ClaireThere was a small stack of gifts on my desk, put there by my parents while I was out. Each one a reminder of what my party had ultimately cost me, my boyfriend and now my best friend. I pull out the framed photo that Jupiter had given me, the picture of us smiling, our faces squished together. The picture was taken last year, at Mindy's 17th birthday, the same party where Jupiter and Seb got together. So much had changed in such a short amount of time.I run my fingers over the engraved lettering on the gold frame, 'Claire and Jupiter Best Friends Forever'. I felt like I'd been lied to. I believed that my friendship with Jupiter was stronger than anything, that nothing could ever come between us, and suddenly, the rug was pulled out from under me. She blames me for what happened last night, and I was starting to believe she was right.The previous attacks had been covered in great detail by the news; everyone was aware of the danger lurking around these parties, ready to strike
SamI open the garage and begin collecting the items we will need to wash Claire's car. Heath stands back and watches me, crossing his arms over his chest when he figures out the plan."I doubt that washing Claire's car will make her happy, Dad." He argues, not lifting a finger to help, so I decide to make him, handing him an empty bucket."Squirt some of that blue wash into the bucket and go fill it with water," I order him, and to my surprise, he does as he's told, returning with a bucket full of suds. I'm even more surprised when he grabs a sponge, throws it in the water and then takes to the side of the car. "Good lad." I praise him."The quicker we get this over with, the sooner I can get back to my game." He tells me. Well, if that's his motivation to work, then so be it. "What happened to upset her?"I didn't know if I should be exposing Claire's heartbreak to her brother, but I thought, at the very least, it might help him understand why she needs some compassion right now."A
SamMy blood pressure was at an all-time high because all I could think about was the many ways I was going to snap Andrew Stephenson in half. I warned him what would happen if he broke my daughter's heart and he swore to me that he'd never do it. Now Andrew is going to learn what it means to break a promise. Did this kid not realise that who he was dealing with? I could tear his smug head from his shoulders and mount it to the wall above the fire, sending a warning to all other boys who dared to do the same to my precious baby.I was livid, my rage building with every waking minute that passed, my brain coming up with new and wonderful ways in which I could extract my revenge on the kid. The entire drive home from the hospital, I'd managed, somehow, to push my anger down, wanting to hide it from Claire, who was already upset enough, but once she had gone up to her room, I could no longer hide how I felt. The kitchen cupboard coped the brunt of it, slamming it shut with all my force a
Andy"I spent the night in lock up, and you look worse than me." Adrian chucks as he enters my house."Yeah, it's been a rough night. I had a fight with Claire when she found out that we were bailing you out." I admit, side-eyeing Ed to gauge his reaction, but he remains neutral.I hear dad's footsteps on the stairs behind me, making me turn and get an idea."Dad, do you mind sitting in with us while we go over everything?" I ask him, and he looks a little taken aback by the unexpected request."Of course I can." He says, ushering the boys into the living room. "Take a seat, I'll get my notebook so I can keep a track of everything."The three of us take a seat on our lounges, Adrian and I on the couch, and Ed chooses the armchair. While Dad is in his study, grabbing what he needs, I feel it is best to explain to the others my reasoning behind asking my dad to sit in."Dad's a councillor, I thought he might be able to offer some insight into how we move forward to clear Adrian," I expl
Andy I never understood why Claremont had a 24-hour Kmart; it seemed unnecessary to keep a store open all through the night, paying employees exorbitant amounts just to work after dark. Especially when there's no way you'd get that many customers coming in overnight, but now, here I was wandering the store aimlessly. I'd spent hours driving around Claremont, trying hard to take my mind off Claire and replaying our fight, when I saw the big, glowing sign for Kmart. It was as if I was being beckoned inside. Under the bright, fluorescent lighting, you could almost be tricked into thinking it was daylight outside, but my tired, heavy body knew better. I should be in bed, Claire's bed actually, snuggled in close to her while we sleep, but here I am, avoiding my problems by browsing a big box store. I'd grabbed a basket when I entered and had been throwing in random products so as not to look suspicious to the security guard who was monitoring the store. I stopped in the stationery depar
ClaireThe loud sound of the tyres squealing against the concrete ripped right through me, shattering my heart into tiny pieces. I leaned against a pylon and watched Andy drive away from me while the voice inside my head was screaming at me to go after him, to fix this, to repair what we'd broken, but my body wouldn't cooperate. I just let him go.Hot tears fall freely from my eyes, his elitist insult still stinging. I thought we were past all of that, that we knew each other's true selves now, but I guess, for Andy, the former ideal that he held of me never went away. I didn't intend to hurt him; I was simply pointing out the truth that he was so blinded to see for himself. He's the one who took offence, twisting my words into a Claremont versus Brixton argument, which was never what I was saying.Adrian was guilty, the evidence was all pointed towards him, the motive he had to target Jupiter because he had formed some sort of fixation on her and realised tonight that she was never g