Claire Aurelious
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- OOC First Name
- Cole
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- 3/2020
Set December 2037, after Claire and Deme attended a Christmas party at her work.
Claire Adkins made a point to slam the door to her apartment behind her after she and her boyfriend entered. She had clearly had enough of his behavior, arms crossed over the lacy material of her dress. She watched the dark hair man walk around the apartment, doing whatever it is he pleased. He hadn't spoken to her since they'd began the short trip back, and frankly Claire couldn't figure out what she'd done wrong. It seemed like any time she was having fun this dark and brooding boy had to go and ruin it. After Sammy's wedding he was the same way, and Claire had to pry it out of him that he didn't like her hugging Sam. It was okay, she was willing to admit she made a mistake in hugging another boy. After all, it had taken a month for Claire to be willing to hug without getting flustered. But what did Deme expect? She had never been in a relationship before, or really had a crush. She'd been put off by the idea since her mother and father divorced, a huge part of her afraid of the same fate befalling her. She was sure that it wouldn't, after all, she and Deme had been together for a year, however his attitude made her wonder why sometimes. He didn't ever seem to trust her after all. She heard the bathroom door shut and plopped down onto the couch. Her hands rushed to her face and she rested her elbows on her knees. She would just have to apologize for whatever she did wrong. She always managed to do something horribly wrong after all - even though all she wanted was to be happy with him. Her attention was drawn from her thoughts at a familiar buzzing noise. It was Deme's phone, his job must have sent him a message again. Would it hurt for her to peek? No, it wouldn't.
Claire picked up the device, she didn't hear Deme coming. He was probably in the bathroom. She was shocked when she saw an unfamiliar woman's name at the top of the message. 'When Can I See you again' The message read like something she had said when they first got together, a winking face after the text. Claire felt her heart drop. Her stomach flipped more than once. She clicked a few buttons and looked through the inbox. Some of the names were work, and her, but others were girls. Not just one, but a few that he seemed to have been seeing. The oldest ones in the phone from a month or so ago. Claire dropped the phone onto the couch and covered her mouth quickly, her eyes filling to the brim with tears. She stood with shaking legs, the tears coming out silently. He was just like her mom. What had she done wrong. She turned, facing the dark haired boy whom was standing a few feet away. She nearly sobbed, at first unable to talk to him. Her chest hurt, and her shoulders trembled. The blue eyes that had never shed tears in front of anyone but Sam and her parents were now red and irritated. Finally after taking a few breaths, Claire was able to uncover her mouth to speak. "You're cheating on me?" She asked him, the end of the sentence just a sob. How could he? Claire stood her ground, though the way her knees trembled told her she wouldn't be able to do so for long. She felt so small in this world at that moment, the only thought on her mind harming her more than the realization that he was with more than one person at a time. The only thing she could think, was why wasn't she good enough? What had she done wrong? Claire attempted to cross the small space, but instead leaned against the column in her living room, sliding down it and looking at him, still waiting for an answer.
<i></i>Claire Adkins made a point to slam the door to her apartment behind her after she and her boyfriend entered. She had clearly had enough of his behavior, arms crossed over the lacy material of her dress. She watched the dark hair man walk around the apartment, doing whatever it is he pleased. He hadn't spoken to her since they'd began the short trip back, and frankly Claire couldn't figure out what she'd done wrong. It seemed like any time she was having fun this dark and brooding boy had to go and ruin it. After Sammy's wedding he was the same way, and Claire had to pry it out of him that he didn't like her hugging Sam. It was okay, she was willing to admit she made a mistake in hugging another boy. After all, it had taken a month for Claire to be willing to hug without getting flustered. But what did Deme expect? She had never been in a relationship before, or really had a crush. She'd been put off by the idea since her mother and father divorced, a huge part of her afraid of the same fate befalling her. She was sure that it wouldn't, after all, she and Deme had been together for a year, however his attitude made her wonder why sometimes. He didn't ever seem to trust her after all. She heard the bathroom door shut and plopped down onto the couch. Her hands rushed to her face and she rested her elbows on her knees. She would just have to apologize for whatever she did wrong. She always managed to do something horribly wrong after all - even though all she wanted was to be happy with him. Her attention was drawn from her thoughts at a familiar buzzing noise. It was Deme's phone, his job must have sent him a message again. Would it hurt for her to peek? No, it wouldn't.
Claire picked up the device, she didn't hear Deme coming. He was probably in the bathroom. She was shocked when she saw an unfamiliar woman's name at the top of the message. 'When Can I See you again' The message read like something she had said when they first got together, a winking face after the text. Claire felt her heart drop. Her stomach flipped more than once. She clicked a few buttons and looked through the inbox. Some of the names were work, and her, but others were girls. Not just one, but a few that he seemed to have been seeing. The oldest ones in the phone from a month or so ago. Claire dropped the phone onto the couch and covered her mouth quickly, her eyes filling to the brim with tears. She stood with shaking legs, the tears coming out silently. He was just like her mom. What had she done wrong. She turned, facing the dark haired boy whom was standing a few feet away. She nearly sobbed, at first unable to talk to him. Her chest hurt, and her shoulders trembled. The blue eyes that had never shed tears in front of anyone but Sam and her parents were now red and irritated. Finally after taking a few breaths, Claire was able to uncover her mouth to speak. "You're cheating on me?" She asked him, the end of the sentence just a sob. How could he? Claire stood her ground, though the way her knees trembled told her she wouldn't be able to do so for long. She felt so small in this world at that moment, the only thought on her mind harming her more than the realization that he was with more than one person at a time. The only thing she could think, was why wasn't she good enough? What had she done wrong? Claire attempted to cross the small space, but instead leaned against the column in her living room, sliding down it and looking at him, still waiting for an answer.