Past Praying For chapter 2

Sorry for the wait, I moved across Canada and I just got some free time :) this story will most likely be updated once a week, until all of my other stories are finished. I actually have another one that I am starting, but I'm not going to upload it until Situations is done. Also, if anyone would like to be my beta for my new story then PM me :)

Thank you for the reviews! I am so glad you like this story :) at first i was iffy if people will read it because on the actua show, Eclare is no more :( but i like writting Eclare stories so that's what i will do :) like i said, i have ANOTHER stopry that i am beginning and i hope you guys like that one too :)

Some of you have asked if Adam was an FTM in this. To be honest, I'm not totally sure on that yet. I never really planned on bringing that up, so you guys can just make him whatever you want :)

Thank you to my beta, Guyluver14, for this amazing story idea and for being my beta. :)

Also, I forgot to add the FULL summary in the first chapter, so here it is! :)

Full summary: She thought she was beyond praying for; her life was hell on earth. With the need to escape for a night or two, she runs away from home, taking shelter in the home of her friend and the cocky Elijah. But if she thought life was hard, she'll think love is impossible. With her life already being a pain, what happens when a lover is added to it?


Clare's POV

I jumped up in bed when I heard something smashing against the floor downstairs. I blinked rapidly, trying to get my eyes to adjust to the room. I quickly jumped out of Adam's bed and sprinted down the hall to the kitchen, almost tripping as I made my way in. I stopped and took in the sight in front of me.

Adam was standing in the middle of the kitchen, frozen like a statue as the guy from last night was on the floor, a broken plate scattered across the floor. They looked up at me as I stood there, suddenly regretting getting out of bed for this. I sighed and relaxed my shoulders, groaning as I closed my eyes.

"Sorry Clare, this dumbass over here doesn't know how to walk." Adam said and I opened my eyes.

"Hey, if you hadn't asked me to get the plate in the first place, we wouldn't be in this situation." The guy on the floor said, putting his hands up in defense. I watched as he got up off the floor, brushing off his clothes.

Adam sighed, "Anyways, this is Eli. Eli, this is Clare."

"I believe we've met." Eli stated. "But it's nice to see you in dry clothing." He smirked. I looked at his attire; black jeans, black shirt and a grey blazer. Not the typical style, but it worked for him. I had to admit, he was good looking, but the last thing I need in my life right now is a boy.

I scoffed, "Whatever, I'm going back to bed."

I began to make my way up the stairs and heard someone following me. I turned to see Adam, looking as if he wanted to explain. We made it to his room and he closed the door as I sat on his bed.

"Sorry about waking you up. I was actually going to make you breakfast."

"Ooh, a breakfast in bed? Aw, how sweet?" I teased, making Adam chuckle.

"Well, you do deserve it." He answered.

I pressed my lips to a line, thinking about all the times I had to make my mom breakfast. I can't remember the last time my mom has made me breakfast. Like I said, ever since I was fifteen I have been taking care of the both of us. Not the usual life for a fifteen year old girl, but that's the way it was… and still is.

"Anyways, I'll let you get some sleep, you need that too." Adam said, turning to leave the room.

"Actually, I think I should go. My mom should be up and she's probably waiting for me." I said, standing up so I could retrieve my bag, but Adam swiftly took it.

"No, you said you were staying for a few days. You're not leaving yet." He said sternly.

I sighed, "Adam, please. I can't just leave her, she needs me. Now can I please have my bag?" I asked, holding out my hand.

He shook his head, "Nope."

And with that, he swiftly turned around and opened the door, running out of the room and down the hallway. I groaned and yelled his name, running after him. I chased him into the kitchen as he ran around that Eli guy. Eli just stood there, looking between Adam and I.

"Adam, give me back the bag." I said, glaring at him.

"Not a chance." He replied.

I began to chase after him, only for him to run around the kitchen a few times. I groaned and went the other way, trying to confuse him but it didn't work. He ran out of the kitchen and into the living room, stopping on the other side of the coffee table.

"What the hell is going on?" I heard Eli ask as he came into the living room.

I watched as Adam looked at Eli, his face lighting up as he got an idea.

"Eli, catch and run!" Adam said, throwing my bag over my head and towards Eli, who caught it.

He stared at the bag and then looked at me. I began to go after him and he quickly turned and ran out of the duplex and into the street. I chased after him as he ran across the street. I stopped as a few cars drove by, not letting me cross. I glared at Eli as he smirked at me, holding my bag in his hand.

The cars finally drove by and I could finally run across the street, chasing Eli once again. We made it to the field that was across from Adam's duplex, Eli still a few feet away from me. He began to run around a few trees, trying to make me stop, but I wasn't giving up.

