Miss Jackson✔

Chapter 15: Quick and Deep

*Claires P.O.V*

I have a feeling. The same feeling when I thought something was wrong the day Brendon wrecked. It feels like someone punched me in the gut and said 'hey that's what its gonna feel like but 10 times worse.'
  Brendon isn't here yet and I just woke up, so I'm heading to breakfast to get whatever is there and come back. I'll invite Grayson too. I havent seen him since the test thing, which I have to take again soon.
  The walk to the cafateria is nerve wracking. I push open the doors and am met by many faces. I ignore all the peoples glares and head to the line. I grab my breakfast and go to the back table where I met Grayson at. I dont want to eat without him or Brendon but neither of them are showing.
  I eat my breakfast in silence. Where is Grayson, he never is late. Brendon is probably running late or he could be in my room right now. I finish my breakfast and throw it away. I walk out of the room back to mine.
  Now I really can't get rid of this feeling. Maybe I should head down to his room, I think I remember wher eit is. I walk to his room and peek I,side, nothing.
  "Claire," I jump at the voice and turn around to see Brendon at the end of the hall. I walk down to him and can see sadness on his face.
  "Brendon what is it," I ask a little scared. He sighs and looks at me.
  "Claire, I don't know how to say this. Grayson went in for a new kind of testing that connects to you and can read you like you did but more intense. Something went wrong and ended up frying his brain. He's gone. In so sorry Claire," brendon says.
  I stay frozen in shock. He's gone, the guy I met 3 days ago is gone. He was my one friend and I lost him. I'll never hear his terrible jokes or his crazy stories ever again. The waterworks start to make and appearance and Brendon pulls me into a hug. I cry into his shoulder at the lost and he keeps whispering things and strokes my hair.
  "I know you were friends I'm so sorry, he seemed like a great guy," Brendon kisses my forehead. "Come on."
  It feels like every limb has went numb and anyone at anytime could control me. With help from Brendon, we walk back to my room in silence. He sits me on the bed and joins beside me with an arm over me. I lay my head on his shoulder, no longer crying.
  Whats crying gonna do? It won't bring him back. It does nothing except make you feel weak. The pain never goes away, you just have to make room for it.
  I get up ignoring him and go to the desk pulling out my notebook. I just have to get my mind off him thats what I need.
  They built you up, the sun was in your eyes. I write along with the one line I had.
  "Claire, what are you doing," Brendon comes and stands beside me. I close the notebook quickly an dput it back in the drawer.
  "Nothing just writing some thoughts down," I try saying normally but cant seem to shake off all the pain in my voice. Brendon seems to notice and brings me into another hug. I don't cry I just try to enjoy the comfort.
  "Claire, I promise no matter what I will never leave you," Brendon whispers out of no where.
  "Dont make promises you can't keep," I release from the hug and look at him.
  "Thats why I'm making it because I know I'll keep it," he moves a strand of my hair behind my ear.
  He leans in and so do I. Our lips come to contact and move in sync. His soft lips make me forget about everything. Its like I'm in a trance when I touch his lips. We pull away and he kisses my forehead again.
  "I'm still you doctor so I have to keep it that way, here's your medicine, he hands me 2 cups, one with the pills and the other with water. I take them, not like they do anything anyways.
  "Well lets get our minds off things what do you want to do," he says. I laugh a little laugh and look at him.
  "I dont know really today's just messed up I don't want to do anything really," I say.
  "Miss Jackson, Brendon. I'm gonna need you to come with me, someone is here for Claire," Tom pops in out of no where. Brendon gives me a confused glaze and I shrug.
  "Come on, we have to look professional," I look at his hands and see the handcuffs. I sigh and hold my hands out. He handcuffs me and sighs. We walk down the hallway to the conference from where my calm tests are held.
  Brendon leads me in and 2 people are sitting in the chairs. Their heads pop up at the door closing and I practically shit myself.
  "Hello Claire."

Hey, so how was that. RIP Grayson. Who do you thing it was in the conference room? Read to find out.

~Katelyn