Eli's P.O.V.

I Never found Clare. But she texted Alli this morning to tell her she was fine and was at home. At least she was ok. That was all that mattered. Alli and Drew dropped me off at Clare's. I stood outside her house thinking of what I would say to her. Would she even listen? I knocked on the door but no one answered. I knocked again, this time she answered me.

"What do you want?" she spat bitterly. It was so unlike her.

"Clare, you need to listen to me," I pleaded, "Last night with the girl, I didn't mean to. I didn't even realize it happened until I saw you. She came out of no where and started grinding on me and kissed me. I didn't even know what happened." I spoke the truth.

She was silent.

Silent. Still.

"I think you should go." Was all she said before she walked into her house and shut the door. My hopes just shot up in smoke. God I hate parties. I walked to the park down the street and thought. Eventually I fell asleep to dreams of Clare.

I woke up when it was dark I realized I had to get home. I tried texting Clare but got no answer. I hate to admit it, but I didn't really expect one either. I walked home and said hello to my mother and then went upstairs to my bedroom. I sat down on my bed and grabbed the picture of my father. What would he do? He always had an answer for me when I needed it but he was gone now and I had no one I could turn to for advice. Mom wouldn't understand. I turned to my computer and I.M'ed Clare but still got no response and she logged off right away after I tried to talk to her. She must be so pissed and hurt. All because of me, she was hurt. I turned on my stereo and played Asking Alexandria as loudly and I could. The screams filling my ears to try and take my mind elsewhere.

The next day at school…..

I pulled on my black blazer over my black t-shirt, skinny jeans, and combat boot. I flipped my bangs to the side with a flick of my head and went out to greet Morty. I climbed inside my hearse and began the silent drive to school. I was always one of the first people to arrive at the school. A few freshman stood talking by the lobby doors and some nerds finished some homework on the steps. I took a seat at one of the tables. Soon all the kids started arriving and I waited impatiently for Clare to pull up and get out of her mother's car. Waiting. And then her mother's car pulled up and Clare stepped out. She looked beautiful. Just like always. She linked arms with Alli and they passed right by me without even a second glance.

Clare's P.O.V.

You don't want him Clare. He just wanted a hook up. He doesn't really want you. I told myself as Alli and I walked straight past him. I hadn't talked to him since our meeting at my porch. He had tried to talk to me but I wouldn't listen. I didn't want to listen. Obviously Eli was only attracted to me. He didn't want a relationship though. Why didn't he tell me that? Instead I have to walk in on him and another girl. Did they have sex? Oh please tell me they didn't. But why do I care? He can do what he wants. Just like I can do what I want. Yeah, I can do what ever I want.

School went by slowly. I was dreading English. I'd have to see Eli. Or, I didn't have to see Eli. I could just ditch. That works too. I spent the entire last period of the day at The Dot sitting alone in a chair drinking my frappachino. I finished my home work and listened to my iPod.

"Your beautiful," the skater boy who addressed me first, who I called now called Ryan, "I think that you and I should get together tonight." His voice slurred from the alcohol. His friend parked the car and everyone except Ryan. He pushed me back and got on top of me. I tried to push him off but he was too strong. He unbuttoned my shirt through my sobbing, and then my pants. And then it just got worse. I passed out and then, woke up to the cement of my doorstep. Shivering I unlocked the door, and went to my room.

I began crying uncontrollably.

I cried about Eli.

I cried about Darcy.

I cried about my parents.

And I cried for me.

I had been raped. I knew I had to tell some one about it, but not yet. It hurt to even think about it. I walked out of The Dot still crying. I dried the tears on my hoodie but they kept coming. Like my eyes had their own personal water fall inside them.

"Clare!" Eli's voice called out to me. I turned around quickly drying my tears again. He rushed out of his hearse and ran to me. He pulled me into an embrace that melted into. I needed someone to hold me right now. Regardless of who it was. He stroked my hair and rubbed my back.

"Clare, tell me what's wrong." He pleaded.

But I couldn't tell him yet. I couldn't tell anyone yet. "I can't tell you right now."

"But you will?" He asked.

"I don't know." I answered honestly.

"I'll take you home." He offered.

I needed to be home. I needed some one to hold me. Not my mother but a friend. Eli, was still a friend right? Either way he was all I had.

"Ok."

The ride was akward. Neither of us knowing what to say. When he pulled up to my house he walked me to my door. A note was on the door.

Sweetie,

Out with Deena. Wont be home till tomorrow night.

Love you,

Mom.

So I was alone again. I felt Eli start to walk away but I grabbed his hand.

"Stay." I whispered and he hugged me again and we went inside.