Claire's POV~
I groaned and fluttered my eyes open. I rubbed my head and sat up lazily and looked around. I let out a shriek when I came face to face with my father.
"Shit! You bitch! Shut up!" He groaned and covered his ears, I placed my hand over my heart and closed my eyes and calmed down. I gulped and stood up from the sofa.
"Where do you think you're going, sit down." My father's vocie growled, I quickly sat down and took a look at the clock it was almost midnight.
"C-can I-I g-Shut up!" He yelled, interuppting me. I snapped my mouth shut and looked at the carpet and fiddled with my fingers, and tried my best to hold in my tears.
"Why. The. Hell. Was the garden all fixed..." He asked slowly.
"I-I" My voice cracked, i'm going to cry soon...
"Well?!" He yelled and I flinched.
"I-I f-found i-it a-and..." I trailed off as tears slipped down my cheeks.
"And?! Can you not speak you bitch?!" He yelled and grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me up causing me to cry even harder as he gripped my arm tighter causing pain.
"Look. At. Me." He growled but I continued to look at the floor.
"LOOK AT ME!" He yelled and shook me, I let out a sob and cried hardly in fright and looked up at him with blurry eyes.
"Why were you in there?!" He said and gripped my arms tigher. I hissed in pain and tried to move out of his grip, but I couldn't get out so I pushed him and just stood there and cried.
He walked over to me and raised his hand to slap me but I sheilded my face.
"P-please!" I cried. He didn't listen, he gripped my wristed and took them away from my face and held them tightly in one hand and slapped me with the other.
"Stop! Please!" I begged and struggled to get my hands out of his grip. Suprisingly, he let go. I pulled my hands to my chest and looked at the floor and cried while rubbing my wrists.
"W-why?" I whispered.
"Why what?!" He barked, I whimpered and flinched away. He started to circle around me. I felt so trapped.
"W-why d-do y-you h-hate m-me?" I asked barley above a whisper in a tiny voice. He stopped circling around me and just stood there. I looked up and he was just staring at the wall. I wanted to know this answer, now.
"What did I ever do to you?" I asked, my voice raising a bit, he continued to ignore me and just kept staring.
"I deserve an answer, you can't hate me for no reason! I never did anything to you!" I cried and walked infront of him. He just stared.
"Answer me! You hate me for no flipping reason! Tell me why!" I ordered.
"Hello?! Why wo-I hate you because you are a fucking murder! I don't see why everyone likes you when you killed her!" He yelled at me, my eyes widened and I took a step back from him.
"Killed who?" I asked staring at him in the eye.
"Clairissa! Your mother! You fucking murdered her! Everyone thinks i'm the bad guy for hating you when you deserve to be hated on for killing someone! I hate you Claire! You can never change that! No one can!" He growled and took a step closer to me, I began to get firghtened.
"I-I d-didn't k-kill h-her!" I cried and took another step back but her grabbed my arm and pulled me closer, I was terrified and began to shake.
"S-stop! I-I d-didn't d-do a-anything!" I cried and tried to move but he wouldn't let me go.
"You should've been the one who died." He whispered letting me go and shoved me aside and walked up stairs. Tears filled my eyes. He really hates me. I should just make his life easier and leave, afterall I murdered someone. Now, I know why he hates me. Madam Lilith just feels bad for me so she doesn't show her hate for me. I just know it.
I ran upstairs and ran into my room. I shut my door and walked into my bathroom. I switched on the lights and washed my face.
I walked out and walked to my closet and picked out an putfit that'll keep me warm. I walked back into the bathroom, stripped off my clothes and got into the shower.
After I took the quick shower I changed into my clothes and pulled my hair into a high pony tail.
I shut off the light and pulled on my jacket, boots, gloves, scarf, and hat. I let out a shaky breath and grabbed a back pack and filled it with some clothes and other things i'd need.
I set the back pack on my bed and quietly went downstairs. I opened the pantary and grabbed a few packs of food and a few water bottles. I scurried up stairs and put all that stuff in there. I grabbed the first aid kit from my bathroom and threw that in there too.
I exited the room again and tip toed downstairs and down the hall into my fathers office. I sneaked in and walked to his desk and pulled open the bottome right drawer. There was a stack of money in there. I know this is stealing but if he wants me out of his life I need some money to live.
I grabbed 5 stacks and stuffed them in my jacket pocket and closed the drawer and tip toed back up. I stuffed the money in the back pack and zipped it up.
I swung the bag over my shoulder and shut off my light and tip toed down stairs and to the front door. I quietly opened it and shut it. I walked down the steps and looked up at the enourmous mansion.
"Bye. I'll miss you. I love you." I whispered and walked down the side walk...
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Hello, MiMi Cadets C:
How'd you like the chapter? Okay, I have some important news. Claire will be ending soon since it is a short story afterall. I don't know what exact chapter I just know it will be soon. I'm sorreh.
But, you could also check out my new story Brave! It's for my friend's birthday, I really want to get it big by December 22 so I can show it to her on the next day for her birthday so please check it out C:
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Fanfiction*Amazing cover made by WeAreOkay c;* Claire's father doesn't want ANYTHING to do with her. He says that she was the reason her mother had past away. But little Claire didn't even know how to open her little eyes when her mother had died. Yes, her mo...