Title: Falling Apart
Rated: PG-13 (because it's Paire)
Characters: Claire's POV, mentions of Paire (Peter/Claire)
Fandom: Heroes
Warning: Tied with RPG
What's About: Claire has everything she's ever wanted. But why just when you think you have everything, you still feel like something's missing?
I'm not supposed to feel in this way. I have everything I've ever wanted. I have my own family with the man I love and I've always loved, despite all odds. We have a beautiful and healthy kids. I have my job. I'm supposed to be happy. I want to be happy. I'm supposed to feel whole and completed as a woman and a mother. I'm loved by my family. I have the love of Peter. I can see it in his eyes. That makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Still have the same butterflies in my stomach when he looks at me. My eyes are glowing and my heart is beating for him.
I have everything I've every wanted.... then why I feel like I'm falling apart? Why I feel like I can't sleep at night without having the next nightmare? Why it hurts only when I'm breathing? What's happened to me? What? I just want to lay down all day and do nothing, but sleeping. But I can't. I can only stare at the nothing. Then my two-old kids are looking at me and keep asking questions. However, they are questions I cannot answer. Then I smile and take them in my arms, telling them that's nothing wrong. Telling them that mommy is just tired.
Lies...
.... but sometimes you have to lie the ones you love to protect them. It's not something I haven't done before. I've lied so many times. I lied to my family about the way I feel about Peter, although they could see the love in my eyes every time I've mentioned him. I've lied to my friends that everything is okay, even when it's not. Even when they can see the truth in my eyes. But then again, I'd smile and joke and do all the stuff to convince them I am okay. To protect them and make them happy. But the truth is...
..it's not okay.
It hasn't been okay in a long while. I just wanted to protect them, although I feel like I'm falling apart. Late at night when everything is quiet and you can only hear the crickets... then I can allow myself to cry or just stare at the empty space. I can feel Peter's arm wrapped around me, his chest pressed to my back. I can feel his breathing over my bare shoulder and snuggle in him. He wants to protect me even in his sleep. I can feel his arm tightens around me every time I try to move... but I really don't want to do that most of the time. I know he loves me. I can feel it even if he doesn't say a word.
Then why I feel like I am.. just... falling apart?