Hey everyone. I have had massive writers block on my other stories, none will be discontinued. I have just had some difficulty and business lately. But I will updated them all soon. I promise. Anyway, this is a lot darker than I have ever gone, so I hope it works out. If so I will be writing another tragedy next week. But as always, happy ending guaranteed!

Clare's POV:

It happened last year. He came into my life and destroyed it. John Tyler (A/N Idk if he is actually a rapist, just needed a name to fill the space). For those who don't know, John Tyler is one of America's Most Wanted Rapists. You see, growing up, my parents were weird about locks. They always left the doors unlocked. I always locked it when they walked away, but one day I decided not to. That was the worst mistake of my life.

He was around. Running. Hiding. As always. My door was open. So why shouldn't he come in? My parents went to the store, and I was in the shower. When I come out, I see him running down my hall way. I swear I have never been so scared in my life. And when he covered my mouth and tied me up. I thought I was going to die. But he left.

This is why my parents don't leave me alone. No matter what. I hate being alone. It scares the shit out of me. So when my mom told me she and my father had to go away for a week, I had a full on panic attack. No one would let me sleep over, no one would be around. I was alone. Well I could call him. But that scarred me more than being alone.

Elijah Goldsworthy. He was my ex boyfriend. Yes, we are still friends. But I couldn't have him sleep over. But he would do it for me. He promised he would do anything for me. No matter if we were together or hated each other's guts. He loved me. And I loved him. But he was irrational, impulsive. So I ended it.

Which brings us to my current predicament. Me. Alone. In my room, and it's late. Really late. I feel terrible. It's like every little noise is magnified. I needed someone. No. I needed him.

I grabbed my cell phone and dialed his number. It was about 3 am at the moment, but as promised, he answered, "Clare? Baby are you okay?"

I winced at him calling me baby. He never snapped out of the habit, "Eli. Please don't call me baby."

I hear him shift around in his bed, "Never mind that Clare. What's wrong?"

I sniffle, "I'm scared. I need you."

"I'll be there in five minutes. Tell me what's happening." He demands.

I hear him walking down his creaky steps, "Eli. I'm alone. I am terrified. What if he comes back?"

Eli and Adam are the only people who know what happened, "Clare. Baby I promise, I will be there in literally two minutes, just stay on the phone with me. Are your doors locked?"

I nod, though it's pointless, "Of course. And Eli, please don't call me baby."

"I'm sorry. It's hard to break the habit," He says as he starts his car.

After we sit in silence for a while, Eli's car pulls up. I don't want to walk downstairs. It's so dark. Eli texts me:

Clare I'm here. But since you aren't at the door, I'm going up the window. Don't be alarmed and open the window- love E

I walk to the window and carefully open it up. I see Eli appear and I help him into my room, "That you so much for coming."

He hugs me tightly and I relax a little at his touch, "Clare? Where are your parents?"

I look up into his big green eyes. Damn he's gorgeous, "They left me. Business stuff I guess. But I am here all alone for a week, and Eli I'm fucking terrified."

I started to tear up and Eli pulled me close, "You're not alone my sweet Clare. I will be here, that is if you want me to stay?"

I nod shyly and press my face in his chest, "Would you do that?"

He pulls my face up to look at him, "Blue eyes, you know I would do anything for you. No matter what."

"Thank you Eli. I really appreciate it." I sniffle.

He smiles warmly, "Of course. So do you want to sleep?"

I nod, "Yeah, I'm pretty tired. I'm sorry for asking you to come so late."

He shakes his head, "I'm glad you did. I don't want you to be scared."

I yawn, "So about sleeping arrangements?"

If Eli and I were still together, he would sleep with me. Yes, Eli has my virginity. But since we broke up, I'm not sure, "Clare? Maybe I should sleep on the floor."

I nod, "I'm sorry. It's just I don't think I can sleep like that with you."

Again, he shakes his head, "It's no problem. I just want you to feel safe and comfortable."

He takes my hand and helps me into bed. Eli tucks me in and lightly kisses my forehead. Instead of fighting it, I just close my eyes and try to rest. Eli settles on the floor with a pillow and blanket, and I look down at him, "Goodnight Eli."

"Goodnight my Clare." But sadly, I'm not his.

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Eli's POV:

I wake up about an hour after coming to Clare's house. The floor hurt my back like a bitch. I got up to go take a piss. Before I close the bathroom door, I see Clare beautifully asleep. I loved her so much, you didn't she love me? She always was upset when I called her baby or mine, but I refuse to break the habit. She loves me, but she just won't be mine anymore.

I know her breaking up with me wasn't random. But she doesn't like serious, and we were very serious. But she seemed to be doing fine. I just wish she wouldn't have ended us. If she really wanted to, I would cool things down, but I hate this.

While I was peeing, the door opens. I turn my head to see Clare, and her blue eyes filled up with fear. If it was anyone else but her, I would be humiliated. But not Clare, no. She held my virginity and I had hers. There was nothing to hide between us.

"Baby are you okay?" I ask.

She winced when I called her baby. But she always does now, "I had a nightmare. When I woke up, you weren't there. I got scared." She whispers.

I finish up and clean my hands before I gather her fragile body in my arms, taking her back to the bed. She leaned into me and cried softly, "Eli?" She asked as I put her down. She grabbed my arm before I could walk away.

I look down at her, "What is it?"

"Lay with me?" She says, but it comes out like a question.

I nod and crawl in close to her. She curls up into my side, and I hold her close, "Do you think I'm ever going to get over this?" She asks me.

I tangle my fingers in her light cinnamon curls, "I don't Clare. I wish I did. But I don't know. But until you feel better, I'm here. I know it's hard on you. But I love you. And I will do anything for you, because I'm yours, whether or not your mine."

She looked confused, but took in a deep breath and gently kissed my jaw, "Eli, you know I'm yours. But I'm scared. Everything I love falls apart. I don't want that to happen. You mean too much Eli."

She loves me. I smile and kiss her lips. It was a feather light kiss, but she graciously accepted it, "Clare, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere, and I love you. Fears tears and all, I'm all yours blue eyes."

Clare smiled at me, "I love you too Eli. As long as you're mine, I'm yours."

I smile back at her, "Clare will you promise me that?"

She hesitated for a moment, but nodded, "I promise."

I chuckled in bliss and kissed her. She was mine. As always.

A/N: Worth continuing? If so, I was thinking the rapist will come back. I don't know?