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Prologue
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2 years ago

Claire's Point of View

I woke up to the sound of knocking on my door, I groaned then sat up. Mom walked in "Good morning sugar! Come, it's time for breakfast!" She said enthusiastically, she opened my blinds to let the morning sun shine into my room, mother is a morning person as you can probably tell, no matter how short her rest is she will be joyful when she wakes up and that's why I love her, I inherited her wavy brown hair and curves, and my blueish green eyes and height from my father.

"But mooooooom! It's so early" I whined, she lightly laughed then left my room. Standing up grumbling I zombie-like walked towards the bathroom and did my morning routine, after that I went to my walk in closet and picked out an outfit for today which consists of a light grey off-shoulder shirt, a white short shorts, and my black converse.

I went downstairs for breakfast, "Happy birthday pumpkin." Dad said giving me a hug, "Let me get in there." Mom giggled and squished herself in between us, he then let go of us and mom returned to the stove. She placed a plate of pancakes in front of me "Mhhmm, thanks Ma," I thanked her then I dug in, dad looked at his watch "Oh! I'm going to be late," He started eating faster and quickly drank his coffee "Bye sweetie, bye love." He kissed me on my forehead then kissed mom.

•Le time skip•

Mom and dad went out to get my cake downtown, they left three hours ago but they're still not back.

I sat down at the living room and turned on the tv, the news came up "Good afternoon, I am Maria Campbell reporting live at Highway 64, there had been an accident today in which a white ford has crashed into a speeding truck, with the ending not so good." She pouted a little, "That's not our car, hehe billions of people owns a ford..that's white.." I thought to myself. She continued, "The owners of the ford did not make it, the police has identified the bodies, the couple are Mr. and Mrs. Smith, the ambulance is currently loading them in and is taking them to the John Hopkins Hospital. The—" I turned off the tv,

"No,no,no those can't be my parents, yeah there's a lot of people whose surname is Smith" I tried reassuring myself, it worked a little until I got a call from John Hopkins Hospital... "Hello?" My voice trembled, "Is this Ms. Claire Smith?" The caller asked. "Yes.." "Ma'am we are calling because your parents had an accident at Highway 64—" I cut them off "Did they make it? Please tell me they made it.." By now the waterworks started flowing, my vision became blurry.

"I'm sorry ma'am" I ended the call, I ran upstairs and into my room grabbing my bag and house keys, I ran back down and I then ran to the to the Hospital because it was near.

•Le time skip again cause author is very lazy•

I went to the front desk "Where's my parents' bodies? I need to see them.." The boy at the desk doesn't seem to care as he was just playing with his phone not minding me, "Tell me now!" I screamed, he sighed dramatically "No shouting." He said.

Before I could give him a piece of my mind a hand was placed on my shoulder "Let me handle this C." A voice spoke up "Are you gonna tell us or what?" Anne Stone, the sweet and thoughtful girl everyone believes her to be, except she's a nightmare if you do something to someone she cares for.

The boy rolled his eyes "Get lost." He smirked momentarily but soon disappeared when he noticed that Anne was no longer beside me, "Where'd she gone off to?" He looked around "Surprise bïtch." She popped out from behind him, the boy's high pitch scream broke his phone and he looked disappointed, "Now, tell us what morgue her parents are in." Anne said in a sickly sweet tone.

The boy visibly gulped and typed something into his computer, "T-the morgue at the r-right wing." He shrank in his spot "Thank you, love!" Anne said in a cheery voice then started skipping to the right wing with me towing behind her. "Thanks A." I thanked her, "No probs C, anything for my bff" She smiled then fished out her phone out of her purse, she dialed a number and place it on her ear "Who're you calling?" I asked "The girls." I nodded and continued walking towards the morgue, "Hold on right there, why are you here?" A security guard stopped me from entering "I'm going to see my parents, Mr. and Mrs. Smith." I said.

He looked like he doesn't believe me "Really?" His eyebrow rose in question, I heard Anne's heels clicking against the tiled floor coming closer "Is he bothering you Claire?" She asked not taking her eyes off of the guard. He immediately recognize her and started stuttering "O-oh alright go
r-right in." He let us passed and gave me the number of where they were being kept "415 and 416" I whispered to myself as I looked for them, Anne looked around trying to spot the numbers until I found them at the lower part, I pulled the handle and gasped, their faces.. mom's right cheek had a huge hole, and dad's whole left face is smashed.. I dropped down on the floor in front of them "I'm sorry mama, papa. You didn't deserve this." I sobbed. "Hey C did you find— Oh dear," Anne sadly said as she kneeled down beside me, I sobbed on her shoulder, "There there hunny it wasn't your fault, it was the truck driver's fault he was the one speeding." She patted my back to comfort me. After a while I stood up, and walked towards the door, "Where are you going?" She asked me concern swimming in her eyes "Restroom.." I said in a monotonous voice, then left the room.

Anne's Point of View

Claire left to go to the restroom, I believe to freshen up, so I was left in morgue. Not long after I heard a scream coming from outside, I went to check but it was too crowded. I pushed through the crowd to see what was the matter, and I saw Claire laying in a pool of her own blood unconscious.

I quickly rushed to her side and put her head on my lap "Why are you all staring and not doing anything to help her?!" I screamed. The people who were surrounding the restroom flinched and quickly went back to what they're doing, I saw the girls outside of the door walking towards the morgue, "Cresenta! Help us!" I called out to one of the girls, Cresenta looked at our way and her face held a horrified look, actually all the girls had a horrified look on their faces, they rushed towards us and helped me carry Claire towards the emergency room, she lost a lot of blood.. We rushed her in and placed her on an empty bed. "Help! Help!" Scarlett shouted frantically, a doctor and a nurse rushed towards us and told us to wait outside.

We sat on the very uncomfortable plastic chair, Myunghwa whined and stood up saying she'll buy us take out at McDonald's. We are now eating but still no news about Claire.

One hour later

A doctor went out of Claire's room, "Claire Smith." Adelaide stood up and went to the doctor since we—except her— are too full to stand. They were talking in hushed voices so I couldn't really tell what they were saying, they both nodded and the doctor went back in and she went back to us.

Adelaide's Point of View

"Claire Smith." I quickly stood up and went over to him since the others are too full to stand up, "What happened to her?" I asked worriedly, I mean who wouldn't be? When you just walk in and see your best friend laying in a pool of blood unconscious.

Back to business, "We've managed to stabilize her condition but she lost quite a lot of blood. It seems that her wounds are from both of her wrists and a vein on both wrists was cut open but we stitched it back together, her wounds are very deep. I believe she tried committing suicide." He explained.

Of course she would be committing suicide! She lost the only blood family she has! Damnit. I grumbled lowly, "Is there a possibility she will do this again? I mean like, can she go this far again?" The doctor sighed, "I'm afraid so, ma'am." I looked down, "Thank you, sir." I thanked him and went back to my friends "Sooo? What did he say?" Scarlett asked, I sighed then started explaining.

They all gasped in horror when I finished "Oh my.. poor Claire," Cresenta looked down in sorrow "Hey! At least we haven't lost her." Myunghwa said trying to cheer us up "Yeah, we still have a chance," Scarlett said "We must do everything to stop her from doing it again." Anne stated and everyone agreed.

We all made it our mission to stop Claire from taking her life away.

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