"What do you mean?" Claire replied.
Miley tried again, "Your father needs to speak with you, I believe it is concerning Annie's health conditions."
At that moment Claire's heart sank, she new her grandmother was in a bad condition but she was not ready to here the words from her father. Claire tried to hide the emotion as she blandly said "Tell my father I will speak with him as soon as I get the chance." Miley politely nodded and left the room.
Claire looked out her window for a good five minutes. All she could think about was negative thoughts. "How will I live without Grammy?" "How will I function?"
She decided she would go to her older sisters room. Callie has always been Claire's go to person. They had the same dirty blond locks, and dark brown eyes. "Callie" Claire whispered as she saw her sister laying in bed. Callie looked up, her makeup was all smeared and she also looked extremely tired.
Through Callie's sobbing tears she managed to get out "Did dad give you the news?" At that moment Claire knew what the news was.
She managed to huff out "Grammy" as she ran back to her room and crashed down on her bed.
Claire cried, screamed, sobbed, and even tore things apart. This could not be real she said to herself.
Miley later on did come back into Claire's room. Claire was shaking, but she only had one simple request. "Miley may I take a walk in the woods, I just need to clear my mind." Claire had always been Miley's favorite, Claire always said she was the best nanny around the town.
Miley quickly replied "Yes, but be back before noon."
Run. As soon as Miley said Claire had permission she darted to the nearest door ready to escape her monster of a home.
Claire ran for what felt like hours. Sobbing through the pain of everything that just happened. She eventually collapsed to the ground, her mind was spinning. Her legs were burning, and worst of all her heart was throbbing.
After Claire laid barely awake for almost five minutes she heard a strange noise. "Crunch, crunch. " "Hello" the childish voice had startled Claire, she gasped at the sound. "Are you alright?"
Claire knew she wasn't okay but she just said "Well I'm very fine, thanks" She could see the boy now, he had messy caramel hair and eyes the color of the ocean.
"You don't look fine" he said losing the childish cuteness that was there a moment ago. "My names August and..." At that moment Claire could feel it coming, there was no doubt about it. She vomited all over his shoes. Instead of reacting discussed August looked down and said "I think you should come see my mom. She is a nurse."
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The Days of August
Teen FictionClaire's world had become a blur in a matter of seconds. Life had handed her a difficult puzzle that would be almost impossible to solve. But after awhile of putting the pieces back together she gradually found one of the many main missing pieces. ...
