3rd POV
It was a bright sunny day in Phoenix, Arizona. A family of four were packing up to leave their ritzy rental house.First, there was Phil Dwyer, the 28 year old stepfather. He stood at 5'8 feet tall and had an athletic build with brown hair and blue eyes and lightly tanned skin.
Phil was loading up their rusty, red station wagon.
Next, there was Bella Swan, the oldest daughter who was 17 years old. Bella stood at 5'5 feet tall and had medium length, limp, brown hair and brown eyes with alabaster skin.
Bella stood at the edge of the cul-de-sac in the desert landscape having a dramatic internal monologue. "I'd never given much thought to how I'd die, and blah, blah, blah, blahity, blah..."
Next, there was Renee Dwyer, the mother. Renee stood at 5'4 feet tall and had a slightly curvy build. She had short, curly auburn hair with diamond blue eyes and tan skin.
Renee was trying to get her younger daughter to drink some water and eat a snack before getting on the plane.
Finally, there was the youngest daughter, Clara. Clara stood at 5'3 feet tall and had a curvy build like her mother. She had long dark hair with streaks of white and blue eyes that sometimes seemed to turn black with ivory skin.
Clara seemed to be lost in thought.
"Baby, please, you like peanut butter and green apples..." Renee pleaded, only for Clara to say "The beast beneath the sheep's fleece will start a Great War someday... Someday soon..." Renee's face morphed into one of sadness "Oh my dearest love..." Renee's hand hovered over her youngest daughter's head.
Renee knew that Clara didn't like to be touched during these episodes, which is why she was shocked when Clara's hand abruptly shot out and grabbed the wrist of her hand that was hovering over her head.
"There is a beast beneath the sheep's fleece!" Clara said, desperately. Clara looked ready to cry in frustration and despair. Renee teared up, and nodded "I understand, baby..." But truthfully, Renee didn't understand.
Renee pulled Clara into her arms and hugged her tightly as Clara rested her head on Renee's chest and listened to her heartbeat. After a few minutes, Clara calmed down from her 'episode' and started to eat the peanut butter and apples. That made Renee smile through her tears.
It was the little things that counted.
The moment was interrupted when Bella walked up to them "Seriously?! We're going to be late!" Renee sighed "The flight leaves at 12: 30, it's only 9:45. Calm down and get yourself something to eat, sweetie" Bella scowls and storms into the house "Fucking retard!" Bella snaps over her shoulder towards Clara "Bella!" Renee said in disgust, before standing up and storming inside after her older daughter.
Arguing could be heard from inside as Clara continued eating the apples "Dominos are about to fall..."
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أدب الهواةClara is the younger daughter of Charlie and Renee. After a childhood accident, her parents divorce and her parents become overprotective and wary around her.