The NeverLand Kids

Chapter 45

Claire rubbed my hand, comforting. After I came out my therapist's office, she asked if she could speak to Ciara. It's been half an hour, I thought, looking at the time.

It's been forty-three minutes.

It's been fifty-six minutes.

It's been fifty-nine minutes.

It's been one hour, eight minutes.

It's been one hour, twenty-one minutes.

When Ciara returned, Claire was still holding my hand. Other than her thumb, neither of us had moved. Mrs Caldwell-my therapist- called Claire in next. Ciara held my hand. I tried to ask her why she took so long, but no words came out. So she didn't tell me. Claire was much quicker than Ciara. One hour and eight minutes quicker. "Come on, guys!" She tried to smiled. I wanted to asked so many questions-like why Ciara was being distant, but didn't have a voice. So, we left, silently.

No! Claire, you…you promised you wouldn't let any one send me there. You promised! She seemed to hear my silent rant. "I know, Reece. And I'm sorry but the therapist said we can't leave you alone. And that you need to be stable. AKA no touring. So, you'll only be there during meet and greets and the concerts." She explained. What about when you go to farther places? Claire sighed, "You'll have to stay in hospital twenty-four seven, then...c'mon, we're here!" She parked the car. We were at the pharmacy to pick up my medicine. Ms Caldwell had me on Zyprexa(For schizophrenia), Prozac(For depression), mood stabilizers, and sleeping pills. "Reece, don't worry! We won't forget you. Promise!"

•Third Person

Claire thought hard. She was forgetting something. "Ci, are we forgetting anything?" She finally asked, after two week. Ciara thought for a while, then shrugged. Too much thinking, she thought. "Don't know, don't care. Who's taking Reece when ever she needs to go?" She asked. "Reece. Fuck, fuck, FUCK! We forgot Reece!" Claire groaned. "At least we saved some gas." Ciara shrugged. Claire glared at Ciara, hard, "What's your problem? Because if I remember correctly this was your idea." She shrugged, again. "So, are you gonna take her to therapy or…" Ciara asked. "She's not going. We're going to spend the day with her! No if, ands, or buts!" Claire snapped. Ciara's newly-found attitude was pissing her off. "Fine!" The singer groaned.

"Dude, seriously what's your problem?"

"Since you really want to know, I'm stressed, angry, and fed up with all of you! The last thing I need to deal with is Reece!"

"You're making her sound more like a burden than a girlfriend!"

"Cause she starting to feel like one!" They were seething. "Just put your fucking shoes on and meet me in the damn car!" Claire snarled.

Reece was at Christen, Diego, and Valentino's apartment. She had left a note, before forging Ciara's handwriting and leaving. When she saw Ciara and Claire, she put simply her shoes on and stood. "Claire, do mind if I talk to Reece, alone? Just for a moment?" Ciara asked. Claire waved them off, "I'll be in the car then." "I'm driving." Ciara called. She walked downstairs. "Reece, listen," Ciara started, like Reece would interrupted her, anyway. "I don't think either of us are in the position for a relationship any more. So I'm just going to do it. Reece, I'm breaking up with you." She stated. Reece didn't tell her she need her now more then ever. She just smiled and nodded. They walked to the car. Reece sat quietly in the back. Claire joined her. "Reece, what do you wanna do today?" Claire asked. She received a shrug. "Well, do you want to come to the meet and greet, today?" She tried. Another shrug. "She can't go to meet and greets, too overwhelming! Therapist said so." Ciara said. Claire glared at the back of her head. "Watch the road?" She snapped. "Well, you and I can just have fun at home, then!" Claire forced a smiled. Reece kept hers in place.