The Secrets of The Soul Wanderer (In

Chapter 12

The fight lasted for five long minutes, I barely got hurt as I shared any physical pain with Clarisse. In the hallway I heard choking sounds, I went to check it out and saw Clarisse strangling Isabelles neck. Seeing Isabelle suffer made me satisfied, I so wanted Clarisse to kill her but I wanted to find and quell the demon inside Isabelle. I heard a thud and felt my right hand throb, Clarisse had knocked Isabelle unconscious.

We both dragged Isabelles dead-weight body to my bedroom, shutting the door behind us so I could think of a plan. I wanted to dive inside Isabelles mind and fix my enemy. Although I forgot a few key points of boarding school: firstly everyone is nosy, secondly it was about eight in the morning and finally, if anyone found out about Clarisse the attention would be too overwhelming. You can sort of guess what happened next?
All the girls in the building gawked at Clarisse and me, then came the questions my fucking hell was this moment. I wished the ground to swallow me, I had to bullshit to the max.
Meanwhile as I was on the edge of either having a full on breakdown, Clarisse seemed to relish the attention on her, seeing the girls laugh and get along with Clarisse. It wouldn't hurt to maybe exploit her, maybe just for classes.

I heard Zoe say, "you're so funny Clarisse, I didn't know Claire had an identical twin sister." I held my breath awaiting Clarisse's reply, "oh no I'm not-," I jabbed my fist into her left shoulder to which we both winced. "Yes I've been quiet about her but she's here to do drama school in the same class as me." I said, internally cringing at this bullshit.
All the girls departed my flat and went to class, I grabbed Clarisse tightly by her left wrist, dragging her into the lounge as I slammed the door.
My tolerance was at breaking point so I exploded in front of her face, "what the fuck man? No don't answer that, you have a job and that is to be my bitch. So you be a good girl and if anyone asks, say you're my sister." I saw my clone turn away and sob into her cupped hands.

It was at this point where I just gathered my school equipment into my bag and left the flat. I knew I had to go to Mrs Orchards' class, I walked to drama class until I saw Raymond. He was leaning against the display cabinet, that held many trophies from major  film studios. Raymond looked distant when he saw me, I didn't blame him for all the mess I've been in recently.
Looking up at the wall near the fire alarm I noticed that Mrs Orchard was late, I stood opposite of Raymond with all the other students either skipping class or late. The tension between us was intense, I daren't not say anything. My heart said to start over with Raymond, but my head told me the opposite. Then I felt scratching motions on my left forearms, I thought nothing of it until Raymond looking disgusted said, "I think you should go to the bathroom Claire," I glanced at the floor and saw red gushing blood.
Within a few seconds I barged into the ladies bathroom, entered a stall and tried to clot the bleeding with toilet paper. Of course it wasn't working and I was feeling very faint, I hated Clarisse for this, she had to go, somehow. I gripped onto consciousness tightly, but it was so hard. It was no use, I just let it happen and went limp like I was a ragdoll.

Naturally I felt my soul slip out looking down I was shocked at how pale I was, noticing the scratch marks they were done by a very sharp blade. My blood was gushing out like a high pressure tap, I tried to move my celestial self but because of the amount of blood loss. The connection between my body was becoming unfocussed. I felt a strong tug to fly skyward, I knew I was dying. Then came the silence, no longer caring about it. I flew skyward, that was the last time I could use my senses.

All I remembered from that was just pitch black and an image of a giant golden eagle, that left me a message saying "not now child, not now." I awoke to the sounds of people groaning in pain, looking around I knew I was in a hospital ward. Thirst and aches greeted me, I noticed there was a hospital bed on my right that had Clarisse in it.
Feeling too tired to do anything I fell back to sleep, I dreamt of Gab speaking to me, this wasn't his odd fantasies but in my dream he looked slightly aged.

"You finally did it! What did he look like?" I knew Gab was asking about my experience with his boss, so I replied "he was an eagle but the biggest one I've ever seen. All he just said was 'not now child, not now.'"
Gab beemed with excitement, I had no idea why this made him so excited. So I interrupted his excitement asking, "so what's happened to me and Clarisse?" Gab showed me his right arm, I was confused as to why, he answered my thoughts. "It was Zoe that tound you bleeding out, she called an ambulance. Turns out you lost so much that you needed a blood transfusion, I of course intervened. So in the form of your deceased brother, I allowed them to take my blood and give it to you."
This is what I disliked about Gab, he made me sure, but he knowingly pumped me with his freaky blood, and in the disguise of my dead brother. Anger was the tamest of my emotions, pure primal rage coursed through my veins.
Gab looking scared at the sight of me nervously said, "now I've given you my blood I am almost human. That is what I long to be Claire, a mortal. I did the same to Clarisse too, because both of you are mine. Maybe I want to become human because I have feelings for you."
That sentence triggered my rage, I woke up and pulled all of the intravenous catheters in me. The machines went crazy with high pitched beeping sounds. I got up, about to walk out of the hospital until I saw Clarisse. Her face was full of fear, she had deteriorated more than me. Just like a dying battery, my body felt tired but I walked to her bed.
Her left arm was covered in stitches, I had caused her to do this, I yearned for control identical to how Gab controlled my life.

Clarisse outstretched her right hand and held my hand, she didn't look angry or upset, she just smiled at me. Clarisse look at me and quietly said, "It's ok Claire, we're ok now. I will do whatever you ask of me." Tears welled up in my eyes, I shook my head and simply said "no do whatever you must." Clarisse in a matter of minutes looked ghost white, she answered my thoughts with exhaustion. "I can't handle his blood, I am just a copy. I must go, take care of yourself, Soul Wanderer." In a matter of mere seconds Clarisse passed.
I sat in my bed, the alarms were deafening. The doctors and nurses tried to resuscitate her and use defibrillators, trying to shock her to life. But I knew she was dead otherwise I would've felt the pressure on my chest.
The doctors and nurses broke the news to me and this time, I wailed in grief for Clarisse and cried in anger at Gab. This time it was personal.