How To Deal With Death

Chapter 7- Not better, but fine

Clara made a quick pit stop to say good-bye to America, promising to visit when she could. It's been a week, Tony was back with Pepper but he only left after he had bought a piece of land next to the Barton's. Agatha had convinced Clara to help her magic up a house, which is where Pietro, Vision, Tommy, Billy, and the two witches were staying. The twins had made fast friends with Nathan, they had too since Clara wouldn't play with them anymore. She moped in her room and refused to come out. "You can't be here", she heard Agatha say.

For the first time in a week Clara ventured from her room, a hard, cold, glare forming on her face when she saw the people at the door. Rocki Wilson, with a tall man behind her. He had piercing blue eyes and a strong jawline, his hair was black and tousled. Sophi Rogers was to Rocki's left with her own person behind her, also tall, but with brown eyes and brown hair, his jaw wasn't as sharp as the other man. Finally Oakley Romanoff, to the right of Rocki, another tall man behind her, green eyed, brown haired, another strong jawline. "What do you want?"

Agatha turned around and waited for a small nod from Clara before walking to the kitchen and calling over her shoulder, "Go find the male population of this house after you're done. We're having meatloaf!"

Clara turned to the six on her doorstep, "What, come here to gloat? My mother is dead, I don't need you telling me she deserved it after the Hex. I would like to point out the only person with a biological mother still is Oakley and Nat doesn't even talk to her. Or are you here to tell me I look like shit, or that you managed to bag yourself boyfriends", she leaned against the door frame, ankles crossed, "Well? Hurry up?"

Oakley spoke first, "I'm-", Rocki nudged her, "We're, sorry. For everything".

Clara scoffed, "No you're not. If you were you would've showed up ages ago", she snapped, "I bet you're only here because of your boyfriends".

Sophi looked down at her shoes. Rocki tilted her chin up, "Fine you don't want our apology, you don't have it anymore. Let's go".

Rocki pushed past the boy behind her, glared at Oakley and walked to her car. Sophi looked up at Clara, "Rocki might not be, but I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have said that about you in the Hex, and I shouldn't have just listened to her. I should've told her to go away and gone after you. I truly am very sorry, Clara, and I understand if you don't ever want to see me again".

"I am too. Us three had been friends since day one. We shouldn't have chosen someone who was so new to our group over you and Lila. If you ever want to talk me and Soph haven't changed our numbers and I assume you still have them, you always did that. Kept numbers even if you knew you would never talk again. Anyway, just call and we'll be here as soon as possible".

Suddenly the guy that was behind Rocki said, "I had to force Rocki out here. Soph and Oak have been wanting to come out here for ages, but Rocki's, well, Rocki", he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

Clara narrowed her eyes, "If you're gonna ditch her and come inside I need names", she glanced at the blonde and the second red head.

Sophi jumped into introductions, "That's Nate", she said pointing at the black haired guy, "That's Oliver", she said pointing to the guy behind Oakley, "And this is Sam", finally she pointed to the person behind her.

Nate turned on his heel and cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, "You go home, Rock, we won't be joining you!"

Clara could see the anger on Rocki's face, she flipped them off before peeling out the driveway. Clara moved out of the way and let everyone inside before closing the door. Sophi quickly scanned her old friend, an eyebrow raising in concern, "Lara-"

She nodded, "I'm doing better than when she was snapped", she said, holding her hands up in surrender.

Agatha came bustling out the kitchen, "Oh, I knew you would be staying for dinner. The Barton's are coming over", Clara looked at Agatha in surprise, "Well, you're eating dinner with us for the first time since your mother, It's a joyous occasion. You cannot possibly wear that, either go change and make it snappy, or do your little magic. And then call the boys in to wash up".