*Eli's perspective*
Without Clare, thing's were terrible. Every time I just needed to talk to someone I'd pick up my phone to call Clare and then I'd realize that she wasn't someone I could count on, at the moment. We were taking a break, it's what she asked for. I've been writing recently, too and trying to work on stories because I've had a lot on my mind. I even wrote a letter to Clare a few days ago and I sent it out.
I don't know if she'll except my apology or want to talk, but I hope it doesn't make things worse.
I didn't have any plans, so I decided to text Adam.
Meet me at The Dot? - Eli
A few minutes later my phone lit up - it was a text from Adam.
Sure thing! Meet you there in 20. - Adam
I put on my black vest and shoes and headed downstairs. "Hey I'm going to The Dot to see Adam, I'll be home later," I opened the front door and headed out to The Dot. I got Morty's keys taken away for a week or so because of the "gun incident" with Clare, so I had to walk every where.
*Clare's perspective*
I didn't have much to do since I requested for some space from Eli and Adam's usually with him or busy with school clubs. I decided to read a little, when I heard a shout from the kitchen, "Hey Clare, can you go grab the mail."
"Sure." I grabbed my jacket and headed out. I opened up the mailbox and looked at what we got. I was skimming the envelopes when I suddenly came across one that had said - Clare Edwards. It felt rather light and I noticed the return address had the name, Eli Goldsworthy. Usually I get excited to open mail, but once I saw Eli's name I got this slight feeling in my stomach. The kind of feeling when you know something's wrong. I headed back towards the house and threw the mail on the counter, "I'm going for a walk."
I started down the street and began to open up the envelope.