Clara-

It's been a few weeks since i told Andrew I loved him, but that was just so I could get him to trust me. but Actually I think I'm started adapt feelings for him.

"Hello there beautiful." he whispered walking into the bedroom.

"Uh hi."

"What's wrong?"

He stood at the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Nothing just nothing feeling to great I guess."

Was walked over to where I was and sat down beside me on the bed.

"You look pale." he whispered as he gently touched my forehead.

"Your burning up. just lie down, I'll be right back." I jumped off the end and ran downstairs and grabbed the Ibuprofen bottle and a bottle of water from the fridge and bolted back upstairs, Clara was still sitting up.

"Here," I handed her two pills and opened the water bottle. "take these."

She downed the pills with the water, and laid down.

I went to touch her head but she flinched.

I crawled beside her so she could see me.

"I'm not going to hurt you Clara, I promise."

She nodded and closed her eyes.

I turned off the lights and stripped off my shirt, i was still in my sweatpants.

When I crawled in beside her I felt her flinch.

Why was she still so scared of me? I would never hurt her.

Clara-

*the bright lights of the hospital blinded me.

I heard the beeps of the heart monitor.

I saw an IV in my right arm and a breathing tube down my throat.

"Well looks who's awake. my stars. I thought you would never wake up. listen sweetie don't try and talk due to the breathing tube."

She out on white latex gloves and once the breathing tube was out my mouth and throat was begging for water.

The nurse put me in a sitting position and helped me sip on some water.

"Okay sweetie, I have to ask you some questions okay?

I nodded.

"Do you remember your name?"

"C-Clara Marie Daniels." My voice was groggy.

She nodded and smiled.

"Good. do you remember how old you are?"

"Uh 13... no no 14, I'm 14 years old."

"Good good. last one, do you remember what happened?"

I thought for a moment and nodded.

"T-there was a c-car and it was swerving."

"Okay, tell me more. what else to you remember?"

"My mom, dad and I were on our way to the mountains. there was a car swerving, but it suppose to be on the other side of the road not our side. I saw the car hit us, then I got burned on my shoulder. my mom and dad are they okay? where are they? can I see them?"

Her smile faded and she placed her hand on top of mine.

"Sweet pea, I'm so so sorry but they're gone."

"What?" I asked my eyes started to fill with tears.

"What do you mean they're gone where did they go?"

"Honey, I hate to be the one to tell you this but, they-they died. I'm so sorry sweetie."

"When?"

"The night of the accident, a month ago."

"I-I missed their funeral."

"All that matters is your alive. I'll be back to check on you later."

I sat up and my hands went to my right arm and throat.

"Just a dream." I whispered to myself and sighed in relief.

I turned and saw Andrew beside me, asleep.

I quietly slipped out of bed and tiptoed downstairs. when I turned the kitchen light on I opened the fridge and a plastic container filled with cubed fruit.

After I grabbed a fork I started picking up the tiny cube pieces of fruit.

There was apple, apricots, pineapple, and mangos. the best fruit salad there is.

After I finished off the fruit I heard loud footsteps come down the steps and stumbled into the kitchen.

"What the hell Andrew, you almost have me a heart attack."

"Where did you go?"

"What?"

"When I woke up I was all in bed did you try to-"

I cut him off by pressing my index and middle fingers to his lips.

"I swear I didn't try to leave."

He gently grabbed my wrist and placed light kisses on my hand, then I saw his eyes get a shade darker.

She started walking making me back up until my back hit against a wall.

"I knew I should've taken you when I had the chance."

"What? Andrew your scaring me."

His cold hands tracked up and down my sides making me shiver.

He turned us around and his back was to the wall and pushed me back then my back made contact with soft material.... a bed?

We were just in the kitchen, how did we get here that fast. Everything seemed to move so fast, I don't know what's happening.

He straddled my waist and pinned my arms on both sides of my head.

"Stop Andrew stop!" I yelled.

"You're the only one who can make it stop. it's your dream angel."*

When my eyes opened I sat straight up and screamed at the sight of Andrew.

When I moved back I fell of the bed into the ground.

I saw him sit up and look around. once he found me I was cowering in the corner.

He walked toward me an got on his knees on front of me.

"D-don't touch me." I screamed.

"Clara, what's wrong?"

"I want to go home. I can't stay here with you. I'm going to crazy. I hate you. I hate you. I'm going crazy. someone help me."

"Clara you need to calm down."

"No I need to get away from you."

"Why are you freaking out? what did you dream about?"

"Just leave me alone."

"I sorry angel but I cant."

I grabbed all my courage and strength and pushed him back to where he fell on his back.

I started running towards the door but it was locked. Of course, what a surprise. (note the sarcasm)

Suddenly the lights went out and I starting freaking out.

"This is the last straw Clara, you are going to regret it this time."

I felt a strong arm wrap around my wait and a with cloth that smelt like a mixture of gasoline and some other substance I can't recall.

I started screaming into the cloth.

"Breathe."

I head my breath until I felt him place a light kiss on the back on my neck.

I gasped in shock and the aroma flooded my nostrils. I felt my body get heavier and heavier.

Someone caught me, and that someone was Andrew. son of a bitch.

Before I passed out I heard Andrews voice.

"Sleep well angel, because it's going to be hell for you when you wake up."