He ran around a tree so I followed, only for him to stop. I stopped and contemplated on which way to go. When I moved right, he moved the other way. When I moved left, he moved the opposite way. I sighed and looked at him pleadingly.

He smirked and unzipped my bag, looking inside. My eyes widened as he pulled out my journal.

"Hmm, what do we have here? Clare's diary?" he smirked, waving it around teasingly.

He went to open it and that's when I ran as fast as I could over to him, tackling him to the ground. He grunted and my journal few out of his hands, landing on the ground. I ended up straddling his waist as my hands gripped his wrists. He stared at me for a few seconds as we both panted.

"No one touches my journal." I said, my tone cold and deadly.

I watched as he gulped; his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. He nodded and I let go of his wrists, climbing off of his waist. I moved my hair out of my face before holding out my hand to him; he hesitantly took it, letting me help him up. Once he was standing I went to retrieve my journal, picking it up and holding it close to my chest.

I turned to see Eli looking at me intensely.

"You know, for a small girl, you're pretty strong." He said while rubbing his wrists. "Remind me never to get on your bad side."

"Your already there." I mumbled, causing him to raise his eyebrows at me. "Sorry, but I'm the only one who opens this journal." I explained.

He held his hands up in defense, giving me a look that told me he would back off. I sighed and walked over to pick up my back before walking back to Adam's. I looked back to see Eli following, his hands dug into his pockets.

We made it back to Adam's to see him standing at the door, watching us. He gave me a knowing smile, making me roll my eyes as I walked inside. I heard the door close as I walked down the hallway, making my way to Adam's room, my bag in hand. I placed my bag on his floor, gripping my journal in my hand. I walked over to the bed and placed it under the pillow on the side I slept on. Adam knows I write personal things in it, so I trust him not to look.

I sighed as I lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering what just happened. I just met this guy and he's already trying to look at my personal things? I just met this guy and I feel the need to get to know him more, why? I don't need him in my life, so why do I want him to be? Even if I want him to become a part of my life, it won't work; once he knows the real me, he won't want to be a part of my life, anyways. He'll just throw me away like the piece of trash I am.


Eli's POV

Adam closed the door behind us as Clare walked down the hallway and into Adam's room. I couldn't help but wonder what was in her journal that was so secretive. Does she have her deepest darkest secrets in there? What could a girl like her possibly be hiding?

I made sure Clare was out of hearing distance when I turned to Adam, yanking him by his arm to the kitchen. He looked at me questionably, wondering what was going on.

"What is with her and that journal?" I asked.

Adam looked at me for a minute. "Why? What happened?"

I sighed, "As she tried to get her bag back, I decided to tease her a bit and I opened the bag. I noticed she had a journal so I grabbed it and went to read it. That's when she tackled me. Not like girly playful tackling, I mean full on bringing me to the ground tackling." I said, rubbing my wrists which still hurt slightly.

"Yeah, no one, and I mean no one touches her journal." Adam said. "I haven't even seen what's inside of it, and I'm her best friend."

I pressed my lips to a line, wondering what could be so bad that she won't let anybody see inside of it. I understand that she wouldn't want to show me, I am technically a complete stranger to her. But Adam? Adam said she is one of his closest friends, so why keep it from him?

"Do you have any idea what her secret is?" I asked.

Adam sighed, "She has a lot of family problems. Her life is hell so I try to be someone she turns to when she needs an escape. I don't really push her on what she writes in it. I am curious, but if she doesn't want me to know, then I respect that." I nodded, understanding where he's coming from. "But dude, you just met her, so don't expect to find anything out for a while. It took her two years to tell me what's been going on in her life. She likes to keep to herself, so don't push."

I pinned my eyebrows together, "What makes you think I'll still be in her life a few years from now?"

Adam raised an eyebrow at me. "Dude, you're curious as to what's inside that journal, and knowing you, you won't give up until you have some sort of information. And, you practically live here, so you'll be seeing a lot of her." He explained. "Plus, I know you've taken an interest in her."

My head snapped to him as he said this. "What? No, I just met her yesterday."

"So? You've hooked up with girls and left them in one day. Trust me; I know when you've taken an interest in someone." Adam smirked. "And Clare would be someone you have taken an interest in."

I shook my head, "You're wrong." I stated, even though I knew he was partly right. Clare is a beautiful girl, and I want to get to know her. I guess I have taken an interest in her, but she seems so complicated. And if we do take part in each other's lives and we fight, I know she might be able to kick my ass, which is not a good thing.

