Warning there is Gore later in this story. And also some domestic violence. If you get queasy or are easily triggered you should probably not read this.
Clarice is listening to music in her room. Her face is red and streaked with angry tears. And she can hear her father stomping angrily through the house. Her mother is probably still drunk laying in bed. Her bedroom door probably can't handle any more slamming or force. Its almost off it's hinges. Suddenly She feels a slight vibration again her leg and goes to check her phone. (Hm nothing?) She thinks to herself. Then as soon as she settles back into the pillows the feels more vibration but alot more prominent. She rips out her headphones and jumps up in hopes that there is no bug laying amongst the sheets. There is no bug but there is a loud buzzing sound. It won't stop and it seems the whole room is shaking. She puts her headphones in and curls up in a ball her head is pounding. Afew miniutes later the noise has stopped but she hasn't noticed. She's clenched into a tight ball. Then she hears a tap on her window. And when She ignores it there is another loud tap. (Michael!) She screams inside her head. (I can't let him see me like this!) She quickly runs over to do her makeup. Just a quick touch of foundation to cover her tears. She always was alot faster at makeup then her freinds. She holds there record amongst her group of freinds. Fabulous as always. Then she quietly crawls out her window to the tree next to it. And sneaks around behind him. " Roar!" Clarice squeaks as she taps Michael on the shoulder making him jump. His floppy hair flying in the wind. "Agh! Oh my God. Why did you have to scare me like that? I was worried enough that I'd have to storm the palace to rescue..." He's cut off when she grabs his face pulling him closer. She softly kisses him as she stands on her tippy toes. Then she hugs his neck. " ...You" he finishes in a daze. She pulls back and blushes profusely. " I missed you. You jerk. Why did you take such a long vacay anyway? And what are you doing here so late? May dad could have seen..." This time it's his turn to cut her off. He grabs her by the waist and pulls her closer. Kissing her with more force this time. When he pulls away she is in even more of a daze. And her face is as red as a tomato. He smirks when she finishes with " you..." He starts laughing and so does she. Clarice stops suddenly. When she sees a bee on her windowsill. She hugs him tightly. A tear escapes her eye. Then it becomes a stream down her cheek. " I really did miss you. Jerk." Michael grips her tighter. Then looks at her. "You look pitiful. Did your dad hit you again?" The worry increasingly grows on his face and she nods her head no. His eyes go wide. Like an owls. " Did the dreams come back?" He shivers as he says. Then he gulps. She pauses for a moment. Then nods her head yes. Because if she talks. Then she will burst into tears. And then she falls to her knees. She couldn't hold it in and she starts crying. He drops to the ground. Beside her and holds her In his arms. "It's ok. Im here now. Its winter so there aren't any bees around. Im here." He kisses her head and rubs her back. " I love you. Clarry." She can tell he's worried. Clarice looks up at him. He's shaking. He's had trouble saying I love you to anyone since he was put in the foster system. And after what his last foster family did to him after he dated their daughter. He must mean it. But before she can say it back the light ces on in her parents room. Then in her room. "Run!" She says to him. He nods then runs. She climbs back up the tree and into her room.the light was back off so she could probably sneak back into bed. But when she climbs in the window and turns to close it the light turns on. Clarice turns to see her father punching her in the face. "You were with him again! Im your father! Listen to me! Look at me!" He's obviously drunk. And his clothes are disheveled. Her mother groans down stairs. He slaps clarry Again. And it knocks the wind out of her. She grabs her backpack and jumps out her window. She trys to grab the branch but falls. Spraining her ankle. But she keeps running. All the way into the woods. To their spot. Hers and Michaels. Where he carved their names into a tree... With a bee hive
Clarissa sees Michael in the distance. " You were right. He hit me again." She's sobbing now. " And he probably hit mom. But she doesn't care. Ok. I'll run away with you! Let's get married! I love you too!" She stops running. And he's silent. She takes a step closer. She still can't see him. It's too dark." Are you not gonna say anything? I was unsure because om alot younger then you... But now im sure. Let's run away together!" She's now worried because he's so still and quiet. Then she hears it. The buzzing. She runs up to him but gags and has to stop. He's dead and hanging from the tree. And he's covered in bees. Suddenly it's really warm. The bees are crawling out of his mouth and nose. And the holes where his eyes should be. One bee crawls into his ear. She has a flashback from the day he carved her name into the tree. The bees attached them then. And there beehive got smashed. She feels the scars on her arm and neck. From the bees. Then she feels a breese. And she turns to see the bees making the shape of a person. They grab her and lift her by her neck. Just like in her dreams. Except this time they blur into a relationship person. But yellow. And fuzzy. With black eyes. And striped hair. He's still buzzing. He opens his mouth and it's full of stingers. Then he grabs her and goes to bite down on her neck. She thinks this is the end but instead of killing her he kisses her neck pulling her closer. And he starts to look even more human as he does so. And they start to shrink. Down to the size of bees. He grows wings and carries her up into the "nest". She lives out the rest of her life as the queen of bees. Forced to have all the bee children's. And all of them are her husband's. At least she can gain comfort knowing she is always near her sweet Michael. And away from that wretched man. Her father. Who will never be her dad. But it is a false comfort only to cushion the horrible truth. That she ended up just like her mother. Forced into an unhealty marriage, because of a child they didn't want.