Hey guys! So, this is going to be my new "big" story. I've been addicted to a couple of my other stories, but I think I've just created my new addiction story. Anyways, I don't know where this came from but, I hope you enjoy it! Please Enjoy The first chapter of Closer To The Edge...

A Special Thanks To My Beta Reader-lizzzxx0

Warnings: Mature Language, Eclare, Odd things will occur, Constant POVs being switched

CLOSER TO THE EDGE -CHAPTER 1

Little children, headache; big children, heartache.

CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE

"Alright, so remember you have to drop off Kyle at school and then-," I cut my nervous husband off and smiled while placing a chaste kiss on his lips while continuing his sentence, "I know what I have to do Eli; you don't have to keep reminding me."

He smirked and said, "I love you."

I smiled while pulling him closer to me by gripping his work tie in my hand. When our lips collided, my lips formed into a childish grin around his mouth. Eli parted his mouth slightly which allowed me full access. My tongue slid into his mouth as it grazed against his teeth.

Eli pulled away, knowing we'd get too into it if he didn't stop.

He can't afford to be late to work, especially because he's working on a big case.

"Go," I ordered and he pecked me on the lips and asked, "You know I love you right?"

"It's not the first time I've heard it," I rolled my eyes playfully as Eli smirked while gripping his briefcase and heading out the door while mumbling things to remind himself on what he has to do at work.

I sighed in frustration when I glanced down at the mess on the kitchen table that Eli had left me. I shook my head while scooping the crumbs on the table into my hands.

I clapped my hands together over the garbage as I glanced at the clock.

Why does it seem like this time of the morning always comes so quickly?

Eli and I usually wake up early to eat breakfast together and talk about what we don't have time to talk about later. Mostly it's just about bills, our son, the grocery list or even distant memories that sound as if they never happened which usually results in a couple of laughs.

My feet dragged up the steps as I blinked quickly, trying to keep myself awake. After staying up all night with Eli, I think sleep deprivation was the only result.

I knocked on my son's door and said, "Kyle, it's seven o' clock, you have to get up."

"Kyle," I repeated his name as I heard him groan behind the door and I listened to blankets ruffle together.

"Leave me alone!" He groaned out loud which was followed by a slam to the wall.

I hated waking Kyle up, he was always so cranky and angry in the morning. It was times like these where I wish Eli was here to wake him up.

"Kyle, come on, you have to wake up, it's time for school," I told him while gripping the door knob and walking into his room.

My smiled turned into a frown as I watched my son as he lay on his stomach, groaning and begging me not to make him go to school.

I hate to say this but when I was his age, I loved to go to school every day. Maybe it was because Eli was always waiting outside my door every morning.

I sat next to him and he asked, "Do I have to go?"

"You know the answer to that. You've been absent five times already and you can't afford to miss any more school work. High school is important and very hard to catch up on if you miss it, so please just make this easier on both of us and get up," I told him while kissing him on the forehead and getting up to walk out of the room.

"Please mom, can I stay home?" He groaned while glancing at me with those puppy dog eyes.

I shook my head, "That look might work with your father but, when I'm home you have to get your lazy butt up and out the door in ten minutes. That looks doesn't work with me."

"Bitch," I heard him mumble lowly.

"Excuse me?" I asked while crossing my arms over my chest.

He smiled and said, "Nothing."

"That's what I thought," I whispered while walking out of his room.

KYLE'S PERSPECTIVE

"I swear, she gets more annoying as the days go on. I can't stand her," I groaned to my best friend, Jake, while slamming my fist on a row of lockers.

He smiled at me and shook his head, "Dude, she's just being a mom. I mean come on; I'd do anything to have a mom like yours. At least your mom feeds you and makes sure you live in a house that has a bed to sleep in."

"I'd rather sleep in a rat infested basement as they spray pest control all over it, than sleep in my house. It's not even my dad who bothers me; it's my stupid fucking mom. She's always annoying me and getting all up in my grill," I hissed while stepping into my English class.

Jake slid into the seat next to me and he whispered, "Maybe she just cares."

"Yeah, well, maybe she cares too much," I groaned while sitting back in my seat.

Once my teacher walked in and began her lecture, I slowly closed my eyes and thought this class would be perfect…to catch up on some sleep.

CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE

"He's always cursing and he always in the worst moods I've ever witnessed before in my life. This morning I woke him up for school and he basically bashed the wall in by his bed."

"I guess he's just going through a stage Clare, it's nothing to work yourself up over. Stop worrying, it's not worth it," my brother Drew told me as I leaned my elbows on the kitchen table and growled in frustration.

"He's not a little boy anymore Clare, he has raging hormones and if he's starting to develop feelings for this girl then let him act out the way he wants to," he told me and I laughed pathetically, "So you're telling me that I shouldn't worry about finding a used condom in my sons room?"

Drew nodded while sipping his steaming cup of coffee, "Well, considering that you're always forty feet up his ass and always on his case, I don't think you should overreact on this because after all you shouldn't be invading his privacy."

I laughed and said, "You're one to talk! When Eli and I were dating all you did was snoop into my room when I was out and read my diary."

"Eh, it's not my fault your diary was better than my Global homework," he smiled while asking, "Where's Eli these days anyway?"

