Claire || h.s || Complete

Chapter 4 {Not Edited}

Claire's POV~

I was sitting just staring off in space until I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see Tyler smiling. I looked around for my father, he wasn't anywhere in sight so I stood up from my seat and turned to Tyler and smiled.

"Hey Tyler" I greeted

"Hey Claire" He laughed

"Are you done helping your dad?" I asked

"Yeah, I was just helping set up the food, would you like to get some food with me? I'm pretty hungry and the food is just staring at me right now and i'm pretty tempted to just attack it and pig out" He laughed, I started to laugh along

"Sure, i'm kinda hungry" I smiled and we both walked over to the food table, Tyler handed me a plate and I thanked him. I just made a salad and grabbed a glass of soda and followed Tyler over to the table I was sitting at earlier. He sat across from me and we both started to dig in.

I looked up to face Tyler only to see my dad a few feet away talking to someone but looking at me with a clenched jaw. He looked very angry. My mouth fell open, he looked so tempted to come over and yell at me but everyone was here so he couldn't do anything.

I quickly shut my mouth and looked down at my food, I suddenly lost my appetite so I pushed my plate away.

"Aren't you going to eat Claire?" Tyler asked, I looked up at Tyler but I mainly focused on my dad, he's going to kill me...

"Claire?" Tyler snapped me out of my thoughts

"I'm sorry what?" I blushed

"I asked if you were going to finish eating?" He said

"Oh no, i'm not hungry" I smiled

"Well, would you like to dance with me then?" He asked, I opened my mouth to say something but then I remember what my father had said. I don't care if he sends me to the basement! I want to have at least on friend.

"Sure" I smiled, we both stood up and he took my hand, I looked back at my father and his jaw was clenched even tighter and so were his hands, he was fuming. I wimped out and pulled my hand away from Tyler's. He looked at me confused.

"Is everything alright Claire?" Tyler asked

"Yeah, sorry" I said and he grabbed my hand again and we walked over to the dance floor, we both started to dance. I decided to ignore my father. It's worth a risk. We kept dancing until I got pulled back, I looked up to see my father standing there. He pulled me closer to him and held a death grip on my shoulders, I held in a whimper. Tyler look very confused.

"I'm sorry but Claire has to go" My father said through gritted teeth

"Oh Okay, bye Claire, it was nice meeting you" Tyler smiled

"Bye Tyler" I squeaked, My father gripped my arm tightly and we walked away, he leaned down to my ear and whispered,

"Your going to get it at home you little bitch" My eyes went wide. I am now shaking. He didn't let go of me though, he just held my arm tightly and we walked over to some random people.

"Hey guys, this is my daughter Claire" My father said to the people and squeezed my arm very tightly indicating for me to speak.

"Hello, nice to meet you" I squeaked, trying not to let the pain show in my voice

"Hello dear, your so beautiful! You look just like your mother!" The lady complimented

"Thank you" I smiled.

For most of the time that's what happened, my father dragged me around with him everywhere. We were walking to the stage and he pulled my up, I was so confused. I looked down at my feet as my father reached the microphone. He let go of my arm and grabbed the micro phone. I stood next to him staring at the ground.

"Hello everyone! Thank you all so much for attending Clairissa's birthday party, even though she isn't with us physically, she will always be in our hearts" My father smiled, it was my mothers birthday?! No one ever told me, not even Madam Lilith!

"Shall we cut the cake?" He asked, everyone cheered

"Bring it on up!" He said and a few men brought a cart with a cake on it on the stage in front of me and my father. I backed up a bit and kept staring at my shoes.

"Bring me the knife" My father mumbled to a man and he handed him the knife. My father went more forward to cut the cake but then people started chanting,

"Let Claire cut the cake" My eyes went wide, I looked up at my father and he had an annoyed face expression.

"C'mon Harry! Let the girl cut the cake!" Uncle Louis yelled, a roar of 'Yeah!'s were heard, my father fake smiled and pulled me forward and handed me the knife, everyone cheered. I looked up at him and he just glared at me.

"Cut it! Cut it!" Everyone cheered, I took the knife and cut a big slot and everyone cheered, I really don't see what the big deal is. I handed the knife to one of the chefs and he started to cut out pieces for everyone, I got the first piece and my father got the second, he gripped my shoulder tightly and dragged me over to the table where Uncle Liam, Niall, Louis, Zayn and some other ladies were sitting. We both sat down. I just sat my cake on the table, I didn't really feel like eating cake, I was to focused on what would happen to me after the party.

"Hello Claire, i'm your aunt Perrie" A voice spoke, I looked up to see a lady with pink hair smiling at me

"Nice to meet you" I smiled

"I'm your aunt Eleanor" A lady with brown hair smiled, I said the same as I did to Aunt Perrie to her too

"I'm you Aunt Hannah and that is your Aunt Diana" A lady with blonde hair said and motioned to a lady with black hair, I smiled at all of them and took a tiny bite of my cake. All of the grown ups chatted amongst themselves, I just kept thinking of what will happen to me, each time I think of it the more frightened I get!

"Thank you all for coming, c'mon Claire" my fathers voice snapped me out of my thoughts, I quickly got up from my seat and picked up my plate but my father took it out of my hands and set it back down and just grabbed me by my arm again and pulled me back up onto the stage. He walked towards the microphone and I stood next to him just staring at me feet.

"I'm sorry everyone but the party is over, thank you all for coming, I hope you all enjoyed yourselves" He said

"Good night everyone" He says and pulls me off, this is it, the party is over, everyone is leaving. 

Everyone exited the building and my father paid the chefs and everyone and then pulled me out, I was literally shaking! Is it normal for anyone to be this petrified by their own father?! He didn't say anything at all as we exited the building he just gripped my arm very tightly, i'm most likely going to have a bruise there.

We approached the front door and I shook harder, I was about to start crying out of fear, my father opened up the door and pushed me inside. He then locked the door and faced me. My eyes were wide.

"Harold, Claire? Is that y-" Madam Lilith's voice called but she stopped as soon as my fathers hand connected with my cheek, I fell to the floor and cupped my cheek tightly from the stinging...

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