'And so, Mary Hawrne, had concurred yet another heart and broken it just as fast, all in the light of the paparazzi'
Clover finished the last sentence of yet another blog update, her smart phone had been vibrating all night. Apparently there was some big thing going on in the City and she was the one who had to keep the blog updated. Yes, she was still a celebrity blogger but with more pay this time. Clover stretched out her aching body and got up, headed to the kitchen for a cup of extra strong coffee. She finished downing two cups before Liana showed up to drive her to work.
"Come on! We are going to be late" She yelled from the open car window.
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Ellie entered her after school activity,ballet. She rolled her eyes, her mothers idea. She liked it thought, it kept her away from her house, she wouldn't be alone here. But like everything else, this class also came to an end. She got her phone up, the GPS pulsated on her location, she moved the map and found the street she was looking for.
Ellie wasn't born yesterday, and she wasn't a kid anymore. She had figured out who her father was, Michael Murray, now a famous photographer. The address was easy to get after that she got his name. She got on her bike and headed north, the sun was setting and it was getting pretty late. Her pocket begun to vibrate, the familiar screeching horror noise, a ringtone she had set for her mother.
Ellie wasn't born yesterday, and she wasn't a kid anymore. She had figured out who her father was, Michael Murray, now a famous photographer. The address was easy to get after that she got his name. She got on her bike and headed north, the sun was setting and it was getting pretty late. Her pocket begun to vibrate, the familiar screeching horror noise, a ringtone she had set for her mother.
"Yeh" Ellie answered, looking around, she was close now.
"Ellie! Where are you?!" Her mother sounded worried, was she home early? Ellie thought, goddamn her luck.
"I'll be home soon mom, I..uhm, I got stuck talking to eh a girl from ballet class" She lied, there were no girls in ballet class, it was basically only her there, and the teacher.
"Oh" her mother paused, did she buy it? "Well, hurry home okey? I have to head out soon again, I hoped I could hang out with you a little"
Of course, work and more of it. Ellie sighed
"mm kay mom" she was so tired of this.
"I left some food on-" clover continued, but Ellie hung up.
She was hoping her father might be different, maybe he had time for her. He could talk to her when she needed to tell someone about her day. He could comfort her with the kids in school were mean to her, he could explain why he left them. He was probably very important, that he had to go away for a little while.
Her mother hadn't explained much about what had happened between them, just that he prioritized other things in life. Maybe he just didn't love her vacant mother, she understood that. Because he wouldn't just leave her? would he? its not like she wasn't important to him, he loved her right?
She walked up to the house that the GPS told her would be the home of her father.
It didn't look like much, she thought. It looked like no one was home though.
Should she just ring the doorbell, would he recognized her? She had overheard her mother talk to aunt Li about how her eyes were her fathers. Would he hug her and welcome her home?
It didn't look like much, she thought. It looked like no one was home though.
Should she just ring the doorbell, would he recognized her? She had overheard her mother talk to aunt Li about how her eyes were her fathers. Would he hug her and welcome her home?
Ellie gulped and walked up to the window, she had brought Patches with her. The only real friend she had, she hugged him close as she peeked in to the window. In to her fathers living room.
Dark, empty, he wasn't home. For some reason this felt good, she wasnt sure she was ready to be rejected again, not by her father.
"We'll come back some other time.." she whispered to her friend. "Maybe he'll home then."
Ellie felt the cool wind blow against her, it was getting really late and she figured her mom was already out again. She sighed, got back on her bike and headed home. At least now she knew where her father lived. She just wasn't sure what he looked like. Ellie hoped she would be more courageous next time.
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Clover didn't like the phone call she had with Ellie, she knew her daughter was drifting away from her. She just didn't know what to do, talking didn't seem to work. It just upset Ellie more, as if she got angry at her efforts to trying to be a good mother. Clover tried to focus as she made her way to "The barn" some sort of underground club, she had agreed to appear there and have some drinks for money. She felt dirty, doing these kinds of things for money. But she was late with the bills this month so this needed to be done, she could only hope that Ellie would understand.
This continued to take place though, doing some appearances for money, it was getting to her.
She had also found out that Travis had finally become a father, she was happy for him. He was basically ecstatic, she was an adorable little toddler. However Clover couldn't hide the fact that her heart was slightly broken when she had found out and it caused her to basically avoid Travis and his family. As much as she could anyways, since Liana was her co-worker, she hadn't seen her much lately due to maternity leave and Clover dove head first in to more work.
Despite all of this, she found herself on her porch with Travis late at night now days. It had started a few weeks back. For some reason Travis and Lianas relationship had gotten pretty unsteady and Travis escaped the pressures at home next to Clover. Their children got a long well or so it seemed, Ellie wasnt so happy with sharing her toys.
