Day 36

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" Clara. Clara. Wake up. Darling," I hear a soft, familiar voice murmur. Followed by that voice is the sound is beeping; just like the beeping from when Cassie was in the hospital.
" Cassie," I grumble, slowly opening my eyes. My head hurts and I think I'm seeing things; really seeing things, because, if my eyes are correct, my mother is standing in front of me.
" mum?" I phrase it as a question but pronounce it as a statement. My vision is losing again, but I think I can make out tears dribbling down her face; and her muffled voice,
" oh! Clara dear. Your alive. How are you feeling? Oh this is a miracle. Your fathers just......"
I knock out before I can hear the rest.

" Clara. How could you? How could you? I loved you so much," Berun sobs; and we're sitting in his clustered room; breaking up. I stare at his footballer posters, messily tacked up all over the wall; and I don't know what to say. I've apologized so many times, and I'm certain another 'sorry' will make things worse. He abruptly gets up, and marches to his oak wood desk drawer and slides the top one open. I stare into his eyes and they're glistening with anger.
" how could you clara?" He says as a statement. His body is faced towards his desk so I can only see his arched back which is supported by his hands. I can hear his heavy breathing, chest moving to the beat of his breath; and he speaks in a slow but sharp tone. He stands there and shakes his head for awhile, but I can see his hand slowly slip through the drawer, and grips something. Suddenly, he charges towards me, squeezing my neck in the crook of his elbow, and placing a large, shining, silver axe in front of my eyes.
" b-b-Berun d-don't," I whimper.
" how could you clara?" He whispers gently in my ear, and then slowly starts cutting my neck. Blood is trickling out and the pain is.....killing me.....
" aaaah!"
I pounce awake, and sit straight up panting breathlessly. My mother runs in, Catalina, paige, my dad and...Berun!
My head feels sweaty, but I place my hand on my head and fresh blood stains my fingertips. The dream.....and Berun. I glance at him but his face is innocent and sorrowful. Everyone is standing and staring at me but I mumble,
" I'm fine,"
And lie back down. Everyone files out of the room taking large sighs of relief. Everyone except Berun. I hope my mom doesn't know we're dating. Actually, if she did, he probably wouldn't be alive.
" what was the dream about?" He asks, holding my hand. How did he know it was a dream? He knows everything about me. That makes me feel even worse about cheating on him....four times!
" you killed me," I say with a slight smile. He chuckles and says sadly,
" now why would I do that?"
Why is he sad? He's covering his eyes with his hair which means he's hiding something. If this relationship is going to work, we have to be honest with each other.
" I cheated on you," I start and suddenly his eyes pop out of their sockets,
" 4 times."
He is staring at me in disbelief and amazement and I tell him the whole story.
" well, now we know we can't be away from each other anymore. All that causes is trouble, and we don't want trouble, we want, no trouble. Clearly, we're going to have to work out long distance, especially in university. Oh god," he says hurriedly. He doesn't even sound mad, but I'm still expecting an axe to pop out of the side cupboard. He is still pacing the rooms when he finally admits,
" I cheated on you too. At a strip club. I didn't lose my....." He hand gestures 'Virginity,' awkwardly, making me snort.
" I was just there with my cousins and we got intimate but nothing life threatening," he kneels down next to my bed and says sweetly,
" Clara. I believe we can still work. We made some mistakes, but we realize that we are inseparable, and we must be together. Let's start over."
I smile and say,
" of course."
He pecks me on the cheek and I realize I still have blood on my cheeks,
" HEEEEEELP!"
Everyone comes running back in again and some stare at Berun; some stare at me. I smile and say calmly,
" can somebody please remove the leaking blood on my head?"
They all laugh and they call the doctor and my mother and the doctor have an intimate conversation. The doctor leaves and my mother starts frantically cleaning up. That's what she does when she is nervous. She has OCD.
" well, the doctor says you are recovering quite finely, and you just fainted. You must drink plenty of water before you can leave the hospital. You had a a slight concussion but no damage has been done to your memory," my mother explains while arranging and rearranging a stack of magazines.
I'm still confused on why she is here?
" mum?" I ask confusingly.
" yes darling," she chirps, sitting on the edge of my bed.
" why are you here?" I ask, squinting my eyes to see is she Is an imposter. She starts chuckling, places her hand on my chest, and says,
" there was just too much going on with Cassie in rehab; you here; and Vanessa being kidnapped. Your dad is getting donuts and trying to get a refund."
" how is Vanessa?" I ask weakly.