"Whatever," Adam rolled his eyes. "She will probably be down soon, and I want to take her mind off things. So could you not be your cocky self and actually try to be nice to her?" he asked.

"Hey, you were the one who told me to take her bag and run. Sorry for actually listening to you for once." I teased. "Next time I won't listen to you, because you're an ungrateful friend."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just help me make her have a good time."

"Forcing someone to have fun? Yeah, cause that always works." I said sarcastically, causing Adam to punch me in the arm. "That was uncalled for."


Adam walked into the living room carrying a bowl of popcorn and some drinks. Clare was sitting on the couch, right next to the arm rest. She was cuddled up by herself as she had a blanket over her body. She hasn't been talking much, so we just decided to put on a movie. It was still early, so Adam closed the curtains and turned off the lights, making the room darker.

Adam went and sat on the other side of the couch, leaving space between Clare and him for a popcorn bowl. I was sitting on the recliner with my own bowl of popcorn, kind of feeling left out. I let go of the feeling and began to watch the movie Adam had turned on.

A few hours passed by as we watched movie after movie. There was nothing else to do, and I didn't want to go home, so we decided to just keep watching movies. I wasn't really watching the movie, I was more interested in watching Clare. Some people would call it creepy, but I call it admiring from a distance.

I just couldn't look away. She was staring at the TV screen, but I could tell she wasn't watching it. She looked as if she had a lot on her mind, and it freaked me out that I wanted to know what is was she was thinking about. I wanted to know what she is hiding. I couldn't wrap my head around how badly I wanted to get to know her. I just met her yesterday, and here I am staring at her, wondering what her deepest secrets are. What the hell is wrong with me?

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm getting tired of doing nothing." I said, making Clare look over at me. I sent her a smirk but she ignored it and turned her gaze to her hands. What was that about?

I shifted my gaze to Adam when he let out a loud burp. When he was finished, he shifted his gaze to me, staring at me for a few seconds before we both busted into a fit of laughter. Normally I wouldn't be laughing at this, but Adam has never burped like that before, and hearing it come from a tiny guy like him was not something you would expect.

We finally calmed down from our fit of laughter and I noticed Clare was just staring at us oddly. I cleared my throat and picked up my can of pop, taking a sip.

"So… what do you guys want to do?" Adam asked as he turned the TV off.

"Let's play 20 questions." I said.

"No." Clare spoke up, making me pin my eyebrows together.

"Why not?"

"Because I'd rather not have you ask me weird sexist questions." She spat. Okay, what the fuck? I was trying to be civil and here she is bitching at me.

"What is your problem?" I asked.

"Nothing." She muttered, turning her attention back to the blank TV.

"Don't you 'nothing' me. You obviously have something on your mind so why not share it with us?" I asked, trying to get her to open up.

"Eli, just let it go." Adam told me but I shook my head, keeping my gaze on Clare.

"Well?" I asked, trying to provoke her, but she just ignored me.

I scoffed, "You know, just because you're having family troubles doesn't mean you can act like this." I stated, causing Adam to give me a warning look.

"What? Mommy not paying enough attention to you? Daddy said no to something you wanted?" I spat, causing Clare's head to snap in my direction.

"Eli!" Adam yelled.

Clare stared at me with teary eyes and I suddenly realized what a jackass I am. What was I thinking? Clare threw the blanket off of her as she got up from the couch and ran upstairs. I sighed and closed my eyes, running my hand through my hair.

What the fuck did I just do?


Clare's POV

I can't believe he said that. I've only known him for a day, not even, and yet he's already trying to put my down. Did Adam tell him? No, he wouldn't. Adam's not that kind of guy, I trust him. But then how did Eli know I had family problems? Maybe Adam just mentioned it? But that is still no excuse for him to use it against me. He doesn't know anything.

I sighed and wiped the few tears that escaped my eyes with my hand. I grabbed my I-Pod and went to Adam's window, opening it up. I climbed out of the window and sat on the roof, looking out into the night. I put my earphones in my ears and pressed play to my playlist.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down as the words filled my ears.

Pardon me for my lack of excitement but I'm not entirely thrilled,
Stutter when I talk,
Flail around as I walk,
Yeah the moments been killed.

I heard something, making me pull out one of my ear phones as I turned to look behind me. Eli was trying to climb through the window and onto the window, cursing at himself as he struggled.

"How the fuck did you do this?" he mumbled.

He finally got out and sighed, making his way over to me. I rolled my eyes and turned back to facing the front. I stared out into the night, wishing I could be anywhere but here. Why was he even out here? Was he not done with insulting me yet? Did he not make me feel bad enough? Whatever it was, I wasn't in the mood for it.

