In this chapter, you'll find that Clare really has changed... For the better? For the worse?...who knows, you decide! Haha
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The music came blaring out of Clare's headphones and into her ears that Friday night. She lay in her bed, taking in every word of the Evanesense song.
I long to be like you
Lay cold in the ground like you
There's room inside for two
And i'm not grieving for you
Im calling for you
She did this every Friday night. In fact, she had been doing this every almost every night of the week for past couple of months. She'd lock herself in her room, music blaring. And she'd feel her body suddenly relax at the thought of these words.
Just the thought of these soothing words, bringing her hope of being with Alli someday. Even if she had to lose her life in order to be with her best friend once agai-
BANG BANG BANG
Her thoughts were cut off when she felt her heart jump at the sudden banging on her door. She couldn't believe someone was banging so loudly, she was able to hear it past her music.
She quickly got off her bed and rushed over to the door to see what would possibly drive someone to interrupt her time of peace.
This better be good, she thought to herself.
It wasn't.
She opened her door to see her step-brother/ex-boyfriend standing there looking agitated.
"What?", she scoffed.
"Mom asked me to tell you to come downstairs for dinner...10 minutes ago! Thats how long i've been knocking on your door", he explained looking annoyed.
"Oh", she said simply, looking away.
"Oh...?", he asked, "That's all i get?"
She had been at a loss for words lately. There was nothing wrong with being a woman of few words but...this was Clare. The girl with all the clever, sassy comebacks. But as many other characteristics of the usual Clare Edwards...
MIA.
Frustrated, Jake just sighed, "Just come downstairs, dinner's ready." She nodded her head about to close the door, when he continued, "And quit being so emo, will ya? What are doing in there, cutting yourself?"
Clare rolled her eyes and glared at him.
"Screw you", she replied closing the door behind her as she re-entered her room.
And as she began to remove the bulky headphones from around her neck and put her iPod down, she glanced at the reflection in the mirror, of a person she did not know anymore.
It was herself.
Hey, hope ya liked it :)
And if your not familiar with the band, evanesense, you really should go listen to "Like you" (mentioned in beginning of chapter). Its basically about how someone close to them is dead and the person is saying they are not grieving for them because they are actually lucky to be dead bc the person sees death as peaceful, not having to put up with the pain of living anymore.
reviews appreciated:)