The Fab Five- Pentagonix

Chapter 21-Claire

Claire’s P.O.V.

Day 30

It’s been almost a month since I first ended up here. Nothing life changing or catastrophic has happened. The girls have visited a few times. My parents have been here a lot. The reason they didn’t come sooner was because they were on a business trip in Peru and couldn’t get away. Mom knew about me being here because my aunt called her after she found out from the school. She Knew. And didn’t come for me. What kind of mother does that?

Anyways, the girls came and visited. They’re trying to get bail money because my mom had to go back to Peru because some huge plan blew up and now they have to reevaluate the situation. Rebecca told me about the plan to win the talent show to get some of the money. She said it wouldn’t be the same without me, but they were going to try anyways. Haily told me about Scott and Mark. I already knew because Mark’s cell is next to mine, but I didn’t want Haily to know that. Alyssa and Dakota are good; nothing wrong with them. Vivian and Ryan are doing great. She stopped by the other day to tell me about her date. So where does that leave me? Alone and scared in prison. Not being able to see the outside world unless I got into the yard when the only thing I can see is the complete nothingness the surrounds the chain-link fence that keeps me trapped here.

I’m probably making this sound a lot worse than it is, but this is how I feel. I was given this journal to write down how I feel, so here it is. I feel betrayed, hurt, lost, scared, alone, and worst of all, I miss Travis. I know he’s the reason that I’m in here, but he was still my first love, even though he is my cousin.  It doesn’t feel right to still love him, but I do. I love him a whole fucking lot.

So, that, is how I feel.

I slid the brown, slighty tattered, leather journal under my pillow and looked over at where Miranda would normally be sitting. She’s gone now. Her trial was last week and they found her not guilty, so they let her walk.  She told me that when I get out or when I have my trial, to call her. We grew pretty close in the time I’ve known her. When she was here, I had someone to talk to. Now all I do is sit in this room and listen to Mark cry or talk about how great Scott is or how great of a father Scott will be. It’s truly sickening. Haily loved Scott and now Scott belongs to a man who is in jail for kidnapping and abuse my best friend and his future baby daddy's ex-girlfriend.

I just want to leave, or at least go to trial. It would be just peachy if I could know what my fate is, even if its jail. At least I would know.

Claire Washington. You have a visitor.

A manly woman came to let me out and escort me to the visitation area. That visitor happened to be a very familiar boy with fiery hair and pale eyes.

“Travis. What are you doing here.” I growled and clenched my teeth and fist so I wouldn’t explode and cause a sceen.

“Claire, I’m so sorry. Please let me explain. I know you don’t want to see me but I needed to see you. I feel so bad about what I’ve done. Please. Let me explain?” he stared into my eyes and I tried not to fall for his tricks. I didn’t want him to know I was somewhat glad to see him.

“What could you possibly have to say, Travis? You framed me, got me arrested, then left. How could you do this to me? I thought you cared about me! What happened to ‘I love you, Claire. I’ll be with you Forever and Always!’ Well, its forever Travis, and you’re not here and you haven't been here when i needed you most!”

“That’s why in here! I came back to see if you were okay! You are okay… aren’t you?” he was scanning my face of any sort of emotion he could find, and truth is, I couldn’t find any either. I was so numb from the shock of seeing him that I couldn’t feel any emotion.

“Why did you leave? You could have bailed me out, but you didn’t. You could have taken the blame and kept me out of here, but you left. Did you know this is going to go on my permanent record? I probably won’t be allowed back into school. Why was I so stupid? How could I have possibly thought I wouldn’t get caught?”

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know it was going to be this bad! I thought you would be out by now and you would be back to your life. I only left because I knew you were going to be mad and I would get in trouble again. Look, I’ll post your bail, but after that I’m gone for good. I just wanted to come back to see if you were okay, but I guess you’re not. I’m so sorry.” Travis stood to his feet and started to walk away from the area. I screamed his name trying to get him to come back. He turned around and nearly ran back to the stool.

“If you bail me out, I want to come with you. Where ever you go, I’m going too. I don’t want to be away from you again. Please just take me with you.” By now I was crying those nasty sobs that come from your throat and make you feel like you can’t breathe. “Please Travis. I need you.”

“Claire, you have to promise that if you come with me, you won’t tell your friends. Nobody can know I was here. I kind of went MIA for a while once you got in here. Nobody knows where I’ve been.  Promise you won’t tell.” He was looking me dead in the eye and had the most serious face I’ve ever seen from him.

“Okay.”

A/N

Holla atcha homegirl!

Okay, so kind of a short chapter, sorry! But Travis is back! Whaaaa? Nobody can resist this hot piece of woman. Jk. I literally look like a 12 year old.

What are you guys thinking so far? We’re all pretty proud of it.

Okay, so story time.

Last night, I was lying in bed casually scrolling through Tumblr, when I get a text from Rebecca saying “I know who gossip girl is.” Now, for those of you who don’t know what gossip girl is, it’s a fabulous show that is literally my life at the moment. Anyway, she sends me this text and I’m just like DO NOT TELL ME. And what does she do? Tells me. I was like “I hate you so fucking much.” And she was like I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND! Because she told me in the form of a joke she tells all the time and I was just like STAHPPPP.  I was hella pissed. So then I told my mom and she was like “don’t tell me!" But I told her anyway and she was very unhappy with me. My mom is my GG friend because she watches it with me. It’s great. So, if you don’t watch Gossip Girl, you need to. All six seasons are on Netflix.

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