"I don't know whats going on Clove" Travis begun. "It's like she just hates me these days, like I've single handedly stopped her career and her social life. Ever since she gave birth to Becka shes been miserable and its apparently my fault." He looked over at Becka and smiled. "Don't get me wrong though, Li loves Becka, its just.. I don't know.."
"It's not you Travis, just let her deal with this. Be there and support her, I'm sorry I cant be of much help." She tried, she honestly didn't know what to tell him. She had tried talking to Liana herself, but it was as if she was a part of the problem as well. Maybe she wasn't so happy that Travis escaped to her home.
"I can't say I know how it is to have a supportive dad around" she smiled at him, she couldnt help it. There was something between them no matter how hard she tried to fight it, she just wanted to touch him, kiss him. But it was wrong! so she looked away.
"I.." he begun, he was inches away from her now. She could feel his hot breath against her tongue.
"Mom!" Ellie yelled "Can you tell Becka to stop stealing my toys! uggh.. kids" she muttered.
The interruption broke the moment she had with Travis, she sighed.
"S-Share your toys Ellie, its not nice to fight" she scolded and tried to recover her calm.
"S-Share your toys Ellie, its not nice to fight" she scolded and tried to recover her calm.
Travis got up and picked his daughter up off the grass.
"I should get this little lady home, It's getting late." he grinned towards Ellie and ran his hands through her hair messing it up, he looked over at Clover and his eyes were apologetic.
"I should get this little lady home, It's getting late." he grinned towards Ellie and ran his hands through her hair messing it up, he looked over at Clover and his eyes were apologetic.
"aww, come on Uncle Trav, Stay! We can play with the water slide some more!" Ellie pleaded while she stuck her tongue out to Becka. "But you can take her home if you want."
"Sorry kiddo, gotta go" he headed home, leaving Ellie pouting on the grass. "See yah later Clover"
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Some hours later Clover and Ellie got ready for bed. She kissed her daughter on the forehead and wished her a goodnight sleep.
"I miss uncle Trav" she mumbled before she drifted off to sleep. "I know baby... Me too" Clover whispered.
As she undressed and got ready for sleep herself, she heard noises outside her window.
"ugh-oh" a huge splashing sound and some deep giggling. A man, a man who was stumbling over the water slide. Travis? she wondered. The back door opened, she hadn't locked it! She panicked slightly.
"ugh-oh" a huge splashing sound and some deep giggling. A man, a man who was stumbling over the water slide. Travis? she wondered. The back door opened, she hadn't locked it! She panicked slightly.
Her room door opened and there he was, Travis, drunk.
"Hey, there you are..." he looked out towards the window. "That watershlide is azum! just... the ground ish hard. You know?" he walked towards her. He didnt seem too drunk, just a bit tipsy.
"Travis, What- I'm.." She tried to covered herself as she was only in her underwear.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, embarrassed.
"We had a fight" he sighed. "and I headed out with some friends, got some drinksh" he grinned. "I needed to talk to you"
"Well, ugh, I'm sorry to hear that" she wasn't sorry at all and she felt bad for it. "Do you mind though?" she hinted at her arms around her body.
"Oh!" he mumbled and actually looked at her since he got there. "Oh....." he continued.
Clover blushed and the familiar burning feelings begun to rise within her.
"Clover..." he moved in closer to her, his voice was deep, husky, irresistible.
She walked up to him, put her hand on his naked chest, it was so smooth and warm. The fire in her trashed, but she was going to control it.
"No." She said firmly "We cannot do this, you're drunk. Lia-" she continued.
"Clover..." Travis interrupted her. "I know. I didn't come here to try to sleep with you." He was inches away from her. The trashing fire licked the inside of her skin, trying to burst out, it was painful to be this close to him yet so far apart.
"I just wanted to see you." He spoke softly, he reached around her to embrace her in a hug that was going to push her over the edge. But he fumbled with his feet, lost his balance and pushed them both on top of her bed.
Panic struck her at the same time as the fire raged inside her. His chest was against hers, his skin was pressed against hers, his lips inches away from hers. His gaze was locked on hers, they were frozen, but for only a moment. With a snarl ripping through him he kissed her, he pressed his soft lips against hers with passion,their tongues intertwined as the flames inside of her engulfed them both.
Clover didn't care anymore, for years she had wanted him, for years they had teased each other, forbidden to touch only to look, only to crave. His hands were allover her now, just like she had always wanted, she felt guilty. As they slipped under the covers the voice in the back of her head was worried about what was to come but Travis lips on her neck shut the little voice up.
They didn't stop, the fire was only but ember now and then sun was rising, yet they couldn't stop.