London carries my fate
Chapter 13
"Maybe you should talk to her, see if she's doing alright. It's not everyday we are in the hospital and it's not for fans hurting us" liam joked.
"I guess that's true" I said trying to perk up. Just then I saw a nurse walking towards Claire's (I think that's her name) room.
"Um hi, I was wondering of I could check up on Claire?" I asked.
"Sure, lemme just talk to her first and see if she is able to see her friends"
"of course" with that she went into the room.
"Huugh" I sighed as I sat down against the wall. It's so strange, I saved a girl! It's one of those things that I would do in those fan fictions I read about myself, but it never seemed realistic. But it actually happened! See what people don't know is that've actually do remember the encounters we have with our fans or teenage girls I guess, at least I do. I don't forget about these things.... For example what just happened.
Then the nurse who came out of Claire's room interrupted my train of thought.
"hi, Claire is free to see you now" she said.
"thanks"
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"um hi" I said while poking my head into the door with my searching eyes lying on Claire. She was on the bed in just shorts and tank top. Her skin was covered in cuts and bruises and she was looking down.
"hey, thanks for saving me from dying I guess" she said jokingly. I mean I guess that's one way to put it, I'm kind of surprised that she's not in a pool of tears looking for comfort.
"Um you're welcome, I kind of try my best to help people not die if I can help it" I replied trying to joke.
She smirked and looked up "you know my best friend has the hots for liam, do you think he likes her?" I was looking at how innocent she was until she startled me with the question.
"um is jasmine her name?" Claire raised one eyebrow "yea" she answered.
"then I think so. He doesn't usually invite girls over so I would assume he does"
"good to know" she said making her eyes go back to the ground. I went over to her bed and sat next her. I lifted her arm and turned it over, it reviled a row of cuts all down her lower arm all the way down to her wrist. I lifted her arm so it closer to my face. I looked at them each closely, the cuts were deep and they aren't scanned over so they were fresh, not just 2months old. I put my lips to the fresh ones and kissed them, Claire would wince at certain ones, probably because it stung. "Ya done?" She asked with a bored face as though this has happened before. THIS GIRL WOULDN'T BUDGE! She didn't care! No tears were on her face, she had no expression whatsoever. I swear this girl had no emotion. "Do you even care? I don't even know you and I feel really bad for you, does that mean anything in your eyes?"
She got up and faced me. "I may have been through a lot of crap, I'm still going through it. And it may seem that I'm ignoring people trying to help me or am oblivious to people feeling bad but I will not live knowing that people don't think that I care. I CARE ABOUT PRESERVING MYSELF! And you know what, I may not be in a ball crying my eyes out, that's because I've been through to much for me to waste my tears on something like this! I am sick of crying about things that are sad! It's just not worth it! I assume that one of the girls told you about my past, and I guess that's fine cuz you're just a celebrity and you won't remember but i mean now you know my thoughts so please just think about this for a minute. Think about how this is what real life is like, girls hate themselves so they uses their body's as their way to get out of it" after that she sat down on the bed and was quiet.
and I did. I got up and told her "can I at least get your number to tell you what I have to say?"
She took my phone and put in her digits, she put her name as "Claire the most amazing eater in the world"
"um I can disagree with that" I said looking at what she wrote.
"text me later I guess" she said shrugging.
"um ok then, bye Claire" and I left.
I didn't really know what what to think other than this girls got quite a personality and she's not like all the rest. Now I don't quite like her but I mean I think that if I talk to her she'll open up to me, I mean there's nothing wrong with making new friends.
"I guess that's true" I said trying to perk up. Just then I saw a nurse walking towards Claire's (I think that's her name) room.
"Um hi, I was wondering of I could check up on Claire?" I asked.
"Sure, lemme just talk to her first and see if she is able to see her friends"
"of course" with that she went into the room.
"Huugh" I sighed as I sat down against the wall. It's so strange, I saved a girl! It's one of those things that I would do in those fan fictions I read about myself, but it never seemed realistic. But it actually happened! See what people don't know is that've actually do remember the encounters we have with our fans or teenage girls I guess, at least I do. I don't forget about these things.... For example what just happened.
Then the nurse who came out of Claire's room interrupted my train of thought.
"hi, Claire is free to see you now" she said.
"thanks"
***Page break***
"um hi" I said while poking my head into the door with my searching eyes lying on Claire. She was on the bed in just shorts and tank top. Her skin was covered in cuts and bruises and she was looking down.
"hey, thanks for saving me from dying I guess" she said jokingly. I mean I guess that's one way to put it, I'm kind of surprised that she's not in a pool of tears looking for comfort.
"Um you're welcome, I kind of try my best to help people not die if I can help it" I replied trying to joke.
She smirked and looked up "you know my best friend has the hots for liam, do you think he likes her?" I was looking at how innocent she was until she startled me with the question.
"um is jasmine her name?" Claire raised one eyebrow "yea" she answered.
"then I think so. He doesn't usually invite girls over so I would assume he does"
"good to know" she said making her eyes go back to the ground. I went over to her bed and sat next her. I lifted her arm and turned it over, it reviled a row of cuts all down her lower arm all the way down to her wrist. I lifted her arm so it closer to my face. I looked at them each closely, the cuts were deep and they aren't scanned over so they were fresh, not just 2months old. I put my lips to the fresh ones and kissed them, Claire would wince at certain ones, probably because it stung. "Ya done?" She asked with a bored face as though this has happened before. THIS GIRL WOULDN'T BUDGE! She didn't care! No tears were on her face, she had no expression whatsoever. I swear this girl had no emotion. "Do you even care? I don't even know you and I feel really bad for you, does that mean anything in your eyes?"
She got up and faced me. "I may have been through a lot of crap, I'm still going through it. And it may seem that I'm ignoring people trying to help me or am oblivious to people feeling bad but I will not live knowing that people don't think that I care. I CARE ABOUT PRESERVING MYSELF! And you know what, I may not be in a ball crying my eyes out, that's because I've been through to much for me to waste my tears on something like this! I am sick of crying about things that are sad! It's just not worth it! I assume that one of the girls told you about my past, and I guess that's fine cuz you're just a celebrity and you won't remember but i mean now you know my thoughts so please just think about this for a minute. Think about how this is what real life is like, girls hate themselves so they uses their body's as their way to get out of it" after that she sat down on the bed and was quiet.
and I did. I got up and told her "can I at least get your number to tell you what I have to say?"
She took my phone and put in her digits, she put her name as "Claire the most amazing eater in the world"
"um I can disagree with that" I said looking at what she wrote.
"text me later I guess" she said shrugging.
"um ok then, bye Claire" and I left.
I didn't really know what what to think other than this girls got quite a personality and she's not like all the rest. Now I don't quite like her but I mean I think that if I talk to her she'll open up to me, I mean there's nothing wrong with making new friends.
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