"Clare," I heard him say, but I ignored him. "Clare, I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said."

I looked over at him, giving him a look that said I wasn't buying it. I rolled my eyes and turned back so I was looking ahead.

"I had no right to say that, and I'm sorry. I just… you're hard to figure out, and Adam say's you have all these secrets and the thing with the journal, it just… I just want to get to know you." I turned my head slightly so I could look at him. "You're different… good different. I know you have your secrets, I mean, who doesn't? And from now on I will mind my own business." He placed his hands in the air defensively. "But I was hoping we could start over." He finished, placing his hands back by his sides.

I stared at him, taking in what he just said. Could he be telling the truth? Does he really want to get to know me? I'm different, but in a good way? What was that supposed to mean?

I tilted my head from side to side, contemplating on taking his offer. I stopped and pressed my lips to a line, wondering what I should do. If I let him in my life and he got to know me, he might find out the truth and leave. But if I don't, I could miss out on a good friendship. I don't have many friends, and I like it that way. But it does get lonely. Besides, Eli seems like a nice guy, when he's not all cocky and stuck up, but otherwise, he seems good hearted.

I stuck my hand out to him, "I'm Clare, and you are?" I asked, a small smile playing at my lips.

He chuckled and shook his head, grabbing my hand in his. "Eli."

"Well Eli, it was nice meeting you, but your kind of interrupting my song." I said, pointing to my I-Pod.

He rolled his eyes and smirked at me. I smiled and picked up my I-Pod, restarting the song I was listening to. I placed my I-Pod by my side and stared ahead, mouthing the words. I could feel Eli's gaze on me, making me blush and avoid eye contact with him. Once I knew he wasn't looking at me, I turned my head slightly and looked at him from the corner of my eye. I watched as he rested his arms on his knees, his legs propped up, as he stared out into the night.

He must have felt my gaze because he turned to look at me, smirking. I quickly turned my head and tried to act casual, but failed.

"What are you listening to?" he asked.

I smiled and handed him an earphone, beckoning for him to listen. He slowly took it and placed it in his ear, his gaze never leaving mine. We stared at each other as the words filled our ears.

Mean it truly,
Sincere heart,
Why do you do this to me?
Tear me apart.

Eli began to chuckle as he took the earphone out of his ear, handing it back to me.

"That is not my kind of music." He chuckled.

I shrugged, "I never said it was." I retorted.

"Touché." He smirked.

We shared a quick laugh, enjoying each other's company. We both turned our heads to look behind us when we heard something. Adam was climbing through the window, trying and failing to get out on the roof. I laughed and went over to go help him. I pulled him through the window and I slipped a little, causing him to close his eyes, grab onto me and scream. I laughed as he opened his eyes to see we were still safely on the roof.

"Oh," he muttered and let go of me, fixing his clothing.

"It's not that scary." Eli said, chuckling.

"I was not scared." Adam mumbled, fixing his beanie.

"So your saying you screamed like a little girl just because you felt like it?" Eli teased.

"I did not scream like a girl." Adam defended.

"Your right, it was more like a starving walrus." I joked, causing Eli to chuckle.

Adam crossed his arms over his chest and muttering, "Shut up."

I laughed as he came and sat on the other side of me. I rested my head on Adam's shoulder as we all stared out into the night, looking at the stars. Adam's head fell onto mine as we all just sat there.

"You guys never told me you were dating." Eli said, breaking the silence.

Adam and I shot up and looked at him like he was crazy.

"That's because we're not." I stated simply.

Eli smirked, "I'm just teasing. It's fun."

"I gave him a forced smile, "You wanna know what else is fun?"

Eli gave me a questioning look and that's when I placed my hand on his arm, pushing him slightly. This time, he screamed and clutched onto my hand, trying to prevent him from falling. Adam and I laughed as Eli regained his posture, straightening out his shirt and clearing his throat.

"That was not cool." He mumbled.

"No, but it sure was funny!" Adam said, clutching his stomach as he laughed with me.

Eli soon joined in on the laughter, the three of us laughing till we couldn't breathe. We stopped our laughing fit and I sighed, looking at Adam.

"Thanks for letting me stay here." I whispered to him. He nodded, smiling slightly.

"Hey, what about me? You just barged in here yesterday, getting me kicked out. That was very rude of you." Eli remarked, making me roll my eyes.

"Yeah, well, you kind of deserve that one." I stated.

He opened his mouth like he was about to protest, but then he closed it, nodding, agreeing with me.


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