Gone with the wind

Chapter 2

You know how in Twilight Bella thought she saw Edward in her room but all of a sudden it seemed as if he had disappeared? Well, I was kind of expecting the same thing to happen to me but even after I had rubbed my eyes, shook my head and even slapped my face several times, I could still see forest green eyes piercing into my own.

There's only one thing left to do, I thought to myself slowly getting off the bed. I turned around with my back facing the black haired boy who was now, I'm pretty sure, wearing a confused look on his face. I made my way to one of my bedroom walls and started to bang my head against it.

"Get a hold of yourself Clare. You're imagining things and you're probably mental. No wait, you are mental. You're seeing things," I chastised myself while continuing to bang my head.

My forehead was starting to hurt and before I could continue doing what I was doing, I was roughly pulled into a hard chest. My back was against that mysterious boy's chest and I could hear him breathe into my ear. This just made me shiver.

"Stop hurting yourself Clare," he whispered. "You're not going crazy. I'm here in your house, in your room and I'm guessing I've taken control of your mind huh?" he breathed out into my ear.

My breathing got heavier and I felt incredibly dizzy. The forest-eyed boy was still holding onto my waist with both hands and suddenly I realized what was happening. I shrieked out of grip and turned around to face him and give him a piece of my mind.

"Who do you think you are? How do you know my name? What gives you any right to just show up and...and touch me?" I yelled. He raised his eyebrows at me. He was no longer wearing a smirk but more of a scowl on his face. His eyes didn't seem so green anymore either.

The all of a sudden, he chuckled and took a step towards me. I took a step back. He seemed to get the hint that I didn't want to be near him so he just stopped walking and stood there. Finally, he spoke. "Funny how you never complained about me touching you before," he chuckled. He looked away before continuing. "If I remember, you'd always BEG me to touch you, to kiss you, to grope you. What happened to that huh? You got tired of me already?"

"That...that was before. And it was all just a dream. Why are you HERE? In reality? You're supposed to be this person who I dream of not actually someone who I meet," I reasoned.

He didn't say anything. He walked over to my bed and sat down. We fell into an awkward silence, neither of us knowing what to say. He didn't even bother answering any of my questions.

"At least tell me your name. I've always dreamt of you but I never even got to know your name," I spoke.

He looked up at me once again. "Elijah," he said almost so softly that I didn't quite catch it. Lucky for me, he repeated himself. "Elijah Goldsworthy but just... call me Eli."

His name was just as mysterious as the rest of him. It wasn't some random name like Tom, Brian or even Jake.

"Eli," the name just slipped from my lips. It felt funny saying it because it's not a very common name but at the same time, it felt...right.

Eli raised his eyebrow, "That's my name," he said.

My eyes widened before I stuttered out, "I-I-I was just...you know-"

"You were just what?" he mocked.

"Nothing, never mind. What are you doing here anyway?" I asked hoping that he'd ignore the fact I didn't answer his question. He sighed before walking over to me, so close that our bodies were nearly touching.

He reached out to tuck a lose curl behind my ear and stared directly into my eyes. My breath caught in my throat and my hands made my way to rest onto his chest as I steadied my breathing all while staring into his eyes. They were striking and hypnotizing. For some reason, I couldn't get enough of his stare not matter how self- conscious it made me feel. His stare had this power which made my body fill with lust and desire; not something the innocent Clare would want but with Eli looking at me with the same lust and longing, I couldn't control myself.

His arm wrapped around my waist and his hand rested on my cheek. "You're not pushing me away anymore," he smirked. I felt my knees weaken at the sight of his smirk and I was sure I would've collapsed had it not been for his arm to tighten its grip on my waist even more. I didn't fall...luckily but my breathing had quickened and begun to waver especially with our faces being just inches apart.

I soon realized that I hadn't responded to his statement and so I said the only thing I could. "You didn't answer my question yet. Why are you here?"

Eli sighed before burying his face into my neck. I gasped and I felt his lips curl into a smile on the pale skin of my neck. He nuzzled his head deeper into my neck trying to get comfortable. Eli had a tendency of coming in contact with my neck a lot. In my dreams, he'd always mention how much he liked to rest his head there. He liked to kiss me there, liked to tease me and trail his lips up my neck. He didn't really do any of those things now but him just simply resting his read there, and for me to feel his lips on my neck, well that alone, felt better than any dream I ever had.

