So, the song is called "Born in The Spring". And, like every song in my newest stories, it's by Stephen Kellogg and the Sixers. And what do you do, you go listen to it on their myspace! Lol =]…
1,2,3
2,2,3
They were lovely red flowers lining the tress
And they smelled like perfume on the hand of a queen
The car read "Just Married" on the back window
The future was open, how could we ever have known?
From South San Diego to Portland, Maine
I have traveled this country, seeking my fame
And through all the "what for's", the flames and trap doors
Through which all of us fell, the stories that I cannot tell
And I wish that I
Now the ocean tide's coming up with the moon
I'm afraid we're all living at sea level, too
And you're seeing this part of the tragedy through
When the bottle will break, the cradle will fall down on you
A second rate author of his own epitaph
All the potent potential destroyed in the graph
You think to yourself, "I'll get lucky at cards"
But you don't even know who the hell that you are
And I, still I wish that I was
Born in the Spring
Son of a son of a son of bitch
'Cause the daughter's are dammed, that's the way that it is
And nothing much changes out in the sun
When the wine that you drink is the wind you become
Oh, and you say, "Maybe this time, I can dig out of this."
So the family relents and you get yourself pissed
And suddenly everyone has got some advice
You sell their suggestions without thinking twice
And the friends that I've had and the friends that I've made
The friends that I've lost with my hapless mistakes
And isn't it all just a slap in the face
That no single person could take up the place of her?
Still, I wish that I was
Born in the Spring
Born it the Spring
'Cause everyone's gone, well all die don't you know?
Are you so disappointed that it all was a show?
And the first love you had was the only thing real
And what brought it together, in the end was the kill?
And I, still I wish that I was
Born in the Spring
It was her fifth day with Owen. And Bruce. And Johnny… She was just as horrified as she had been the first day. She never should have chose to believe Owen, but Eli was involved…
She was waiting for Eli by his locker after school, when she got an anonymous text: Eli's standing awfully close to the edge, maybe he's going to jump… It seems like he's got a lot on his mind.
As soon as the words were in her mind, she looked for one of the multiple entrances to the roof.
"Shit!" She muttered, one of the first times she'd ever cursed. But that was besides the point right now. The door was locked, and if she didn't hurry up, it could be too late. She picked up her speed, her feet carrying her as fast as she could go. She just wished that she could save him in time… But why was he doing this?
She found an open stairwell, taking the steps two at a time, and almost tripping. She was prepared to see Eli at the edge of the roof; about to jump; being too late. But he wasn't there, just Owen. She looked over the side of the building, just to be sure.
"Did you convince him to not do it, or something?" She asked.
He nodded, and she felt like hugging him. "Yeah, he was having some troubles. I told him that killing himself wouldn't help."
She threw her arms around his waist. "Thank-you." He hugged her back. But, she wasn't expecting what was coming next…
"Where did he go then?"
"To look for you, I guess. Maybe he just decided to go home. We could always check the parking lot." He suggested.
Clare nodded, and they headed down to the parking lot. His hearse was no where in sight. When she least expected it, Owen grabbed her and forced her into the back of his car. She knew that Owen was bad, but she didn't know that he was this cruel. Why did he want to kidnap her?
She tried to unlock the door, no luck. The windows wouldn't budge either. Stupid child locks! He had thought of everything.
"What are you d-"
"Don't talk!" He shouted.
"But w-"
"Because I said so!" His voice got louder, more fierce.
Her mouth snapped shut, and she didn't say one more word for the entirety of the ride. When they got to his apartment, he forcefully brought her up several sets of steps. He opened the door, dragging her inside. Johnny and Bruce were sitting on the couch. Oh shit. She was going to get raped, she knew it for sure…
But they didn't do anything to her. She sat in her place at the end of the couch, not doing anything, while the guys watched tv, played video games, talked about girls, etc. It was even scarier when Owen left for school. It would seem odd if he had missed just as much time as she had. Johnny and Bruce never said anything to her, and it seemed creepy because Owen, their "Master", wasn't there to rule over them and make choices for them.
Clare wished that she could call someone, especially Eli, to let him know that she was okay. That they hadn't done anything to her. And that she loved him. But they confiscated her phone when they found out she had one with her in the first place.
