17 - Lola: Claire

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Oh dear god no.




"Ryder? Do you have my bra?"




I yelled through the door, my cheeks flaming at his reply.




"Maybe."




I yanked the door open with a growl, snatching it from his outstretched hand and shoving it in the drawer with the rest.






"Could you do me a favour?" He asked, dragging in the mattress.




"Wear that on our next date."




I pursed my lips disapprovingly and he chuckled before glancing back towards the doorway guiltily.




"Hey, I'm sorry, but I've just realised. Chelsea's room's sorta turned into a storage room in the last year. I should probably get home and tidy it before she comes home tomorrow."




"Has she been away?" Anna asked naïvely.




"Sort of." Ryder's reply was perfectly polite, but his tone was stiff, and Anna was sensible enough not to press the issue.




I smiled sadly.




"Okay. I'll see you at school then." I smiled as he exited the room, and watched him walk down the stairs and out of the front door before turning back to Anna.




"Claire?" I asked, and she nodded.




Knocking on the bathroom door, I was shocked to hear quiet tears from inside before the door opened, and Claire's tear-stained face greeted me.

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