"Watch out!" I heard someone scream.
The car was spiralling out of control and- BOOM!
Sirens could be heard from a mile away.
Voices, lots of voices talking at once.
"Sir! We're losing him!"
"Get him out of there!"
The voices come closer.
" Miss, don't close your eyes! Stay awake."
Ryan... where is he?
My eyes fight to stay open, long enough to see the face of my brother, blood pooling out beneath his body.
"Ryan." The last thing I whisper before my eyea close shut and darkness takes over.
Present time
I can't do this
"Clair."
What have I done!
"Clair!"
I am a MURDERER!
"CLAIR!" - huh? Who's calling my name? I was so I'm daze that I didn't see Mel's soft hands shaking me from something I never wanna remember again.
"Dear, are you alright ? The two boys you were serving said you were just standing there, what's wrong?" Mel asks with concern evident in her voice; concern for me. Something I haven't had for a long.
I can't help but choke up and pull Mel into a hug, also something I haven't had for a long period of time.
"I am sorry." I sob into her soulder, not caring if the whole cafe is watching and I think Mel doesn't either because she just holds me.
That's alright.
That's all I need.
*****
The next day I take a day off which was forced, ofcourse. Mel being the sweetheart she is thinks it's gonna 'help me clear out my mind and make me feel better'
An empty chuckle escapes my mouth.
'to feel better' is not really my choice, now is it?
I shake my head and just think what my mom is doing right now? Is she still searching for me? Does she cry for me? Nah. Probably not, the constant calls stopped sooner than I thought.
There you go, theres your answer.
Proves how much my mother loves me doesn't? Ya pick up on the sarcasm.
All thinking is making my head hurt, ugh and I'm starvi- SHIT!
LUKE! LUKE HEMMINGS SAW ME AT THE DINER!
Ugh.... why does this keep happeing to me!
Whatever I won't let him bother me or my beauty sleep!
With that thought in mind, I padded across my bedroom to go to my small kitchen, which is connected to my equally small living room, well beggars can't be choosers.
Turing on the kitchen lights, I opened the fridge doors, only to my find nothing but some carrots.
My face twisted into something similar to irritation mixed with exhaustion, I guess I'll have to eat carrots tonight.
I hope tomorrow is a better day.
You know it won't be.
I know.
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Why Me?
Fanfiction"What have I done to you?" "Nothing at all." "Then why all this? why make me go through hell!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Clair Valentines is a girl whose life is nothing but an twisted roller coaster...
