Taming the inner her

chapter 38

Eiden's pov

Seeing Claire have a panic attack bothered me. I seriously didn't know what to do to make her back to normal.

I just really hope the trip makes her get over what she's going through.

After I left her with Sam in her room, I went home to get my things ready for tomorrow.

As I walked past Emma's room she stopped me and asked how she was doing.

Remembering when Clarie begged me not to tell anyone what happened I couldn't, not just because of that but because I didn't want to upset Emma.

A day before the trip is not a good time for her to get upset, in fact it's never a good time for her to be upset.

I told her Clarie was fine and as I walked to my room I remembered how mom used to get her panic attacks. How she used to get upset all of a sudden for no reason. . .

It was our 13th birthday, Emma and I. She got upset because the cake didn't arrive on time and started lashing out at all the employees. When the cake finally arrived she went all normal again till later at night.

There was a loud crash in the study and screams. I told Emma not to move from her room but Emma being stubborn, well like me, she followed me and we both saw what happened. There were broken glass shads all over the floor at a corner and
Mom was yelling about how the world hates her and how she wished to die. Dad tried to console her but it was no use, she kept ranting till she started hitting her head against the door frame all of a sudden. Dad stopped her immediately holding her in his arms that's when I saw Blood started sipping out of her head and it turned red and swollen all of a sudden

Emma's face turned red and puffy because of the tears she Was keeping inside. We walked back to my room stunned by what just happened.

The next day mom told us she fell not knowing we saw everything. She didn't go out for weeks till she got better. Dad said it was because she didn't use her medications and over exited herself, that's why I ensure Emma take's hers.

That and other memories flashed to my mind as I plopped on my bed.

Dad was so sad after she died. That's why now that he's moving on I want to try my best to support him.

I did a little packing even though I had clothes at our beach house, I still needed some clothes.

I called Clarie to see if she was OK so I could sleep well at night. . . She was but that didn't give me the satisfaction I wanted, I wanted to be with her to take care of her. . . Even though she's all strange all of a sudden, I know I can take good care of her. . .

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Clarie's pov

I woke up to a blissful cold morning with birds tweeting outside, seriously I don't know how they can still sing in this cold weather. The tiny rays of light that gained entrance into my room casted it's self on my travelling bag.

I sat up on my bed and was determined to not let anything weigh me down. . . Today is going to be a good day, I hope.

Pretending to be well as really helped me, I don't really feel that blocking cloud in my throat anymore.

The only problem is I find it hard to let Eiden in. . . I know it hurts him because it hurts me too. But I don't know what to do, each time he gets close I'm reminded of Chris, not like Eiden is like Chris in anyway.