" well, she's missing. Security says they left last night and he tried to stop them but they placed a gun on his head," my mum explains, arranging and rearranging the flowers in the vase.
" how is paige taking it?" I ask limply.
" she's quiet, but pretty normal. She doesn't seem to have an opinion," my mum explains.
" how's everyone else?" I ask calmly.
" everyone's fine," my mothers says, perching on my bed again. She is wearing a vomit yellow, cashmere, long sleeve, scoop neckline, shirt, and black pantalons. She is wearing old fashioned black block heel sandals, and her chin length, wavy, orange hair is tucked back with a cashmere yellow hairband. We sit there for awhile and she tells me about the couples retreat, and I almost doze off, but I hear a loud voice boom,
" Clara dear! How are you?"
I open my eyes, and my dad is squeezing through the small doorway. I laugh at my dad tap dancing in the tiny room, while chewing on a sugar donut. He is wearing a vertical striped, Thomas pink, blouse tucked into blue jeans, and a Hermes belt strapped around, making his large tummy bulge out. His bald head shines as brightly as his brown, leather, loafers.
" donut?" He says; bowing next to me and raising his eyebrows.
" yes please," I giggle, picking out a chocolate donut. My dad is goofy, and likes to pretend that nothing bad ever happened.
" how's the machine treating you? Providing enough oxygen," he says in a funny, deep, cracked voice. I laugh and nod my head, trying to keep the donut in my mouth. My mom laughs, gives him a signal, and then exits the room. My dad bends down, pulls out a large bottle of water from the drawer, and dance over with the bottle.
" now, drink up," he says in an admiral tone.
I take a sip and place it down.
" drink all of it!" He demands in the admiral tone.
" all of it," I splutter.
" no. No. Not all of it, but you must drink one every 2 hours," my dad explains softly, ruffling my hair. Oh no! He's getting emotional.
" you know kid-" he starts in his serious father voice, but paige slams the door open. She realizes that we were in the middle of a talk and says quickly,
" sorry. I'll just come back later."
She's about to shut the door, but my dad squints his eyes, takes a deep breath, waves his hand up signaling fro her to stop and says,
" stop. I can talk to her later. You friends catch up on Demi lovato's latest nose job or Rihanna or whoever she is." Paige smiles as my dad exits the room.
" hey there," she says, giving me a wave as she perches on the edge of my bed. For some reason, everyone is avoiding the 2 red suede couches in the corner in the room.
" hey," I say.
Paige looks much calmer and very spiritual, especially in her orange swing dress,
" how are you?" I ask; referring to her mum getting kidnapped by her dad; and her sister missing.
" oh,that. I've realized my family is a mess; and for the few days I've been at rehab; I've adapted to living without my family, and too stop loving them," she says calmly.
" ok," I say; trying to take in all the information.
Paige moves into a criss cross apple sauce position, and slaps her hand together as if she is praying; which I think she is, because she is chanting some random words under her breath. After 10 minutes of watching hair, she notices me staring and spiritually explains;
" also, while I was in rehab, I converted to Buddhism. A girl there did the illegal conversion, and as long as I chant the prayer 3 times a day for 2 weeks; I am considered Buddhist. It's probably some scam that I paid $130 for, but as long as I believe, then I am Buddhist."
" oh....ok....ummmm.....great," I say quickly; trying to stop myself from laughing; but I give out and burst into heaps of giggles. Paige giggles along also; but very briefly. Catalina walks in and stares around confused,
" what's going on?"
That makes paige and I laugh even harder and Catalina starts laughing just because it's human nature to laugh when people around you are laughing. Eventually, we run short of breath, and paige tells Catalina about her time in rehab. Catalina actually seems interested, and paige and Catalina have a discussion about Buddhism. I drink the rest of my water; and start to feel tired. I lie down and doze off to the conversation of how spiritual monks are........

" Clara, clara. Darling we're going home," I hear a muffled voice whisper in my ear. At first I think it's Ricky, and I shudder, but I feel my dads chubby warm hands pick me up, and I feel safe again. My head bangs a few times, but I can feel the hard, cold leather of my dads Volkswagen rub against my cheek, and I fall straight back to sleep again. I hear my mum and dad whisper violently back and forth; and then I'm being picked up again. Locks click, footsteps thud, keys jangle, doors creak, and my bed squeaks as I'm slowly tucked under the sheets.

Hey guys!!!! I'm officially past the halfway line and you know what that means.......nothing! That's lame. But more votes and comments are appreciated even though I hv plenty already and I must shout out to vaanika14 and allyj12
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