Dreams

"You what!?"

Michaels POV

Chandler had left earlier to try and find Claire, but I stayed home. I really wish I understood what was going on with her, why she wanted to leave so badly.

It was late in the afternoon, about 5ish, and Chandler wasn’t back yet. I was heading into the kitchen when there was a knock on the front door. Upon opening it, I saw Claire standing there. She looked really depressed.

“Claire, are you okay?” I asked, but she ignored me. She came inside, and sat on the couch. I sat next to her, once again asking if she was okay. She shook her head no, but wouldn’t speak. “Claire, tell me what happened,”

“My…my mom…” was all she said before she started crying. Without really thinking, I pulled her into a hug.

“Shh,” I tried comforting her, but I didn’t know how to. Why did she mention her mom? Her mom died three years ago… eventually she stopped crying, and she sat back, looking at me.

“That’s why I ran away, Michael. I didn’t mean to make you so upset…” she started explaining, and I waited for her to continue. “I got a phone call, and when I answered it, my mom was on the other end. She…She said that her and dad were still alive, and I needed to go see her. Which is why I got on that flight. The man that came here earlier, he said my mom hired him. He got me to the airport, where I was going to meet her. I was so happy, so excited. She said she’d meet me at a certain time, but she never showed up. We waited for over an hour, and nothing,” after she finished, she started crying again.

“Claire…I’m so sorry…” if I had known that’s why she was leaving, I would have let her. Seeing her crying so much made my heart break. I hugged her again, and continued hugging her for a while.

“Michael…” she said, speaking softly. “I’m sorry. I should have told you,”

“No, I understand why you didn’t,” I spoke, and she nodded, leaning against me. Eventually she fell asleep, I knew she was tired. I decided to put her back in my room, she’d be more comfortable.

As I picked her up, I realized how light she seemed. She barley weighed anything. I had to make her eat something later. I carried her into the room, and laid her down, covering her with the blankets.

I walked back into the living room, as the door opened and Chandler walked in.

“I know how to get Claire back,” he said, and I just shook my head.

“No need, she’s already here,” I explained. His eyes widened.

“What did you do?” I asked cautiously.

“Well. I went to the airport, and…I saw this lady…who looked a lot like Claire, so…I followed her…and found out she was Claires mother…and…uh..” his voice trailed off.

“Seriously, what did you do?”

“I may have…taken her….”

“YOU WHAT!?” Claire’s voice came from behind me.

Uh-oh.

(A/N): Sorry its so short, but I have more planned out c: