A Night [In Just One Night So Much Can Change]

Chapter 8

"You're either in a coma or... dead." She says

I look into her eyes and I can see the sadness in them. I immediately start crying. I don't know exactly why. I wanted to die. Why am I upset. Did I really want to die though. She pulls me into a hug. Comforting me. About 5 minutes later I calm down. Part of me wanted to keep crying but I know deep down, I have to spend time with my Grandmother and listen to anything she has to say to me.

"I want to talk to you." She says

"Okay, what about?" I ask

"We can't talk here." She says

"Why not?" I ask

"We have to talk in private. If you don't talk in private up here everyone will listen and some how twist and turn it and haunt you with it." She says

"I'm just kidding. I feel as if it would be best if go to my house." She says

"You have a house here?" I ask surprised

She nods her head. She then reached her hand out to me. I knew she wanted me to hold her hand. I placed my hand on hers and she interlocked our fingers to make sure I wouldn't get lost. She started going slowly in one direction and then by the minute passed she speed up more and more. Soon we were going super fast. And then we started slowing down. When were going towards a puffy white cloud. She lets go of my hand once we get to the, what I'm assuming is the door. She reaches her hand to the doorknob and twists it. The door open to reveal a room full of colour. I was shocked at first. Because everything here is white and then this room is just filled with colour. She walks in and I follow behind her. The door closes behind me.

"She down deer. I'll make you some lasagna." She says

"You can make lasagna here?" I ask as I sit down

She laughs at my question.

"Yes, it's like the same as earth here except everything is white up here and people can fly." She says as she put the tray in the oven.

About 30 minutes later. She takes the lasagna out of the oven and lays it on the table in front of me. She down in the chair across from me. She takes a spoon and scoops out the lasagna and puts some her plate. She puts the spoon back in the tray. I then take the spoon and tale mine out. I didn't take that much because I wasn't hungry. I place the spoon back in the tray and I begin to eat. I take about 5 bites before I begin to feel stuffed. I stop eating and look over at my Grandmother. I see that she has completely cleaned off her plate.

"Are you done?" She asks

I nod my head yes. She gets up and takes her plate and then mine. She cleans them off in a matter of 10 minutes. She makes her way back over to me and sits down in her chair again. I looks at me and sighs.

"You look so much like your mother when he was younger." She says

"Really?" I ask

"Yes. But you're a great combination of both your parents." She says

"I've only ever seen them in pictures." I say

"You don't live with them?" She asks in shock

"Nope. They abandoned me at a young age. I don't know anything about them. I don't even know my last name." I say

"Well then." She says

Silence.

"I don't think your parents abandoned you. They're were very good parents. You don't know your last name?" She asks

"Nope. I know not one bit of information or history on me." I say

"Your last name.... is Besson." She says

*Meanwhile*

Corbyn's POV

"My parents are in this picture." I say

"Why do you think there in the picture?" Jack asks

I think of all the possible reasons why. And only one thing comes to mind.

"Clary is my sister." I say looking at the boys

Nobody could believe it at first. I can't believe it. It takes me a while to realize everything that's happening. Clary's being my sister, her attempting to commit suicide. I lean back in my chair and take a deep breath. I sigh. I then get up from my chair. I can feel the boys eyes on me, watching me. I walk over to the front desk. She looks up from her computer.

"Hi. How can I help you?" She asks

"Hi, I'm here to find out any information on the condition of Clary." I say

"Sorry we're only giving out information to family members or significant others." She says

I hear footsteps coming up behind me. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look over to my right and see Zach standing next to me. He gives me a small smile.

"I'm her boyfriend and that's her brother." Zach says pointing to me

She nods her head. She turns her head back to focus on her computer and she clicks the mouse ever now and then, she types a few things here and there. She looks back at us.

"Well here it says that..." She starts
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So this is the eighth chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out what Clary's current condition is and what Clary thinks about the news she has just received. Byeeee!
-SJ
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[September 21st 2017]