Miss Jackson✔

Chapter 17: The lace in your dress

  *Claire's P.O.V*

   Brendon has been acting weird lately. Like he's hiding something. He did mention about a special day last night. Getting off topic, everything has just been a mess recently. For starters I fount out that I had a "perfect" sister. If shes getting the same kind of treatment I had, then something needs to be done. 
   "Claire," Brendons voice jumps me out of my thoughts. I turn to face him in the doorway to see a smug look on his face
  "Brendon, isn't it your day off or something," I ask referring to the special day thing. I notice a bag in his hand and motion toward the bag with a questioning look.
   "Well it isn't my day off but it is a special day," he says a little too excited. "Oh really now," i ask playfully.
   "Claire, Brendon," Sarah pops in out of nowhere. I swear shes always chiming in without anyone noticing. 
    "Have you told her yet," she turns her head to Brendon, he shakes his head. "Well, Claire despite the problem we ran into yesterday with your parents. You have been doing amazing, so amazing I don't have any words. Brendon talked me into you doing something I never in a million years would have even considered doing," she says. Maybe this is what has Brendon so wilded up.
   "And what is this thing that has Brendon acting like a child with a new toy," I ask. "I'm taking you out," Brendon asks before Sarah can say anything.
  "What,"  I ask in bewilderment. "What he means is, these past three years have been hell for all of us so you deserve some sort of reward for you improvement. So Brendon will be taking you out and you experience everything again," Sarah clarifies.
  "Surprise...in the bag is a dress and your shoes, you wont be in those sweats anymore," Brendon lays the bag on my bed and pulls out the dress. I stare in shock as he holds it up. Its a dark red off the shoulder dress, and it looks to be mid thigh with the back hanging lower and it is absolutely gorgeous.



I stare at the dress and shoes in shock and turn my attention back to Brendon. "Theres no way," is all I'm able to spit out.
   "Well Claire, you better make the most of it because this is the only time I'm doing this for a patient...the rest is for what time brings," she says before leaving the room.
   "Brendon there is no-"  "Claire put the dress on, we leave in a bit. I have my friends wife here and she will do your hair and makeup," Brendon smiles.
  "Why," I still cant seem to speak properly. "Because I wanted to take you out and see the world again, get used to it...I took my sling thing off for this," he laughs.
   "Brendon," a voice echo through the hall.
  "In here Jenna," a woman with blonde hair appears at the doorway with 2 large bags.
  "Hi I'm Jenna, you must be the famous Claire Jackson...Brendon must of stopped you from getting dress so lets not let that happen...go change Brendon," Jenna orders. Brendon leaves the room leaving me with Jenna.
   "Come on honey, I'll help you in the dress," Jenna says. Damn shes nice.
  "Are you not scared of me," I ask stripping down and putting on the dress.
  "Oh Claire no, there have been times I have wanted to do the same thing just for fun...if anything I understand," she says zipping me up. I watch my back a little when she finally get the zipper to the top. She leads me tot he bed and examines me.
   "Ok you have flawless skin so I think I regular cut crease will be good and your hair just brush it a little and let it go natural," she tells me grabbing one of the bags. She starts doing my makeup and to say the least feels weird. I havent done my makeup since I was out killing men. It feels...nice.
  "And a red lip," she applies lipstick to my lips and then starts to brush my hair. She straightens it a little then hands me a mirror. I look amazing. I never thought I'd be doing this stuff in an insane asylum.



"Jenna this is amazing thank you so much," I hug her taking her by surprise but she hugs back.
  "Come on, I have to escort you to your date, he's outside," she smirks. I smile and we walk out together. I get weird looks from people in their rooms but I brush it off and continue walking.
  "I think we'll be great friends Miss Jackson," Jenna says.
  "If we see eachother again," I say sadly.  "Oh believe me we will," she says. I ignore that comment and we continue walking. A large black car is waiting outside and cameras are flashing everywhere.
  "Well this is where I depart, I'll see you soon. You look fabulous, have a good time...use protection," I roll my eyes as she leaves down another hall. I look back to the front door and see the car door open. Brendon steps out looking stunning in a blood red suit.



I walk to the door and he opens it for me. "My god Claire you are going to kill me with your looks," he says. I look down when he said the kill him part but I brush it off.
  "Brendon be back by 11:30 we close the gates at 12," Sarah once again pops in and out. He leads the way to the car where a guy opens the door for us and lets us in. We buckle our seatbelts and drive off.
  "Hi you must be Claire, I'm Zack," the guy who let us in says.
  "He's one of my best friends," Brendon adds.
  "I'm Claire, but from what it seems...its hard not knowing who I am...I guess we're all famous for different reasons," I laugh making the others laugh too.
  "Where we going anyways," I ask turning to Brendon.
  "The Mona Lisa... crazy coincidence huh," he laughs and I join.
  "Brendon whats today," I ask randomly. He looks down then back up to me.
  "The last week of July," he says. This is the last week I have with him.
  "But I have a surprise when we get to the restaurant...I think you'll love it," Brendon says getting excited again.
  "Your too much," I smile.
"Ahh but you love me for it," he laughs.
  "Yeah I do."

Well yay thats a sucky chapter. I tried writing on the computer and it sucked. So yay, I hope y'all didnt mind the clothes option. Anywyas read on to find out what ahppens on the "date".

~Katelyn