Living With Animals

Chapter 23

"No we won't Jaocb. He'll find a way to get out of this if we take him to court. And if he does make it out of court, he's just going to hurt us worse for ratting him out. And if we don't it will stay the same. Jacob why does it have to be like this. WHy does my life have to be such a mess? It's not fair."

"I know, Claire, I know. It will get better. I promise."

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Later that night

Claire's P.O.V.

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I ended up having to call Lilia and have her come over tomorrow after school. She's staying at a distant relatives hosue as I've right now, about 27 miles from here.

My phone rings on the counter right next tot eh dinner table, where all of us are eating. Including my dad. He gives me a look, and I just glare back. I run up tot he counter and recognize the number as the doctor's office. I hold up a hand, signaling everyone to shh, and then put the phone on speaker.

"Is this Claira Johnson?" The doctor asks on the other line.

"This is she."

"We have your results for the Lumbar Puncture."

"Okay," I respond, enthusiasm in my voice. I know these results will be good. The doctors were certain they will be.

"The leukemia spread. To your central nervous system." Or not.

"It did?" I shakily ask. I try to keep my composure, not letting anyone know I'm flipping out.

"Yes. I understand you need time to process this, but first, do you have any questions?"

"No."

"Okay, we can schedule your appointment for tomorrow at 2 if you would like."

"That's fine. Thank you."

"Anytime." the line goes dead and no one says anything. I walk over to my seat and sit down shaking.

"Are you okay?" Jacob asks.

"Yeah," I respond, nonchalantly. I bite my lip and he gives me a suspicious look.

I play with my food for a minute, and then decide I lost my appetite.

"I'm done. If anyone needs me I'll be in my room." I set the plate in the sink and walk up the stairs to my room.

I sit down on my bed, connect my headphone to my phone, and turn on music. My luck is that the song "Princesses Don't Cry," comes on, when I'm trying not to cry. ANd I have no skips left.

No, I'm fine, I'm lying on the floor again
Cracked door
I always want to let you in
Even after all of the shit, I'm resilient

I take a deep breath, still trying not to cry, but it all comes unfolding.

I angrily through the pillow lying on my bed a the closet, and fall into a ball on the floor. I want to yell. Scream. I have a freak out. But I can't do that here. So I get up, grab my small backpack, and my keys. then run out of my room. I walk down the stairs and see everyone watching as I walk out of the house, slamming the door.

A few princess doesn't cry (no)
A princess doesn't cry (no-o)
Burning like a fire
You feel it all the time
But wipe your teary eyes

Cause princesses don't cry

Don't cry, don't cry oh
Don't cry
Don't cry oh
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, oh