Why Me?

Chapter 1

Clair's P.O.V

The annoying alarm clock goes of again, a groan escaped my un-brushed mouth, like always I peel myself of my bedsheet and start to walk to my bathroom which is right in room, thank god.

I reach my bathroom and quickly take a warm shower and that wakes me fully, I lather my vanilla scented body wash all over my body and shampoo and condition my brownish-blondish wavy hair and quickly wash off .

I walk to my cute small closet and grab a red lacy crop top, sky blue jean shorts.

I wear my outfit and go to my blue dresser and put a little bit of make up which includes eyeliner, mascara, a little bit of foundation and lastly a little bit of light pink lipgloss and with my hair I just let it hang over my shoulder.

Looking at myself in my mirror, to finish off my outfit I added a anchor neckless and a couple of bracelets.

The more I stare at myself, I see 2 hazel eyes looking duller than ever staring back at me, with bags under her eyes. I realize so much has changed since that day and how much I changed too.

The girl I used to be and who I am now. Just a girl too broken to be repaired.

With a sigh I grab my bag and close the door to my room before jogging downstairs, only to be ignored by my mom like every other day, without a glance in her direction I just walked past her to the fridge and took a small carton of milk.

I head to the door and put on my blue vans before headind out without a goodbye.

Walking to my bus stop my mind raced with million different thoughts. Looking around my street I realize nothing really changes in this small town. The same rusty shack I see as I pass the symmetrical houses, is still there like every other day, untouched and unnoticed.

Speeding to the bus stop I waited until the bus arrived. But as usual, drifting to my thoughts and didn't even notice my bus pulling in, honking its horn I snapped back to reality and got on, finding my usual seat at the back and sat down next to the window.

I was once again drifted into my thoughts and this time it was about something I want to forget but it's impossible, the reason why my mom is ignoring me.

Flashback.....

2 years ago

I was coming home from school and then I saw my dad waiting for me by my bus stop, his eyes red and glossy, I instantly knew something was wrong but I was wondering why he was there? So as I got of the bus asked him just that.

He wouldn't reply to me at all! What is wrong!? Soon my eyes were burning and I immediately felt tears welling up in my eyes, ready to spill.

Entering the lobby of my house, the sight of my mother hunched down, her head in her hands and body shaking wildly with sobs I immediately knew what happened.

I ran past my family friends who were keeping their tears in bay and trying to calm my mom down.

Jumping into my mothers lap, I started crying the life out of me, not caring what we looked like at all but the next sentence out of my mothers lips broke my heart into tiny pieces.

"I'm so sorry Clair, he is g-gon-e," my mother says choking on her words, I didn't know what to do anymore except letting the tears take over me......

Flashback over......

After I was done remembering the most dreadful day of my life I realised I already reached school, glancing around I saw I was the only one left, feeling embarrassed I duck my head low so the bus driver wouldn't see the blush forming on my face, he looked really annoyed... Oops.

Finally getting off the bus I heard the bus doors slam behind me, didn't really care about that about getting late cause well, whose there to scold me? So I leisurely walk into the gates of hell.

Welcome to my life.