Life is Hell

Chapter Twenty Two - Sister Talk

"What did you just say?" Chloe asked, sitting up. She was shocked about what I had just said. "Victoria can be nice. I would have never found that out, if Nathan wouldn't have made me" "You're shitting me! Victoria Chase is a total Bismuth Technetium Hydrogen!" "Say what now?" I asked. I wasn't good in science, while Chloe was, even if she refused to use it in school. "Bitch! She's a bitch!" "Why not just say it like that?" I asked her. "Because I don't want to" She replied.

"Chloe does whatever Chloe wants" I said and she agreed. Of course she would agree. "So what else is going on in the world of Clare Price?" Chloe asked. "Well, I'm still dating Nathan and we're better than ever" I told her. "I still can't believe you are dating that little shit! Why would you even date him!?" Chloe asked. She obviously didn't get the kind of connection the two of us had.

"I love him" I told her. "Why would you love Nathan Prescott?" "Why would you love Rachel Amber?" I asked I return. "That's something completely different" She replied. "Why? Rachel is the daughter of the ass D.A. and Nathan the son of ass Sean Prescott, who practically owns Blackhell" I said "We both fell for someone out of our league and they actually love us back" I told her. "Still, it's not the same!" She said. "If you think so" I replied.

"Let's get some pizza!" She suddenly said to change the topic. "I already ate with Nathan" I lied, but thanks to me getting better she actually believed me. "But I'm going to order me a huge pizza. Last chance" She said, but I still declined. "Your loss" She said and grabbed her phone. Only a short time later she hung up and lied down on my bed. "You're such a weird girl sista" Chloe said, causing me to crack a smile.

"I'm talking to Warren again" I told Chloe. "Really? That must be great to be reunited with your best friend" She replied. "Chloe..." I said, having the feeling that she said that on purpose to remind me that Max had gone M.I.A. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that!" She said, although I knew she did. "It's okay, you're hurt. I'm guessing this is how Warren must be feeling or must have felt" I replied. I didn't really know what to say to her, I didn't want her to be mad at me again, because unlike me, Chloe can't hide it when she's mad at someone.

We just lied on the bed, doing literally nothing until the door bell rang. Chloe jumped up and hurried downstairs. I heard mom yell and Chloe yell back, then she reappeared in my room with her much love pizza. She sat down on my bed, pulling my seat closer to put the pizza down on it. She grabbed a slice and started eating while I just watched. "You sure you don't want a piece?" She asked and I nod "Positive" I replied. She finished the entire pizza and I already felt sick just watching her eat. "So, I'm gonna go and get to bed" Chloe said and got up. "Take your trash with you and don't touch anything!" I said.

She groaned, but grabbed the carton and walked towards the door "And how am I supposed to open it?" She asked me. "You have elbows, use them!" I said and she actually listened. I was glad about it. I sat up and turned on my stereo that was placed on my dresser. My eyes fell onto the pictures that were standing there as well. They were of Chloe and I hugging in the kitchen back when we were kids. I still can't believe how much time had past since then. I miss those good old times. Making pancakes with dad and all that shit. I also missed Chloe. She is not the girl anymore that I grew up with. Before I know it she will color her hair some crazy color and be stoned 24/7.

I crawled out of bed, left my room and went to the bathroom. I went ahead and took a shower. I don't know how much time I spent in there.

After I was done, I wrapped myself into a towel and sat down on the toilet. I felt so bad. The thought of suicide was back in my mind, but I knew I couldn't go through with it. I got up again and changed, then went back to my room and checked my phone. No message. Somehow I hoped that there would be one from Frank, but there wasn't. I didn't even remember what the hell we were fighting about or why I went off at him like I did.

I ended up going to bed, although I wasn't able to sleep. I tossed and turned around over and over again until I had enough. I jumped out of bed and got dressed, then climbed out the window. As soon as I was standing on both my feet, I hurried off towards the beach, where I hoped to find Frank. I needed to talk to him and make up with him if I wanted to save myself. God, what would I give for time traveling powers right now?

It took me a while until I finally arrived at the beach and looked around. It was really dark and the smart girl I am, I forgot my phone at home. But hey, I'm a 15 year old teenager out alone at night looking for the local drug dealer. As I got closer to the RV, I heard yelling. I didn't know what the two men were fighting about or were they were fighting, I just knew where they were. The yelling came from the RV.

The closer I got, the more I understood. I heard the names Sera, Drew North and some names that I didn't know. I was about to knock when the door suddenly flew open and an angry tall man with lots of tattoos and a big leather jacket came out. "Who the fuck are you?" He asked, getting closer to me. "I-um" I stuttered, not able to get a word out. "Clare?" Frank asked as soon as he spotted me. He immediately took my side and pushed me a little behind him, protecting me from whatever that guy was planning to do with me. "You better do what I say or the girl won't see the morning light!" The scary man said and disappeared. Frank wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into the RV. "What were you thinking Clare?!" He asked, not letting go of me. "I was thinking that I wanted to talk to you" I said and let go of him, sitting down in the booth. He sat down beside me "What's wrong Clare?" He asked.

"I don't know"