The Inside Story

Chapter 8- The Outfit

*Claire's Pov*

Beep, Beep, Beep

Oh god, what is that horrible noise? Just turn it off.

I groan, trying to cover my ears however my arms felt too weak to be moved.

"She's awake! Call the doctor." I heard someone say before the door slamming.

I tried opening my eyes but the light was too bright for my liking.

"C-can someone dim the damn light?" I ask blindly. My voice sounds raspy, I need water.

"Open your eyes Claire." I think Clark said that.

I opened them, facing the burning light.

I hiss, "It burns!"

Clark chuckled, and covers the light for me.

He looks horrible. His eyes look like they haven't sleep in weeks and his hair isn't his hair anymore, it's weird to see him like this. Last time, he looked like that was when mom and dad died but that has been a long time since.

He stared at me, smiling for the longest time. It is starting to turn out like the Jokers smile.

I asked, "Can I have some water?"

He blinked, and hurriedly got me a glass of water. "Sorry about that, I forgot."

I nod, "I have noticed."

Clark started to grin creepily again before hugging the fuck out of me.

"Why did you have to scare me like that?" He said.

In reply, I hugged him back, "It is not my fault."

He let go and raised an eyebrow to me. "You should have told me."

I crossed my arms, "Well, you see I was busy, trying to save my life."

He shakes his head,about to say something until Ariana barged in with a man who I think is my doctor.

Ariana quickly came to me and hugged me as tight as Clark. "You! I thought I lost you!"

The doctor cleared his throat, "Claire Rose Miller, is that right?"

I nodded.

"Well it seems that you are very lucky here. The gunshot missed one inch below the pancreas."

I laughed, "Well that is cool to know."

"I am assigning you to some medication. In the meanwhile, don't try to move a lot and get plenty of rest."

Clark messes my hair a bit, "Don't worry; I will make sure she does all that."

The doctor smiled at him and left the room, leaving all of us in silence.

I raised an eyebrow at them, "Anyone is going to talk or be in complete silence."

Ari gave me a small smile, "I'm sorry for being upset with you. I will totally make it up!"

I rolled my eyes, "Don't worry about it, I don't really care now."

"Whatever."

Clark laugh before getting his cell phone out. "Be right back guys, I need to tell everyone that you are okay now."

I nodded, and waited for Clark to leave the room so I can check my stitches.

Once he left, I lifted up my gown and saw 6 stitches. I frown, stupid Nick.

"What are you doing Claire?" Ari asked, staring at my wounds.

I sigh, "I just wanted to check it out. Is it bad?"