Clare and Avery: A love story

Opening Up

May 28th 2018:
Clare hadn't been in touch with me much for nearly four weeks and in that time, we'd only met up twice, each time, she seemed less and less happy, I felt like she didn't want me anymore, had her family scared her away from me?

Avery: Clare?
Avery: Please...you haven't texted me for five days
Avery: What's wrong?
Avery: Please!

I couldn't get ahold of her, she had logged out of her Instagram and snapchat, but was still posting on YouTube and Twitter, but however hard I tried to contact her I was always left on read. I'd made multiple YouTube accounts to try to get through to her, but she didn't see my comments. I felt broken and hurt, she couldn't just leave me without talking to me...

May 30th 2018:
I was on my way to a yoga class, strolling down a terraced street with my coffee in hand when I heard a familiar voice...
"Clare!" I yelled, turning around until our eyes met, the minute she noticed me she turned her head and busied herself in rooting through her bag, still chatting on the phone. I couldn't do this, I couldn't act as if she had closed me out, which she had. I walked up to her, hand on hip and interrupted her phone call,
"Clare we need to talk, NOW!" I demanded.
"Bye Dan, I have to go" she said shooting me an apologetic look. I could feel my heart melting at her beautiful face, I loved her so much, and not just for her looks. She had a beautiful, loving and caring heart and anyone would instantly get on with her if they met.
"Clare?" I inquired, "Why are you shutting me out?"
"I'm not, at least I'm not trying to...I'm sorry, I know I kinda was..." she replied.
"Can we talk?" I asked
"I'd like that" she smiled back at me.

We made our way to a local cafe, coincidentally it was the place where we'd met. "I wasn't trying to shut you out, it's just...after my family rejected me...I...I got really sad...it happens sometimes, it's happened since primary school, you see it's...it's because i had imaginary friends when I was younger-" I interrupted her by spraying my hot chocolate all over the table and erupting into an outburst of laughter...then I saw her face...
"Sorry...I'm sorry" I said trying to hold in laughter, "Carry on"
"Well, I couldn't really make friends, I was extremely shy and reserved. I was bullied. Bad. And I started getting really sad, into low points that would last for months. When I was 11, my dad took me to the doctors and I was diagnosed with depression, I was put on medication for a while. I don't take it all the time, but I still do, and I still get depressed, I put on an act for my videos and my fans, because I don't want them to see me struggling I know it's stupid, but how can I show them what I'm like if I don't know how to control my own emotions?"
"Oh.." I replied...

Sorry I had to stop because I have 1%