Twilight (Quil and Claire)

Chapter 18

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~Kim's POV~

"Claire........ Oh my God......." was all I could say.

Her eyes filled with tears.

"I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed and engulfed her in a hug. I didn't want to let go.

"Claire....you have to tell Emily.....and Quil.....I think they should know," I said to her.

She nodded.

"I know, I know. I just don't know how to tell them...." she said as a tear went down her cheek.

Sierra wiped it away.

"This is awful. I can't tell you how sorry I am. But I'm gonna help you. I'm gonna be by your side through all this and I'm gonna support you. I know you can get through this!" I encouraged.

She gave me a weak smile.

"Thank you. I really need that", she said.

I hugged her again.

"Should I tell everyone? Or just Quil and Emily?" she asked.

"I don't know. Whatever your comfortable with. But I promise everyone will support you through this no matter what". I said rubbing her arm.

She sniffled.

"Okay. Maybe I should wait to tell. Wait until after she gives birth", Claire said gesturing to her mom.

I nodded. That would be okay. Not much would happen in a week.

We hugged one more time and went back out with the pack.

~Emily's POV~

Claire, Kim and Sierra had been in the bedroom for a while. I hope everything was okay.

I was going to check on them but they had already came out.

They seemed fine. I continued to cook food for everyone.

~Seth's POV~

Claire wasn't herself. She was usually bubbley and fun. Today she wouldn't smile or laugh at anything.

She said she was tired. I didn't believe it.

Maybe she was sick....flu? cold?

I watched as Leah and Jared arm wrestled on the coffee table.

I laughed when Jared beat Leah. She got all mad and stomped outside.

Claire, Kim and Sierra had come out of the bedroom. Jared walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Claire went over to the kitchen and sat on a barstool. Sierra sat next to her.

I looked over at Quil and saw him staring at Claire.

He knew something was wrong too...

~Claire's POV~

I stared at the countertop. I counted the tiles.

16,17,18,19,20,21,22,23,24......

"Claire? You okay?" Emily asked me.

"Fine," I replied.

I saw her give a worried look to Sam who was watching me count the tiles.

I ignored them.

I felt numb. Lonely.....