She thought that she would never see her friends and family again, but why would Owen want to hold her hostage for that long? She knew that her mother was worried; there was a missing persons report for her on tv. She wanted to let her parents know that she was fine (for now, at least.) She only hoped that Eli, her parents, and her friends would comfort each other and not have any "what if" thoughts.
Eli sat at the Edwards' dining room table. He had been coming by everyday, and didn't leave until his parents had to force him to come home. He wanted to have some hope that Clare would be coming home. But he knew that missing children were rarely found, alive…at least until much later.
Several days had gone by without any successful attempts at trying to escape. She had been stuck there for about 9 days now, the memory of day 7 haunting her…
She tried once more to escape, only her millionth try. Bruce heard her footsteps, due to the squeaky floorboards, and he held her back. She felt completely violated, and not just because some gross, greasy, stinky guy was holding onto her. He brought her over to the couch, holding her down for Owen. Owen then proceeded to force himself upon her. He was whispering to her the whole time, bragging about being her first, but Eli had already accomplished that task. He had been much gentler, kinder, and sweeter than Owen could ever be.
Clare finally realized that she had the only key to getting out: Johnny.
Owen and Bruce were sleeping, and Johnny was still up, serving as the watch guard.
"You know…Alli would be really mad if she found out that you were apart of this."
"I know." He looked down at his hands. "But they'd kill me. Especially Owen."
"But you know what Owen did to me. …You could just pretend to be asleep. Then, at the worst, all you have to deal with is Bruce. I highly doubt Owen remembers whose turn it was to watch me. Just tell him it was Bruce, and you'll be okay."
"Fine." She and Johnny stood up and tiptoed to the door.
"My phone." She whispered, and he grabbed it off of the coffee table, before handing it to her.
"Thank-you." She hugged him and kissed his cheek.
"Do you need a ride somewhere? I have Owen's keys." He held up the shiny, vital importance for getting her away from this place. "And I can drive you there and get back here before either of them even notice."
"No, it's fine."
"But it's 11:00. There are weirdoes out." He actually seemed sympathetic.
"I'll be fine. I promise. You'll know; it'll be on the news and in the papers by Monday morning that I'm okay."
"Drew! Drew, stop the car!" Clare would know that voice anywhere. Drew was driving his mother's minivan, probably going to a party or something, since it was Friday. Alli jumped out of the car, forgetting to unbuckle herself, resulting in her getting choked by the seatbelt. She hugged Clare. "Clare! I'm so glad you're back! What happened to you?"
"I'll tell you later." She whispered.
"Ok. Come on, we'll take you home." Alli got back into the car. Clare glanced inside of the van. Adam and Jenna were sitting it the middle section, and Sav and Holly J sat in the back. No Eli, but she suspected that he was still too depressed to even leave his house or her kitchen. She got in and sat in the back next to Sav.
"What happened to you Clare?" Adam asked.
"She doesn't want to talk about it." Alli said for her, receiving a smile from Clare.
Sav hugged Clare, which made her a little surprised. Of course she was best friends with his little sister, but the had never really been this close before. But he had a little sister, so he wouldn't want anything to happen to her, or any of her friends for that matter.
"Oh." Adam said. "Well, I'm guessing we should get you home. Or at least to Eli's first, so he knows that you're okay."
"Yeah." She nodded. "And, Alli, could you come over?"
"Sure, Clare. I'll have Drew drop me off in a little while."
"Good."
They arrived at Eli's house shortly after. Adam threw a few stones at Eli's window. Clare was hiding, so they could surprise him. After pleading, Eli came down, dressed in boxers and a matching red flannel shirt.
"Clare?" He rubbed his eyes. He wrapped his arms around her in a death grip.
"Oww."
"Sorry." He loosened his hold, but it was still strong. He kissed her forehead. "I was so worried about you. What happened?"
"I-I d-don't know. I was knocked out and blindfolded. I-"
"You were beaten? That mother fu-"
"No, no, no. I was… pepper-sprayed."
"Clare, it doesn't make a difference. You could have been ra-" He stopped talking, not wanting to make himself even angrier with all the possibilities.
She thought back to when Owen had her on the couch. She felt very awkward, especially since Bruce and Johnny were watching. Bruce was enjoying himself, while Johnny was trying to look away.
