AN: Its a little short but, i wanted to know what you guys thought. Read and review please! Also Clare is OOC.


Hell. That's all that comes to mind when I think of my life. It had been about three days since I was lying on the floor, broken. But I knew it wouldn't be long before he would do it again and I would be in the same position. It had gone on for a very long six years, my fathers beatings. Every time it would be worse, but it didn't hurt because I was numb. I had no feelings the only fraction I had left went to Eli. I love him but, he deserves so much better, someone who could give him their whole heart instead of the tattered, broken one which was the only thing I could give him. Eli always told me he loved me but I knew he was lying. How could he love someone so heartless like me? It didn't make sense, like they say, 'If something seems like its too good to be true, it usually is.' that's how it is with Eli.

"Earth to Clare!" Adam yelled from the seat in front of me. We were supposed to be working in partners for our chemistry assignment but I wasn't paying attention.

"Huh, oh right. What are we supposed to be doing again? I wasn't paying attention." I quickly regained focus.

"Yeah I noticed. We're supposed to put these chemicals into the beaker and it should make a rainbow colored smoke." Adam explained.

"Okay, sounds simple enough." I said.

"You'd think it would be simple, but we have to measure the exactly correct amount or it could explode."

"Awesome." I said sarcastically.

"Well lets get to work." Adam said, rubbing his hands together with a look of excitement on his face. Somehow we managed to get through the experiment without the beaker exploding. Which I have no clue how that happened with my mind always somewhere else, wondering when I would have to go home to another beating. But it was most likely because Adam did most of the work. The bell rung and we exited the classroom.

"Are you alright Clare you've been really out of it lately." Adam asked with worry laced in his tone.

"Of course, I'm just a little tired." I lied.

"Okay, well I have to go my next class is that way." He pointed in the other direction.

"Bye." I called out to him. I walked to my locker before heading to my next class I had which was World History. When I opened my locker a note fell out. I reached down to grab it from the ground and unfolded it.

Clare. You're a fat ugly whore. No one likes you go die somewhere.

I stared down at the note and looked around me but I couldn't tell if anyone nearby had written the note. Tears were forming in my eyes but I held them back because I could see Eli walking towards me from down the hall. Quickly, I threw the note back into my locker, Eli smirked at me.

"Hey gorgeous. What's up?" He asked. I gave him a fake smile but he saw right through it, he always did.

"What's the matter?" Eli asked but before I could respond he leaned down and picked up a crumpled piece of paper. His eyes read over it and his expression turned to anger.

"Who wrote this?" Eli yelled. When he said this I flinched and backed away, he sounded just like my father when he was mad at me for no reason. Eli noticed that I moved away and softened his tone.

"I'm sorry I yelled, its just how could someone write this about you its completely false."

"Because its true." I whispered, but he heard me.

"What Clare, no its all lies. How could you think those things about yourself?" Eli asked sympathetically. I just looked down and shook my head, he gently took my chin in his hand and lifted it so my eyes were looking in his.

"Clare you are beautiful, anyone who thinks different is either stupid, blind, or jealous."

"Thank- you Eli."

"For what?" He asked confused.

"For caring."

"I've always cared about you. I love you." Eli said lovingly.

"I love you too." I smiled, but on the inside I wasn't so sure if he would still care about me if he knew how messed up me and my life was.


AN: The next chapter will go more in depth about Clare and her Dad. Review please!