Hahaha okay, just for the record, if this really happened, I'd be pissed off and probably start a riot. So don't hate me for writing this.
Clare's POV:
It was Saturday, and I was sitting inside writing fanfiction. Saturday, the day I would normally go out with my boyfriend, or best friends. But Alli was gone, Eli was mad at me, and Adam was staying loyal to Eli by hiding in his house. I didn't blame him.
Reluctantly, I called Jenna. On the second ring, she answered. "Hey Clare." she said in a monotoned, sleepy voice. "Uh hey, do you wanna come over today? My house is depressingly empty." I said, ending with a small chuckle. She agreed, and I started to feel a little bit better. When she finally got here, I pulled her into a friendly hug. "Ooph, hello to you to!" she joked. I laughed, and we went to go sit on the couch. I folded my hands on my lap. "So, uh, how are you and K.C?" I asked. She mashed her lips together. "Well uh, after he found out I was pregnant, he dumped me. He was helpful for a while, but then he faded back." I was about to comfort her, but my phone vibrated in my pocket.
Eli- Hey, we need to talk. Meet me at the dot in 10?
I sighed before agreeing, and telling Jenna I had to go. "Ah, boyfriend troubles. I know the drills." she said, raising her hands in defense.
At the Dot.
A/N:Don't hate meeeee.
When I got to the dot, Eli was already there fiddling with his thumbs. I slowly walked up to him, regretting not staying home and watching 90210 re-runs.
"Hey." I breathed, almost low enough to be heard only by mice.
"Hey." he returned. He gestured the seat across from him, and I sat.
"So...what happened yesterday?" I asked. He shook his head. "You tell me."
I fished for the right words. "Wish I knew. I came, offered to have sex, and you rejected. Why?" I asked, sounding hurt.
"You have beliefs. And I'm not gonna be the ass to take those away from you."
"You mean the ass who isn't over his dead girlfriend? Because that would be terrible." I spat sarcastically. He looked hurt.
"What do you mean?" he asked, clearly knowing what I meant.
"This isn't my place to say, but I don't think you're completely over Julia. And I doubt you ever will be. When you told me about her, you introduced her as your girlfriend,"
This is where I killed my girlfriend...
"What, did it hurt you too much to call her your ex-girlfriend?"
He processed every word that came out of my mouth. He took in a deep breath.
"You're right, Clare. I'm not over her, I never will be."
I looked at him. He was going to cry, but I didn't give a shit. (sorry god)
"That's just the thing. I'm not gonna- take her place in your bed." I spat.
"That's not what I am asking for." Eli stated.
"But that's what you want! I am just an outlet to you, hoping that I'll live up to 'Great Julia's' potential!" I said, a little too loudly.
"Clare, I still love her. But that doesn't mean I don't love you." he said, placing a hand on mine. I shook free. I omitted the fact that he told me he loved me, because my heart knew what I had to do.
"But it means I'll never be enough for you. So-we're done." I said briskly.
Feeling acheived for once in my life, I grabbed my bag, left The Dot, and thought of the facts.
I am strong.
Eli doesn't deserve me.
I'm better off without him.
And suddenly, I wasn't upset anymore.
Please read:
I am sorry I wrote about them breaking up, it was just an idea that came to mind. I actually like this one (kinda) because it shows how strong and independent we can be if we listen to our hearts. Now, I don't mean to sound like Michelle Obama, or Linda Ellerbee, but I think it's amazingly true.
No, I am not running for president.
Vice? Welll...
KIDDING.
KIDDING.
BYE.