Seems like ages ago I started writing this book. But alas WattPadd has to be annoying and won't let me write anymore than 200 chapters - and seeing as I don't want to give up on this story I've started a second book.
I hope you guys will read it...
Still a Whouffle fic and will pick up where the last book left off at Chapter 200.
For anyone that has just started reading - my advice is read the other boom first - this book is Chapter 200 onwards.
You don't have too but I advise it. There is several past story lines of the last book to reappear in this book later on.
Happy Reading. And thanks for 10K views on the first book :)
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Chapter 201 - "Help and Found..."
Clara's PoV
The unconsciousness could only have been a few moments.
I forced myself to move a little through my own pain, and shuffle upwards. I had to find and get through to someone right now. Even though all I want to do is die.
When I woke up, I didn't move but could feel my body shaking.
I groaned because I knew how much pain I was in. There was blood everywhere I looked in front of me and knew I was bruised from head to toe.
I picked the phone up which was smashed but still in working order.
It took me a moment to decide who to call. I knew this was an emergency and that anyone would come and find me
- but Lilly was a no go - pissed in the club - There was no way that Ollie was coming back and John was at home in Ealing at unit so too far.Of course I wouldn't want him seeing me in this state anyway.
I managed to call Richard, the only person I know would have been about or even able to find me.
'It's two in the morning Clara. What's up? I'm kind of out?' He complained through his deep voice.
'I-- I need h--elp' I whimpered in pain. It was barely a whisper but I know that he heard me.
'Help? What kind of help? Where are you Clara?' He asked simply.
'Carlingale Avenue. By the club' I said barely managing to hold onto my consciousness. My eyes were being fused shut.
'Your at the club? But I'm at that... Where are you? I can't see you' he complained.
'I'm outside -- on, on the field. Please come and help me. Please find me' I begged.
'I'm coming Clara. Don't panic. I'll find you'
Richard went into a panic unsure of where or how to find her. The field was massive.
He was really confused as to why she couldn't come to him - but then had a brilliant idea.
Apple ID!
'Come on Oswald - of course a password is requested' Richard said rolling his eyes. Then widened his eyes. 'Clara Oswald I know you so well' he chuckled typing in the password. "John"
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"Your Dying... But I love you..." - (Chapter 200 onwards)
RomanceContinuation of Chapter 200 onwards. This is a sort of Whouffle AU. Clara finds out at 15 years old that she could potentially die. She makes the awful move to London to get treatment. She feels like she's never fit in, but the prospect of dying...