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"Come on Clare," Eli said, leading her into his condo," Let's get you cleaned up."

When the distraught girl heard this she realized how bad she must of looked.
She nodded and let the tired man lead her into his condo.

He led her into the small kitchen area and set a tea-pot on the stove.

"I'll brew you some tea, okay clare?" He looked hesitantly at the fragile girl.

"Thank you Eli," Clare sat, taking in her surroundings- while calming her erratic heart beat and breathing.

"Now," Eli sets her cup down. Clare takes it willingly, "Would you mind telling me what's wrong?"

She furrowed her eyebrows and took a shaky breath.
"Just had a little argument with Jake. No big deal."

Eli arched his eyebrow, ''Clare. Your eye is bruised; your nose has crusting blood on it. Don't even get me started on your clothes... You look like me during my junior year. Come on now. You can telll me anything," He smirked, giving her that free-fall feeling he always gave her when she was 15, "Your Romeo Remember?"

She smiled slightly at the reminder of their first kiss- forgetting her problem for a short moment. She opened her eyes, not realizing she had closed them.

"Eli... Jake. Jake he uhh... He-" She stopped and looked around, not wanting to finally admit the ugly truth.

"Spit it out Edwards," He blinked and his face took on one of worry.

"Well after I cut ties with you," She looked up to him and saw his face was contorted with pain, "which I'm so so sorry for. It wasn't my choice. I was just trying to save my failing relationship. Which was a waste considering I'm here, like this. Shortly after things got better with Jake. Then... two months.. my birthday to be exact. We got into an argument. and he- he hit me Eli. It got worse with time... today's was the worst. I had just got off of work and he was a bit... worked up. Not in an irritated sense but a... uhm sexual sense." She paused Eli's eyes widened a bit seeing where this was going.

"I told him I didn't want to. I was to tired. I had done so much and I just didn't have the strength to do... that and so he got angry. We fought... and he raped me Eli." Clare was sobbing at this point.

Eli's face was emotion-less. He got up and walked silently to his room. He came out a few minutes later, wearing jeans and the same dead hand t-shirt. He had his phone in hand and ordered Clare to stand up. She had seen that face one too many times in high school. He was plotting. He began snapping pictures of Clares face and injuries.

After a determined simple "Let's go" They were off. Clare praying silently that Eli wouldn't do anything rash.


That's all for today. Sorry Guys I'm just not feeling well. :\ THANK YOU ALL SO SO SOO MUCH THOUGH! Ermahgerd. You are all my favorite people right now.

-Sav
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