Chapter 9
Claire's POV
No.
Please…
Not them...
I could only watch in frozen terror as mom rushed towards me, engulfing me in a huge hug, while she sobbed.
Dad came over to me and clutched me like my mother did, his face contorted in relief.
Lies.
Everyone in the room was smiling at me, but only I could feel mom's fingernails digging painfully into my scalp, dad's arms secretly squeezing me tightly, his fingers clutching my skin through the nightgown.
I smiled innocently and appeared relieved and overjoyed at their arrival, while inside, my body was shaking so much it felt like it would rip me apart.
"Now then." The doctor said, he face no longer smiling as it turned serious.
"Claire I really must urge you to tell us who is responsible for severe injuries to be inflicted onto your body."
The nails dug in harder.
The arms grew tighter.
The eyes burned.
Warnings.
"I…" I stopped when I met the boy's eyes. Suddenly a part of me wanted to get up, and scream Its them! These two, they've been torturing me all my life! They're the ones who did this!
But in my heart, I knew I couldn't.
"I…I don't really want to talk about it. Look I'm fine. I'm not dead. I'm alright, there's no need to worry about it anymore. Please," I whimpered and felt tears fill my eyes as the pain grew " just leave it."
The doctor sighed and nodded "Very well. I can't make you tell us. But i hope you will change your mind soon. I'll come by later to check on you."
He sighed again and left the room.
Eve and Michael shook their heads sadly at me. But it was the boy, who continued to stare into my eyes.
For a second, I saw a flare of something, before it vanished.
He knew something.
Shane's Pov
The two of them rushed towards Claire and engulfed her into a hug.
Well, it was a relief that someone else cared about her.
I glanced at her face, and not surprisingly saw a look of relief and joy spread across it.
And then i was surprised. She lay there, happily grinning and smiling at her parents, her whole face glad.
All except…her eyes. Something there….
I looked at her parents. The way her mother sobbed, the way he looked broken. All expected from parents in their position.
But…there was an vibe of…overdone. I'd seen it before, in my own father's eyes, when he pretended to care for someone he was manipulating.
The doctor asked the question the rest of us had been so close to answering and I saw something change in her parents.
Warnings.
I felt my eyebrows lift, surprised at the voice that had spoken so suddenly in my head.
I shrugged it off. Of course they loved her; I was probably just confused by my own crap childhood.
Her eyes met mine, still full of something, different, before they turned back into their guarded unreadable look.
Was she not happy they were here?
Why was she going to tell us, but then stopped when her parents of all people, people she could trust most, came in?
What the hell was going on here?
Claire's POV
Mom and dad sat up.
"Honey, we'll go get you something to eat, what do you want? How about ice cream? I know how much you love Ben and Jerrys!" she winked at me and kissed my forehead.
I felt myself nod and squeal excitedly.
Dad laughed and ruffled my hair.
It made me want to cry.
Why couldn't you be like this for real?
Why do you hate me so much?
Mom bit her lip and looked from me to the other three in the room. "we'd stay with you, but we haven't eaten anything today, I don't know, maybe I should stay here…"
Michael smiled "she'll be perfectly safe with us Mrs Danvers. We're Claire's friends."
I couldn't help but wince as he said that as dad turned to look at me, his eyes blazing.
The boy also turned to look at me.
God I was in the shit.
"Oh that's wonderful!" Mom was gushing, and she started this fake concerned mother speech.
Finally they left and I was alone with them.
I didn't look at them, keeping my head focused on the ugly white sheet.
Someone took my hand and I reluctantly looked up to meet Michael's eyes. Eve leant forward and took my other hand.
The Boy took a few steps forward and sat on the edge of the bed next to me.
He didn't say anything, he didn't need to.
He slipped a arm around me and I stiffened in shock. But he continued and brought me to him.
Hugging me.
I'd never been in a guys embrace before. Hell I'd never been In anyone's since these 3 turned up.
I eventually relaxed, shocked that he hadn't pinched or scratched or squeezed me.
He just held me.
A sob rose up in my throat and ripped its way out of my chest painfully for the deep hurt longing feeling.
I tried to stop the tears fall and brushed at my face furiously.
"don't."
I looked up to see them all smiling comfort at me.
"just let it out Claire. We don't mind. Just…cry."
And the boy held me, while I sobbed and shook into his chest.
Eventually I calmed down, and felt his warm lips press to my forehead.
And then I slid away, into the dark.
Ok, i am REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLYX100 sorry! i have like a million reasons for why i haven't updated in ages, some of them quite unpleasant, but i won't bother telling you them, i babble enough already :)
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