UnHuman

Chapter 33

but the pancakes were something let me tell you. like sweet inside and oh my goodness. the sauce. dipped with strawberries. i can't get enough of this place" "seriously i want to drown myself inside. Clara?"

it's been over 24 hours since noah had said goodbye

and i can't get over of how much it's tearing me apart from the inside.

literally.

Camille stops. takes a second to breath and looks at me curiously. she's trying to figure me out. i snap out of my gaze. and look up at her with the widest smile i can possibly function.

for now at least. or maybe this will for another direction and Camille asks what the hell was wrong with me.

and i was right. because she does.

of course she does.

"hey Clara" "what are you thinking?"

she tilts her head to the side to get a good look at the side of my face. which makes me pretty uncomfortable. but i won't complain.

i smile widely towards her.

"dont worry. it's nothing. go on"

she shakes her head and rolls her head back. she chuckles slightly letting a few pieces of dark hair cover the shapes of her eyes.

"i can tell something is wrong honey"

i laugh at this slightly. she does too. we laugh together. for once. in long time. im grateful after all for her.

then her smiles fades. she looks down at her lap for a few moments.

silence fills between us. im looking down to.

i know she can tell somethings wrong. i hate hiding it from her.

i really do. but if i tell her its about noah. she'll go all ninja turtle on him.

then she lets her gaze drop towards my face. she leans in slightly and narrows her eyes at my face. im still looking down though. not daring to meet her emerald eyes.

"clara" 

i look up slowly. feeling though as if a bomb was just about to go off in my gut.

and if well.  if she mentions his nam-

"its noah. isn't it"

and there it goes. the bomb. rupturing inside my insides. my heart cracks. my brain splits. i really dont want to talk about him anymore. we were officially not friends. not talking. nothing

he was a stranger to me

kinda

what should i tell her? yes? no. no i cant. she'll ask so many questions i will be sure my brain will explode when she does. but. i can't lie either. its not right for me to do that to her. but of course something is not right with me. i knew this would happen. crap

she sighs dramatically snapping me back to reality. i know i should answer her with a yes camille. it his him. it is noah. yes he did hurt my feeling. yes he did tear my heart open from the inside out. blah blah blah.

i sneak a peek up at her eyes and she's studying me with a determined look. she is determined thats its him. and it is. she's always right. noah and her will be happy one day.

i know it.

when she meets my eyes. she already know it's a yes without me saying the actual word. she nods slowly and then starts fumbling around with her pale hands. she shakes her head back and forth and studies the hem quietly without saying a word. im blessed that she didnt say anything or freak out and run to him yelling what the hell is your problem you bastard. which is something maybe i would have done if i was her. but i kept quiet.