Blame it on me // jaden hossler

Part 11

Clare
B

I flopped down on my bed as I looked around my room.
My eyes landed on a box on a shelf above my closet, a box I found unfamiliar.
I scrunched up my nose as I begin walking towards my closet.
I try grabbing the box but I failed. I was too short to grab it since I'm 4'11.
I tried to grab the box again but instead if grabbing the box I wanted, a box I didn't want to grab fell on my leg.
I groaned as I pulled the leg that the box fell on up.
I looked around the room and walked over to a chair.
I took the chair and I put it down in front of my closet.
I signed as i stood up from the chair.
The chair wasn't steady.
"Shit" I mumbled to myself.
I stood on my tiptoes as I tried grabbing the box that I WANT.
I grabbed it and I smiled.
As soon as I stood normally on the chair, the chair slipped out causing me to fall on my back.
"Ow" I groaned.

Third person

Clare got up from her place as she looked at the box In front of her. She furrowed her eyebrows and she began walking towards the box.
She sat down on the floor, she opened the box to see loads of papers.
However her eyes landed on a yellow note.
She leaned over to grab the note as she began to read it, but before she started reading it she looked at the date, it was the same date her father passed away.
She sighed.

The girl stared reading the letter.

Dear Clare:

Hi darling, it's dad...

There's something I wanted to talk to you about. I wanted you to know that I'm not scared, well not of dying it's more about losing you, losing myself while I know we're drifting apart that's what scares me, it's the little things that always matter, like how I used to take you to the beach and watch the sun set when you are upset, or the taste of my  disgusting home made soup. And I thought I'd miss that stuff so much, and I remember you, the first time I saw you i couldn't believe my eyes, I was looking at an angel I have, I have to thank your mother for that, if it wasn't for her I wouldn't have had the opportunity to have you in my life, and you reminded me so much of my mother, but I don't have a mother anymore you're the only think I have now other than your mother. if I could do it all over again I would and I wouldn't change a thing, I care about you very much and we care about each other very much. That's why I wanted to set an environment where we feel trusted, loved and open to sharing our feelings. I felt so happy around you, But lately I guess I have been feeling distant from you. Like you're pulling away from me or something. I miss playing board games every night.  Making triple Decker pancake extravaganzas at sun rise watching Netflix series until we doze off. But I know you have new friends. Your growing, changing, and I guess if I'm being really honest that's what scares me, I don't want things to change, I just want to stay up all night with you, hoping I can stop that change. To turn back the clock, to make things right, But I know that's naïve and not how life works, it's moving, wether I like it or not. But life is sometimes painful, sad sometimes hard and sometimes surprising. But you know what. Keep on growing up baby. Don't let me stop you. Make mistakes, learn from them. But please,if you don't mind, for the sake of your poor best friends, don't get caught up with a stupid hoe that would break you apart

Clare folded then letter with tears in her eyes, she couldn't help but remember 2 weeks before her dads death, when they slowly started drifting.

Flashback 1
"Hey dad, wanna go to the movies?" I asked my dad.
"Hey angel, I cant right now maybe later?" My dad said
"Yea sure, night" I told him.

Flashback2
"Hey darling, you up for the movie today?" My dad asked me
"I'm so sorry dad, but I'm going out with Paige" I said
"Right, I forgot, have fun" he said
I smiled as I kissed his cheek.