Chapter 69 - WHAT DID YOU DRAW?

The sharp opening and banging of the door shut caused Clem to look up from his still life drawings with a trenchant look. When he noticed that it was his sister, fuming with an unexplained anger, he sighed. Something must have set her up; and if his thoughts were nearly correct, it must have something to do with Derek.

"Claire..Hey." He greeted her with a bored look, before casting his gaze down to his drawings, putting some finishing touches on his artwork. He had always loved to draw, especially when he was alone, or whenever he wanted to think through something, or let out some emotions.

At a time he had drawn Maya.

He had been 10 years old then, with a crazy crush on the blue-eyed Blondie.

When he had given it to her as a gift on her birthday, she had squealed in happiness at the painting even though it had many rough edges and wrong inclinations, before giving him a big fat bear hug which had put him in the heavenlies then and had followed him since then until two years after, when she betrayed him.

Even at that, he had drawn her again, some months later; but this time, with a knife at her back and a ghostly look on her face. He had never shown anyone that painting, even his twin. It still laid untouched beneath his bed, waiting for the right time to be unveiled.

Having put the last touch on the painting, he kept the blue color pencil down in its set, before taking a deep breath and staring at his drawing with a keen eye. He had found himself drawing it as he wanted to think. A reason why he had missed classes today.

Done with his skillful watching and appraisal, he dropped the thin piece of large white rectangular paper on the spot closest to him on the bed before taking a look at his sister.

She was still standing but her arms were crossed now, her lips undergoing a bitting from her front teeth.

She hadn't replied to his greetings yet.

"Claire.." He called again, worried now; not actually for his twin, but for the person who had been the cause of her foul mood. He loved his sister but he knew she could be dangerous when she wanted. And most times, he had no choice but to support her actions; he had to cover and protect her as her twin and elder brother.

She didn't reply his greetings still, rather she drastically dumped herself on his bed with a large thump, causing his color set to fall to the ground.

"Claire!" He shouted, as he looked at his color pencils all sprawled over the floor; already pissed off at her chunky attitude. He doesn't joke with his drawing tools.

"Oh Clem..please stop whining and just pick up your best friends. My mood is stale now." Claire muttered, not a bit bothered about the scene she had just caused few minutes ago.

"What do you want?" Clem asked, getting up from his bed to pick up the pencils, ignoring his twin's scoff. He wasn't in the mood to banter with her.

"I went to school today, and I..." Claire was saying, before he interrupted her with a scoff of his own.

"What!" She said on a higher octave, not finding it funny.

"You went to school??" He asked, staring at her with a questioning gaze.

"I just said that I did." She replied, still trying to understand why he was so stuck up on her motion of going to school. She wasn't a bad student.

"Hmm..I thought you said earlier last week that you wouldn't be attending classes till after the pack issue is settled. What changed your mind? You got tired of training alone?" Clem asked further, a smirk threatening to appear on his lips.

"Well..." Claire stuttered a bit while she thought of a good reply to give, before regaining her composure.

"I just decided to give it a try, check out somethings. I'm tired of training alone..not really interesting yunno." She finally said, suddenly finding an itchy spot on her hair.

She felt too embarrassed to say that she had gone to school just to get closer to Derek. Especially since she saw him cowering before the human girl.

Thinking of the redhead brought over a thick layer of frown on her face, which Clem noticed and signed. It seemed to him that something must have happened in school, and for a second, he wished he had attended. But then he shook his head negatively; he couldn't, especially not after seeing the unpleasant scene he had encountered the day before today.

He decided to let it go for now, and focus on his sister's problem.

"Is that so?" He finally asked. "Or is it because of some Alpha's son?" He added, with a smirk on his face, which earned him a loud hiss from his twin. He knew he had touched a sore spot.

"Claire..what happened?" He questioned seriously, forgetting about taunting her; wishing that what he was thinking wasn't the case with her.

"Derek happened." She said, looking forlorn like a six year old deprived of her favourite candy.

"What did he do?" He interrogated in a fit of curiosity.

"He busted me because of that human girl." She replied, confirming his worst fears.

"Oh.." Clem said, not knowing what to actually say. It seemed his soon to be alpha really liked the girl. Or was it a fling? He couldn't tell. Time would though. He thought. He just had to be patient and strategic. He still wanted her for himself, and out of his sister's venomous grip.

"Just Oh..?" Claire asked, befuddled by her twin's response.

"It's just a fling. You shouldn't worry about it. You know he can't be with a human." He responded, hoping the reply would placate her for the meantime.

"Yeah, right. I just have to be patient." She replied with a smile, wondering on why she had even bothered by the whole thing. Derek's mate couldn't be a human.

"So what did you draw this time? She asked, her eyes landing on the large rectangular white paper which had been neatly rolled.