Hey guys! This is my first fic EVER!..but be brutal in reviews if necissary, i know im always completely honest in my reviews because i think thats what every writer needs: honest feedback. Enjoy! :)
Someone to Hold Onto
Clare was on the edge. She couldn't deal with this any longer. Tears began streaming down her now pale face as she ran down the empty football field. She had just had it out with a teacher which was nothing like her. But at the end of the student-teacher confrontation, Clare suddenly burst into a fit of tears as she analyzed just what was going on. She was changing.
What have i become, she thought to herself.
When she broke into tears back at the classroom, Ms. dawes' face then transitioned from a bold, adgetated one, to a look of worry and compassion. She walked towards clare in an effort to comfort her, but was stopped by Clare sobbing an abrupt, "No" and ran out of the class. And now, here she was. Running through the desolate football field. Toward Alli's flower adorned memorial stone.
As Clare finally caught sight of the memorial site, she began running toward it. And as she finally reached it, it seemed there was another person who had been running to it also, from the other direction. They both stopped in their tracks, arriving at the stone. Clare's eyes went from him, to the stone, to the stone, back to him, and then she dropped to her knees facing the stone. A flood of tears came streaming down her face and she began weepimg loudly, almost involuntarily. she cried so hard she could barely breathe. She held her stomache in agony as if Alli's death had equalled to Clare being punched, kicked, stabbed-no, shot- in the the stomache. She bacame caught up in her emotions, forgetting the whole world around her, forgetting the person standing there who had also run here to visit Alli in spirit. Clare began screaming through her tears, "Alli! You didn't have to die! Why did this happen?". She yelled thd last part in anguish, Hoping for
God to hear her. Clare was a christian and believed everything happened for a reason, even death. But this was just too much for her to bear.
Drew watched the crying girl and as she screamed in despair, he felt a tear or two escape his eyes. He knew exactly how this girl was feeling. Remorse, despair, and just pure sadness. He now also got on his knees beside her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder as some more tears escaped his orbs as she continued crying out in agony to anyone in earshot.
Clare felt a hand gently placed on her shoulder and realized it must have been Drew who had been also standing there by the memorial before she broke down and lost sight lf everything. Her emotions began loosening their grip on her slightly; just enough for her to look up at the boy next to her.
They looked at each other and could sense the sadness in one another's eyes. Clare, whose emotions began getting a good grip on her once again, took Drew into her arms and began weeping uncontrollably. It didn't matter that it was Alli's ex-boyfriend she was embracing. She needed something or-someone, rather, to hold onto.
Because now, Alli was gone...
She had no one.
And besides, she could see how much pain he was in also.
Drew reciprocated and embraced her also. She held him tighter and tighter but he didn't mind. He also needed someone to hold onto.
Suddenly, she pushed him away. Holding onto his shoulders, she looked him dead im to eye and said, "You broke her heart! She loved you and you broke her heart! How could you do that to her?"
Drew was silent. She was right. He did loved Alli, and she loved him, yet he put all emotions aside and cheated on her. How could he do that to her?
Im an ass, he concluded in his mind.
Clare continued, "This is your fault!"
He looked up at her shocked, anger beginning to surge through his veins, yet he yielded himself from blowing up at her. He knew she did not even know what was coming out of her mouth. Alli was DEAD. And she was Clare's best friend. So naturally, she needed SOMEONE to blame. He was just the easiest target at the moment.
"Maybe if she was happier, she would still be hear! This is all your fa-"
She stopped when she saw the pain in Drew's eyes and the tears seaping out of them. Clare put her hands to her mouth in the shock of realization, new tears beginning to flow from her eyes.
"Im sorry", she said quietly. "I didnt mean that", she shook her head, ashamed of how she'd been acting as a result of Alli's death.
Drew looked at her and saw the sincerity in her eyes. He nodded his head in understanding.
She looked at the memorial and then back at him. "I just didn't want this to happen", she said through tears. She began weeping violently and was hyperventilating. Drew, still hurt by her words, put his anger and guilt aside and once again wrapped his arms around the girl.
She felt almost unworthy to accept the embrace now, after what she had accused him of.
But she reconsidered when he whispered in her ear, "Its okay".
He traced circles in her back, softly as she wept bitterly. She rose to his level and returned the embrace. At least they had each other to hold onto.
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