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Tw; mentions of SH.

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Novalie;

"Here, open." Sage breathed as I swung my legs, opening my mouth to taste the rice that she was making. I was wrapped up in her lab coat, sitting on the counter as she cooked.

Her neck was covered in mouth-shaped bruises, her back scarred from the hours of love making we did the moment we got home from class. I felt amazing despite being sore since it was my first time.

It felt amazing to be with her. She took her time with me, tasting every part of me and telling me how beautiful I was while looking at me with those gorgeous eyes. I swear I fell more in love with her.

I wasn't sure what love felt like, but I knew it was this. It's been brewing for a while now, and to finally say it right before she entered me just..changes things. It makes them more real.

Too real.

"It tastes great.."

"Yeah?" She asked as she leaned in, pecking my lips softly. I hummed against her lips and nodded, her lips pecking mine again before turning up in a wide grin.

"Good."

"I should go and get dressed. Claire should be home any minute now. They went to get a late lunch after leaving Brooke's office." I sighed causing Sage to smirk as she pressed her forehead against mine.

"It's okay because once she's asleep you're all mine again." She whispered causing me to giggle as I pushed her chest. She helped me off the counter, slapping my ass as I started to walk away causing me to yelp, both of our laughter filling the kitchen.

I ran upstairs and slipped on some sweats and a tank top when the doorbell rang. I already knew it was Claire and Brooke, walking downstairs to see Brooke smirking knowingly at Sage who just rolled her eyes.

"An eventful afternoon?" Brooke asked as she looked between us causing me to clear my throat before looking at Claire.

"How was it? Did you have fun?"

"Yes. She said I can go again tomorrow! But I'm really tired so I'm going to go to bed." She yawned before giving both Sage and I a hug. I watched as she walked up the stairs with slight concern before looking at Brooke.

"When I picked her up, she looked like someone killed her cat. She was pretty quiet the entire time, but it got better as she spoke to some of the models." Brooke breathed quietly causing me to sigh.

"Jeez..did she mention anything?" Brooke shook her head and I looked at Sage who look at me with worried eyes while rubbing her neck.

"Alright. I'll definitely talk to her. Thank you for letting me know." I breathed. Brooke nodded before clearing her throat when her face turned up slightly.

"You making coffee or something?" She asked as she cleared her throat. Her face was flushed slightly and I grew concerned.

"No..I did earlier. Why? You okay?" Sage asked. She wrinkled her nose and nodded before opening the door.

"I'm gonna..go. I have to pick Anya up from her grandmas. It was a pleasure having Claire, hopefully you could get to the bottom of what's going on. She seemed out of character so I thought I'd let you know. Bye Sage, use condoms."

We both choked at her last statement, the tall woman laughing loudly as she walked toward the car. She waved and we waved back, Sage shutting the door before shaking her head.

"That's Brooke for you. I'll finish dinner. Go take to Claire, maybe she'll open up."

"Yeah..okay." Sage leaned in and kissed me softly before walking back to the kitchen. I walked upstairs and stood in front of Claire's door as I swallowed hard. I knocked on the door and heard shuffling, something slamming shut causing me to jump.

"Claire?" I asked as I rattled the doorknob. It was locked and I furrowed my brows, the door swinging open and Claire staring up at me as if she was hiding something.

"What was that noise?"

"Nothing."

"Claire.." I breathed as I walked into the room, causing her to back up. She had her hands behind her back and I swallowed hard.

"What is going on, Claire?"

"Nothing! I'm tired, I want to go to bed." Her voice was shaky and I shook my head as I crossed my arms.

"What's behind your back?"

"Nothing, Novie. See." She showed me her hands but her sleeves were over her palms causing me to squint suspiciously.

"Claire..is everything okay?"

"Everything is fine. I just want to go to bed, okay?" She was on the verge of tears and I stood up walking toward her but she backed away when I saw the blood dripping from under her sleeve.

"Claire. Claire, what is that?!" I panicked as I grabbed her arm. She hissed and pulled it away, the tears streaming down her face as she shook her head.

"Nothing! Just..get out!" She yelled causing me to look at her in panic and concern. She's never acted this way before and it scared me, the tears welling in my eyes.

"Claire, please talk to me. Why are you bleeding like that? Show me your arm, right now."

"No."

"Claire-"

"I said no! Get the fuck out!" She screamed at the top of her lungs causing me to jump, my heart dropping in my chest as she glared up at me. She's never spoken to me like that before, and it cut deep.

"Claire Carter. Give me your phone right now. You do not talk to me like that."

"No! I said no! I want you to get out of my room, Novalie!"

"Stop talking to me like that!" I yelled back, heavy footsteps filling the hallway.

"You stop talking to me like that! What I do is my business! You're not my fùcking mom!"

"Claire!" We both heard Sage yell from the doorway but I just froze at her words, my heart shattering into pieces as I stared at my little sister who just stared back with wide eyes.

The entire room went silent as my mouth opened and closed in complete hurt and shock. I watched as the immediate regret filled her eyes as soon as the words left her mouth. The tears streamed down my face as she stepped forward but I shook my head as I stepped back.

"Novie I'm sorry-"

"No. You're right. Im not your mom. You're absolutely correct." I didn't even recognize my own voice as I spoke. It was numb, my heart at the pit of my stomach as I swallowed hard.

"I didn't mean it."

"Yes you did." I whispered as I turned around and walked out of the room, brushing past Sage and quietly closing my room door and locking it.

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