She shuddered.
"Is something wrong?" Eli held her very close to his body.
"No. It's just that…"
"I was about to say raped?"
She nodded.
"I'm sorry I made you scared." He kissed her again. "I think I should drive you home. You're mom has been worried sick about you."
"What about my dad? Did he stop by?" She asked.
"Yeah, a few times. He didn't stay for long, though."
"Oh."
"So… I should get some pants on, it's cold out here." She said that she would wait outside for him, but since it was late, he insisted that she come into the house with him. He grabbed her hand, and they headed up to his room. After putting a pair of jeans on, he left his mom a note, saying that if he didn't come home, he was at Clare's.
"Clare!" Mrs. Edwards pulled her daughter into her arms. "Come inside, honey."
They all sat down at the kitchen table. Eli told her mother what Clare had told him, while Clare changed her clothes and took a shower.
Clare came back downstairs. She decided to ask her mom if Alli could come over, although she realized that she could probably get away with anything now, since she had just been put into a terrifying situation.
"Mom, can Alli come over?"
"Of course, dear. You can stay, too, Eli."
He nodded. "Thanks, Mrs. Edwards." He headed up to Clare's room, while she called Alli to let her know that she could come over now.
After Alli arrived, they all just hung out, trying to get the week's events out of their minds. It was getting really late when Eli rested his head in Clare's lap, a definite sign that he was tired. He ended up falling asleep right away.
Clare ran her hands through his hair while she and Alli continued to talk.
"So, tell me what happened." She whispered, knowing that Clare wouldn't want Eli to know the truth of the situation. "Spill. I know that the whole thing was a complete lie."
"Okay. I got a text saying that Eli was trying to jump off of the roof. But he wasn't there, though. Owen was. We went down to the parking lot to find Eli, but he forced me into his car and brought me back to his apartment. Bruce and Johnny were there."
"Johnny? Why Johnny?"
Clare shrugged. "I don't know why, but I convinced him to let me go. I had to bring you into it, so I told him that you would be angry if he wouldn't let me go."
"You bet I would… Did anything else happen?"
She nodded. "Owen… he, h-he r-raped me."
Alli threw her arms around her best friend, despite the sleeping boy in Clare's lap. "Oh, Clare. I'm so sorry that this happened to you."
"Thank-you, Alli."
"Clare." Alli groaned. "That isn't what you told Eli, was it?"
She nodded. "That would be correct."
"But he'll find out sooner or later." She assured her.
"He can't!"
"But he will. And he'll kill Owen, literally." She said. "And now Eli can't be your first. You were saving it for him."
Clare bit her lip.
"Clare!"
"What?"
"You're still wearing your purity ring?" Alli asked.
She nodded. "Mhmm."
"Why, though? If it isn't the truth?"
"I don't want my mom to find out. She'll give me some ridiculous lecture."
"I'm just shocked that you had sex. I thought you'd basically stay a virgin forever."
"I still technically consider myself a virgin."
"How?"
"Well, it was only one time, and he was really nice. Plus, it was really romantic. And we decided that we weren't going to do it again until we're married."
"Oh… So, he didn't make you feel uncomfortable? If he did, I'll kick him in the balls right now."
"Of course not."
"Good. So, he wasn't a virgin, right?"
"No, he wasn't." She said.
"You don't feel bad that he's slept with other girls before?"
"No. Because it was just one."
"Oh…"
"At least you didn't ask how b-"
"You know me all too well, Clare. So, how big?"
"I hope you know that you are one very perverted person, Alli."
"Aww, come on. I wanna know!"
"Alli, that is none of your business."
Alli pouted.
"Sorry, not going to work. If you want to know, you can ask him yourself."
"Clare! No way! That is obsessive. And he'd think that I'm weird."
"Hey, you wanted to know. I don't kiss and tell."
"Well, of course you don't. That was way more than kissing."
Clare giggled, blushing.
"So how was he?"
"Good."
"How good?"
"Really good."
"Mhmm, maybe that explains why he's oh-so-experienced." She laughed along with her friend, trying to keep her mind off of the "Owen thing."
I literally hate myself for writing this, but hey it's happening in my head. My sister and I thought it up a few weeks ago because of the promo (when Eli says I cant believe this, and when Clare says stop it!)
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