Everything was quiet for a while and no one spoke. My hands were still resting on Eli's chest but I realized that they were now clutching his shirt. My breathing was steady until I felt a hand grab the back of my head roughly and pull it back to expose my neck. Eli's lips were all over my neck trying to trail kisses up my jaw, sucking, biting, and licking. I gasped in shock as I wasn't expecting this but started to moan as his tongue left a wet trail up my neck. He then proceeded to bit and suck every part of skin he was exposed to. It hurt a little but the pleasure was far greater for me to make him stop. He healed the pain by gently licking the sore spots and leaving soft kisses until coming to a halt.

"I guess I couldn't stay away any longer," he whispered into my ear. He was panting now probably from all the attention he gave to my neck which by the way was left burning.

I was confused by his answer though. "What do you mean you couldn't stay away? Who are you Eli?" I asked desperately wanting answers.

He pulled back from me and paced back and forth while running his hands through his hair every once in a while. He took a deep breath before continuing. "I don't really know how to explain it to you Clare. I just, I just showed up in your dreams, wanted to come see you in reality and here I am."

Eli stopped pacing and just looked at me. I was still confused but I decided to get to the other questions in mind before trying to figure out the whole dream vs. reality thing.

"Ok, can anyone but me see you?" If anyone like my mom or dad saw him with me, I'd be questioned for sure. And if Jake saw him, I'd literally have to kill myself.

Eli chuckled, "Why, scared your boyfriend is going to see you with me?" I whipped my head up to look at him. His eyes held anger in them and his lips were forming a scowl.

"Well if you must know, then yes. I am scared Eli because you can't just show up and expect me to just...well," I ran out of things to say so I just simply asked, "Are you going to leave any time soon?"

As much as I hated to admit, I didn't want Eli to go. I wanted him to stay; having seen him in reality made me want to know him more. I had always found him mysterious and I knew that even though this was some form of betrayal to Jake, I simply could not get enough of Eli.

He was incredibly attractive and annoyingly confident. Eli was just too cocky and as much as that would annoy me, with Eli, it felt like a turn on. Sure he managed to frustrate me, even now but for some reason, I felt even more drawn to him.

"Only if you want me to," he said. At first I had no idea what he was saying having been too caught up in my thoughts and all but soon I remembered the question I had asked him earlier.

"No, I- I don't want you to go. It's just that," I sighed and took a deep breath before continuing on, "I'm so used to you showing up in my thoughts and dreams that this honestly seems impossible."

Eli nodded in understanding. "I don't want to put any pressure on you or anything and trust me, the last thing I want to do is overwhelm you but I just wanted to experience reality. See how your life is like in reality even though I already know a little about it," Eli admitted.

I was glad that some sort of communication and understanding was forming between us. I certainly didn't want Eli to leave but at the same time, I didn't want to betray Jake. I knew I could always just say Eli was a friend but at the same time, if Eli asked to kiss me or even if he just randomly planted one on me, I wouldn't stop him. I wouldn't be ABLE to stop him. Eli's kisses drove me wild; something Jake's kisses could never do.

With Eli it was all about him dominating. Eli had never actually kissed my fully on the lips in my dreams but his hands had always wandered whenever he teased me. I never stopped him from brushing his hand lightly against my breast even though I could never actually control what I was doing in my dream. Although, I knew that if Eli were to do that in reality, I still wouldn't stop him.

But unfortunately, I was just too selfish to think about Jake. Right now, I wanted nothing more than to feel Eli's hands on me and for him to stay. I wanted; no I NEEDED that assurance, that security to tell me that he would be here tomorrow and that I'd see him again. With that, I made my decision.

I walked closer to him before leaning up and whispering into his ear, "Stay Eli. Please stay."

Eli brought one hand to press against my back before pulling me flush against him. He used his other hand to roughly tangle into my hair before diving back to my neck finishing his work of art that was apparently, yet incomplete. This time, I rolled my head back willingly to give him more access and tangled my hands into his dark locks. I moaned deeply and gasped when he hit the sensitive spots gently sucking or nibbling.

I woke up hoping to be tangled up with another body but ended up feeling oddly alone. I lifted myself from my sleeping position hoping to see Eli but instead came across a note left on my night stand.

Clare,

Sorry I had to go and leave without saying bye. I'll come back later around 10 tonight. You better be awake, it is Friday after all. See you then.

Eli

It was a simple note. There was no mention of anything that happened last night. Although I was a hopeless romantic, and hoped to see something like: P.S You look cute when you sleep, I also knew that Eli liked to keep things simple. I was just glad he was returning. That's all that matters I thought getting out of bed to get ready for school.