These past two weeks have been hell. I went back to school yesterday and it was a hell of an experience. Everyone kept looking at me and whispering but I just tried my best to ignore it. I haven't spoke to Cole since everything that went down. He did say he was sorry for my moms death though. Today is my moms funeral. Its later on In the day but I'm going to school, mainly because I'm so far behind. Those two weeks really knocked my grades down
I scream myself awake every single day asking for my mom. But she's never there. Sometimes Allison will come in to comfort me, sometimes Victoria or Chris. I lie there awake and switch my alarm off. I get out of bed and quickly make my bed before taking a shower.
Lydia went missing from the hospital last night so I've been waiting for information on that.
I get out of the shower and head into my room where I blow dry and curl my hair. I do my makeup very slowly whilst looking at myself in the vanity unit. My eyes were red and puffy like every morning when I wake up. I wish my mom was here. She help with the constant throbbing of my head and the nightmares. Like she said she would.
Once my makeup was done I get dressed. I put on a black denim skirt with some black tights and then a white top. I take my dress for the funeral downstairs with me and leave it with my bag whilst I get breakfast.
I get some Advil and quickly take it with some water. "You know you don't have to go to school today. You don't have to go back to school till your comfortable." Victoria says and I sigh. "I am falling in all my lessons. I was an A* student. Now I'm hardly getting F's that's just from the two weeks off. I'm going back. My mom wouldn't want me to just mope around all day. She'd want me to get a good grades." I say and chris smiles sympathetically.
I didn't eat much of my breakfast I just basically played with it. "Come on Clara." Allison says holding my hand. I stand up and follow Allison out but I grab my bag and dress. I left my stuff for thr funeral in the back of Ally's car. "Girls, if you feel like you want to come home. You can." Chris says and I nod before getting into Allison's car.
"You're strong." Allison says and I sigh. "You know, your aloud to be upset to. You two were close as well." I say and she holds my hand and squeezes it. "I'm okay." Allison says and I nod.
We get to school and I grab my bag and dress and take it to my locker. I put my things in my locker and look at everyone staring at me. I roll my eyes and grab some textbooks and notebooks before heading to home room.
I had a busy first two periods of trying to understand what the teachers were saying because I had so long off. I didn't understand most of it.
My third period was chemistry and I walk in and meet eyes with Stiles. He taps the seat beside him and I smile slightly then go sit beside him.
Me and Stiles have gotten a lot closer since my moms death. He's came to the house to see me a few times as well. I look down at my notebook and smile whilst remembering the first time Stiles came over.
I was in bed hugging one of my moms jumper. It had been two days since my mom died. Chris and Victoria had just gone through my moms room and started to get rid of everything. I had kept a few things which were now in a smaller box in the corner of my room.
Small taps on my window caused me to groan and get out of bed. I open my window and look out to see Stiles throwing stones at my windows. "Stiles what are you doing?" I question quickly wiping my eyes. "Can I come up?" He asks and I nod.
It took Stiles about ten minutes to climb up. I fold my moms jumper up and put it on top of the box of here stuff. "What's up?" I ask sitting on my bed. "I'm wanted to check in on you, I tried ringing you off Scott's phone a few times. But you didn't answer." He says honestly. "I'm fine Stiles honestly you didn't have to come here." I say and looks at me with eyes full of worry. "Actually I sort of did, I don't have your number." He says and I laugh slightly. "You could of got my number from Scott." I say and he scratches the back of his neck nervously. "Yeah I could of." He says and I tap the bed for him to down next to me.
"Do you want to talk about it" he asks and I shake my head for no. "Okay." He says I smile at him slightly.
"I had a nice time at the formal with you. Before Anderson tried to beat my ass." He says and I laugh slightly. "I wouldn't of let him" I say putting my head on his shoulder and yawning.
"Do you want me to leave so you can sleep?" He questions moving slightly to look at me. "No I'm not going to sleep." I say and he looks at me confused. "Since I got to this goddam town all I've had is nightmares and I'm exhausted. I'm so tired." I say and he pulls me into a hug. I keep my head against his chest just listening to his heartbeat and it felt nice.
"Do you think I'm weak?" I question and he pulls away from the hug so his brown eyes can stare into mine. "Of course not. You've been through so much since you got to Beacon Hills. You lost your mom, its bound to hurt." He says smiling sympathetically. "When my mom died I used to get really bad panic attacks. But it doesn't always feel like it does right now." He says and leans forward. He puts his hand on my cheek and wipes away a tear. "I'm sorry about your mom." I say and he nods. "Its okay." He says bringing me back into a hug.
After a few minutes of hugging Stiles I look up at him. "Can I ask you something?" I question and he nods. "Anything." He says smiling sympathetically. "Does it get easier?" I ask and he sighs.
"Honestly. No. You get used to them not being around but that doesn't make it easier. There's things that you wish they were there for. Things that you wish you could talk to her about. But you can't." He says looking down. This time I pull Stiles into my chest as his eyes get glossy. "Hey I'm supposed to be comforting you." He says and I laugh and then he looks at me shocked. "Now that's what I like to hear." He says and I grow a massive smile on my face.
It was a nice evening talking to someone who sort of got what it felt like for me. "We're doing a pop quiz." Stiles says when I open my notebook. I groan put my head on the table. "Be careful. Your headaches." He whispers helping me sit up as Mr Harris hands out the tests. Then Stiles leans forward and starts whispering to Scott. Well attempts.
