waiting room by Claire and watch as she continues to pace around the room shaking, and panicking waiting for the news.
After a hour her parents walk out of the room and smile at Claire. They open their arms and give her a big bear hug, doing their best to fake it around the cops, Claire tenses and feels a rush of fear but reminds herself this is the only way to lie about everything and have it turn alright.
After their hug Jane and Maura walk over and explain that the social worker will be joining them and that they need to go to Claire's parents home just to make sure that all is well, and then everything will be settled.
Claire's parents sigh in relief together and watch as Jane walks over to Claire and explains that she will be riding with Jane and Maura for safety reasons.
Claire instantly beings to feel her chest tighten and nods and checks her backpack for everything and then goes with Maura and Jane to their car.
The whole trip to her house was silent and Jane kept looking over her shoulder to see how Claire was doing. Maura could sense that Jane was apprehensive and tried to ask Claire about school.
Claire remained silent and tried her best to tune out the cops and focus on making it seem as if she was comfortable entering her home. She was nervous because her older and younger brothers would be there and she wasn't ready to face them after not coming home for months. It wasn't her fault they were treated better than her just because they were boys. She didn't choose this life nor did she expect something like this to ever happen to her.
Jane pulled into her driveway and parked the car. Carefully Claire unbuckled and slowly started up the driveway towords her house.
**Claire's POV**
I get out of the car and approach the front door everything comes back to me, the yelling, swearing, crying. Jane opens the front door gesturing to go inside. I spent months in other homes, other places filled with rejects just like me, and now I'm back to the hell that started it all.. I enter my home and Maura follows shutting the door behind her. I lead them upstairs to my room and they enter my bedroom.
It feels strange having adult police officers and a social worker in my room it's like my privacy just got invaded but they look around and find nothing out of the ordinary from their prospective.
It wasn't about what they didn't or did see it's about what I saw that frustrated me and made me worry. All my clothes were organized by color and type of clothing and all my band t-shirts and my jeans were gone. My bookshelf was in order by author and my Laptop on my desk had a login screen with a different background. Everything was wrong and when they looked all they saw was an overally clean teen bedroom.
They leave my room and I'm left with my thoughts for awhile. I sit on my bed and take in everything that's happening. I start to doze off when I hear someone shouting my name.
I am then called into the living room where I ruffle my younger brother's hair and give my mother a hug full of tension to show the social worker that I can handle it.
They all smile and Jane hands me her card apologizing for everything I had to go through and reminding me if I need anything to give her a call. The sad thing is that deep down I wanted them to find something wrong but then I remember, you would never know I cut and have scars from the pas unless you; pulled me aside, rolled up my sleeves all the way, rolled up my pants, scrubbed off all the makeup, ignored all the bruises and empty scars & then saw right was hiding right in front of you this whole time but that's just the thing they can't see what's right there in front of them… so they leave me trapped within the four walls of the empty home with no love and full of sorrow.
My mom yells, I cry, and I try to tell myself I can't die but I feel trapped, alone, and unwanted. The cycle will continue, and each time it get's worse and worse but you live and deal with it and hopefully you don't get to fucked up in the process.
I am fucked up though which sucks and I know that soon even though I am home things will get out of control again soon. My only question is, what's next?
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