The Truth

[Lost4ever]

Charlie sat in front of the fireplace, quiet and thinking of something. He started to feel uncomftrable as he thought about Claire's diary he read out of. Then he thought about Claire for a while as he stared deeply into the fire. "Come on Vincent! Come on!" Apparently Walt ran by followed by his dog and was distracted by Charlie's dipressed look. "Charlie... Something wrong?"
Charlie sighed and looked at him. "Its Claire... I did something that I shouldn't have done. I... I think of Claire when she comes up on my mind a lot. I don't know what I should say." Walt thought for a moment and said, "Do you like her?" Charlie was unsure about that answer. "Maybe I do." "Then if you think of her so much, find her and tell her how much you feel about her. Gotta go Charlie. Keep your hopes up." Charlie sat there staring at the fire for a while, then said, "I'll bloody have my hopes."
Slowly as the sun rised, Charlie decided to take Walt's advice and find Claire. As he walked all over the beach, he ran into Jack instead. "Hey Jack! Have you seen Claire?" "I believe she's still in her tent at rest." "Right, thank you." So Charlie headed straight for the tent in steady paces thinking about Walt's words. Halfway there, "I just don't what she's gonna say about me. I just got to spill those words out to her," said Charlie to himself. Very close he was, he was about to enter when suddenly...
"Wait!" It was Walt, running up to Charlie as he carried something. "Last night, when my dad was asleep, I ran in the jungle to plan this for you." He handed a jar of peanut butter. Charlie clenched his hands tightly on the jar and stared at it as he had a little grin across his face. "How did you know?" "Because you two always hangout." "Thanks." "No problem."
Slowly Charlie went in the tent and saw Claire was still asleep. He sat beside her and hid the peanut butter in his pack. Then Claire woked up and finally realized that Charlie was in her tent. "Charlie.... what are you doing here?" He thought for a moment and spoke. "Claire... there is something I've been really meaning to tell you." "What is it Charlie?" Charlie sighed, "When Ethan had you hostage, I wanted to look for your stuff." Claire nodded along. "Claire, I read your diary." "What!" "I thought the same thing you might Claire. I did a terrible thing, I invade a personal item, and broken my own promise. When I read one of your pages, I realized that you wrote something special about me." Claire looked right at Charlie and was surprised. "Claire, I like you too." Charlie walked out of the tent feeling depressed.
Claire noticed his backpack , she quietly looked in it and she saw the jar of peanut butter with a note. "Claire, you have been a good friend to me,every night I always think of you and the mention of peanut butter. Somedays I would think what your born baby would soon be like. Goodbye Claire."
"Charlie wait!" But Charlie wasn't there. With the pack, Claire traveled on in search of Charlie. "Charlie!" She called out everywhere but no respond. She came further across the beach and saw him standing on the sandy surface staring at the ocean. "Charlie... I'm not mad at you. You just can't go through my stuff without permission." He was still as the wet water touched his feet. "Charlie... I like you too." "Really." "I actually mean it Charlie, I mean, something special about you is your personality." "You actually mean that?" "Yes Charlie, I mean that." Then Claire gave Charlie a kiss on the lips during the rising sun.




So what do you think of it? Hope you like it because thats my first fanfiction. See ya!

[I_love_sawyer]

I thought your fanfic was very good