'Dysfunctional: not operating normally or properly'
That was one way to describe Clara Campbells family. Dysfunctional; not operating properly. That was just what happened when your older siblings leave you.
Or that's what Clara had always believed...
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| Clara Campbell |
Releasing my arms from around the two of them, I took a step back to take a full look at the person that I hadn't noticed. I was beyond shocked, and had no idea what to do. I hadn't seen this person in years, and here he was, standing in front of me, looking even better than he used to.
No, that was the wrong thing to think. He had dated my now dead best friend, and there was no way that I could have feelings for someone like him. "Do I get a hug?" he murmured, as I was unsure on what to do. I hadn't spoken to him, or done anything to find out where he had gone. I had stupidly gotten caught up in everything with my family, that I forgot that he had to deal with just as much as I had too.
I just nodded, slowly stepping forward, as he reached his arms out to me, pulling me tightly into a hug that I didn't know I needed from him so badly. "I missed you" he murmured into my hair, as I just breathed everything in. I felt that if I said something, it would be the wrong move.
Those words stopped me. He had missed me, but it made everything in my stomach churn. I had barely had much time to think about him after he left, and now here I was, standing next him, trying to pretend like nothing had ever happened between the two of us. Not much had happened, but I felt like I didn't know him and he didn't know me.
I stepped back, moving out of his arms. Everyone around us had gone silent, and I hated it. I felt the small, little 11 year old girl that had been kissed by her dead best friends boyfriend. Yeah, that's right. Right before Wyatt was leaving for boarding school, he had pulled me into a final hug, while he secretly kissed me on the lips.
At the time, I hadn't thought much of it. It hadn't bothered me much, rather just making the crush on him, grow bigger and bigger. I eventually forgot about him, when I heard nothing from him, and moved on. I guess I should have tried harder, but now, I felt guilty about what I had done to Fallon. I had had my first kiss with the person she loved.
"Lara" Wyatt murmured, as he tried to reach for me, but I backed away further. He was the only person that ever called me Lara, rather than Clara or Ara. "What did I do?" he questioned, but I just shook my head. There was no way that I was going to bring it all up, especially in front of my brothers.
The front door opened, and in walked Wyatt's older brothers. This was going to cause some shit between Carter and Lewis and maybe even Jake and Colton. I knew something had gone down, and I didn't want to be here for that. I already had my own shit to deal with, and now the feelings of Wyatt were coming back full force.
"How about I take you down to the nearby diner. You need to get out of the house C" Caleb spoke as Carter had already stormed off, causing Auston to follow him. I hadn't even noticed that all of my brothers had been in the foyer with us. Right on cue, Mackenzie walked in through the door, and I was so ready to be leaving.
I nodded my head, as I followed Levi and Hazel out the front door, with Wyatt hot on my tail. I hated how I liked the way his hair fell in front of his eyes when he had looked down at me, or the way that his sweater was tight on his arms, but baggy around his torso, and I hated that he still liked his neutral palette for his clothing.