"This us a pop quiz, Mr Stilinski. If I hear your voice again. I may be tempted to give you detention for the rest of your high school career." Mr Harris says walking over to mine and Stiles desk. I open up the test and my eyes widen at the questions that I didn't understand all to well. "Can you do that?" Stiles asks when Mr Harris stands next to me. "Oh there it is again, your voice. Triggering the impulse I've ever had to strike a student repeatedly and violently." Mr Harris says making everyone snigger. "See you at three for detention." Mr Harris says.
He leans down beside me and closes the test. "You don't have to sit it. I know these past couple of weeks have been hard. You can go to the library and study if you want to." He whispers and I smile at him. "Thank you." I say and grab my bag and pen that I had out and stand up.
"Where you going?" Stiles asks grabbing my pen so I couldn't leave. "Mr Stilinski" Mr Harris warns. "He said I don't have to sit the test." I say shrugging my shoulders. I head out of the Chemistry Lab and to the Library to get some catching up to do.
After fourth period I head to my locker to change out my books. I get to my locker and pull out my dress to get to my books. "Nice dress." A boy says that was standing a few lockers down from me. "Nice camera." I say seeing the camera in his hand.
"Not her aunt, her mom. The one who murdered all those people." I hear someone say. "You mean the crazy bitch that killed all those people." Another girl says and I take a deep breath. Don't let it get to you. I repeat over and over in my head. "Yeah, the fire, those animal attacks. It was her mom." The girls says and I turn my slightly to see who it was. "Are you kidding? I sit next to her in English." One of them says so I turn my head back around and the boy from earlier smiles and me sympathetically. "Find a new seat." The other girl says and they both laugh. I slam my locker shut and turn around. "Yeah maybe you should find a new seat. They say crazy runs in the family." I say and roll my eyes before walking off.
I felt a tear run down my face but I quickly wipe it away when a gentle hand touches my arm. "Are you okay?" Stiles asks and I nod and plaster on a fake smile. "Fine." I say and try to walk past him but that doesn't stop him. "What happened?" He asks and I sigh.
After explaining to Stiles he just hugs me. "Me and Scott are going to be there. I'll be there if you need me okay." He says and I nod. "The same thing happened to Allison earlier so me and Scott will be there. I'll get out of detention as fast as I can okay?" He questions and I nod. He wipes away a tear and walks me to my next lesson.
"Wait so why did we take our dresses to school if the funeral is later on?" I ask Allison on the way home. "The cops moved it back a couple of hours for more security." Allison says and I nod.
When I got home I went into the kitchen and took some Advil and a glass of water to help swallow it down. "How you feeling?" Chris asks and I shrug. "Terrible." I say then head up to my room to get ready for school. I put on my black dress with some black tights. I then put on a black jacket. I put on one of my moms gold necklaces. It wasn't the necklace she gave Allison. It was just a plain gold necklace with a charm on it. I put on some black earrings and then my black ankle boot heels before heading downstairs.
"You ready?" Chris asks and I nod. All three of them smile at me sympathetically. "Let's go then" Chris says. I link arms with Allison and we head to Chris' car.
"That's a lot of reporters." I say as we pull into the parking lot. "Yes it is." Victoria agrees.
We attempt to make our way to the funeral but loads of reporters were surrounding us. Chris and Victoria put me and Allison in the middle of them as we pushed through to the cemetery. "How does it feel to be the daughter or a murderer?" I get shouted at me and a mic goes in my face but Chris moves it out of way as we safely get to the cemetery which was guarded off.
"I knew this was a bad idea." Chris says as we make our way to our seats. I stop in my tracks and Victoria stops and glares at Chris. "That's not what I meant" Christ says and I sigh and I go and sit in my sit with Allison beside me holding her hand.
"Christopher." I hear a deep voice look up. "Gerald" Chris says and I look up. "Grandpa?" I say and he pulls away from his hug with Chris. "How you doing sweetheart?" He says has I stand up and hug him. He hugs me back before kissing my forehead. "I know it's hard sweetheart, we'll make it through it together. As a family." He says before walking over to Victoria and Allison.
I sit back down beside Allison whilst she looks up at him confused. "Do you remember me?" He asks Allison asks but Ally doesn't answer him. "Considering I haven't seen you since you were three. I don't suppose you would call me Grandpa. So if its comfortable, call me Gerard for the the time being. But I prefer Grandpa" He says. He sits on the other side of chris who was sat next to me.
I stay holding Allison's hand and she gestures her head to the side abit and diverts her eyes. I follow her eyes to see Stiles and Scott looking at us from behind a statue they wave at us and I smile slightly before looking back down at mine and Allison's hands.
After the funeral I go home and straight to my room. I sit at the foot of my bed just staring into space. "Are you hungry" Victoria asks coming into my room. "No thanks" I say and she sits next to me. "I made some cookies." She says putting the plate infront of it. "I'm alright thank you." I say and she gasps. "Take one atleast, it might make you feel better." She says and I smile slightly. I pick up and cookie and she smiles before leaving me in my room.
"Lydia's been found" Allison says running into my room. "Oh my god that's amazing." I say stand up from my vanity unit where I was doing some school work. Allison hugs me tightly and smiles. "She showed up to a crime scene completely naked." Allison says and I raise my eyebrows. "Woah" I say and she nods.