"Working, as usual," I sighed while rolling my eyes and when my sight had locked with the clock, my eyes bulged.

"Kyle's going to be home any minute from school and I have to close his door unless he'll get mad," I mumbled while running up the steps.

Drew shrieked, "You know, you and Eli are the ones in charge here, not him!"

Once I reached the end of the steps I smiled and said, "Of course I know that, except, I'm not up for a fight with him because Eli had me up all night and-."

I stopped talking when Drew's lips curled into a devilish grin, "So you are complaining about Kyle possibly doing stuff when you two aren't home, yet, you still have the nerve to have sex with Eli while you're only a bedroom away?"

Before I could talk back to his nasty mark, he continued, "Unless Kyle takes hearing you scream out Eli's name over and over again is a turn on and-," I cut him off and said, "That's enough Drew."

I couldn't help but smile when he said, "And then he jacks off."

"Stop talking about Kyle that way, I'm sure he doesn't do that and…besides, Eli and I are very quiet when we do that."

Drew grinned and said, "Uh-huh, sure you are."

I looked out the window, making sure Kyle wasn't coming in and I leaned against the front door.

"For your information, Eli and I weren't up doing that last night anyways, he was up crying," I said while glancing at the ground and remembering how I cradled him in my arms last night.

"Anything going on that you aren't telling me?" Drew asked as I snapped out of my flashbacks of the night before and I shook my head.

"No, he's just stressed out with work and it's not like I can do anything to make his job easier for him. He's just upset that he doesn't get to spend as much time with me and Kyle as he used to, that's all," I whispered while loosening the tight grip of the collar on my neck.

Drew wrapped his arms around me and I sighed in relief, "I love you sis and if you ever need company, call me and I'll be right by your side."

"Thanks," I whispered while wrapping my arms around him tightly.

With the click of the doorknob, our hug was interrupted by Kyle, who asked, "Incest much?"

Before I could glare at him to signal him to keep his mouth shut, Drew pulled away from our embrace and he asked harshly, "Who told you you're allowed to speak to your mother like that, hm?"

"Drew just stop," I mumbled and he ordered, "Clare go upstairs."

"What?" I asked.

Drew turned to me and said, "Clare, go upstairs. I want to have a little talk with Kyle. You know, man to man."

I rolled my eyes and thought maybe if Drew talked some sense into Kyle he would stop acting so rebellious and angry all the time. So, I did what he told me and marched up the steps…

DREW'S PERSPECTIVE

Kyle remained silent, only to be shocked by my tone of voice, "Listen to me you little punk, you might be in high school and you might be under all this pressure but you have no idea what your mom and dad went through in high school. Whatever you're going through cannot so much as even compare to what they went through. Whatever is going on with you, you better fix it because I can't stand to listen to your mother tell me another aggravating story about you."

He smirked at me, not saying a word.

That's exactly what Eli would do.

"If you think I'm going to stand here like a jackass and just watch you smirk like your father does, you're wrong. So, get it out of your system now. Tell me what's wrong with you so then maybe we can try and fix it?" I asked him with pleading eyes as I lowered my voice.

Kyle smiled and asked, "Do you want to know what bothers me and causes me to act like such a dick?"

I nodded.

"My mom," he whispered.

"What's wrong with her?" I asked while my eyebrows tightened.

He sighed and said, "She never lets me do what I want, she never lets me go out past nine o' clock when I'm with my friends and…she makes me go to church."

I laughed and asked, "That's it?"

"And she's annoying," he added with a grin on his face.

"How so?" I asked just wanting to get to the bottom of his "problem."

He rolled his eyes and said, "Try living across a room that has my dad constantly crying like a pussy and my mom screaming out his name when they have make up sex."

I used my hand and placed it gently on his shoulder which was followed by me backing him against the door, "Most kids your age are lucky to even have a home with a mom and dad who don't fight all the time. You're lucky with what you have, you just have to open your fucking eyes and see it."

"Yeah yeah," he groaned while moving past me and I said, "I wasn't done talking to you."

"But I'm done talking to you," he hissed while dropping his bag and walking up the steps.

I growled in frustration.

I've never wanted to hit a kid so badly before in my life. I honestly don't know how Clare puts up with him.

When he was younger he was so obedient, well behaved, never got in trouble in school and most importantly always made his parents happy.

"Any luck?" Clare asked, taking me out of a trance.

I shook my head, "No."

5 HOURS LATER

ELI'S PERSPECTIVE

"W-what's wrong Clare? I can't hear you," I spoke loudly while pressing my thumb to my ear in order to try and hear Clare through her sobbing.

"I'm on my way home now, what's going on?" I asked as I cut off cars on the highway which resulted in obnoxious beeping and curse words being spoken.

I applied more force onto the accelerator of Morty and I asked, "Is it Kyle? Is anything wrong with you? What's going on? Clare, ANSWER ME!"

I tried to listen as I heard a shriek from Clare and the crashing of glass.

"Clare! Kyle! What's going on? Someone answer me!" I screamed into the phone as my eyes hooked onto the exit numbers.

"I-I'm fine Eli, just hurry," I heard her whisper and then the line went dead.

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