Thank you wonderful people for the reviews. And yes, Eli is in a load of trouble now. Once again, don't get your hopes up, my little munchkins. Eli and Clare won't be getting together anytime soon. I don't want to rush their relationship just yet.
WARNING: The "f" bomb is dropped a lot in the flashback.
As you all know, I don't own Degrassi.
Summary: This is an "EClare Affair". Eli's cheating on his wife with their newly divorced neighbor, Clare. Rumors travel and secrets unravel. Can they make it through all the pain and drama?
"What do you want for dinner?"
"Anything you make sounds great, Clare?"
"What did you just call me?"
Eli gulped. He couldn't believe he just called his wife Clare. Clare was nothing compared to Wendy.
Eli said Wendy walk towards him, with a butcher knife in her hand. For a second, he thought his penis was about to get chopped off and cooked for dinner tonight. Instead, Wendy pierced the knife through the wooden table, causing Eli to sigh of relief.
"I said, what did you just call me?" Wendy's voice was stern and dark. Eli have never heard her use this voice on him. Not once, not ever.
"I-I-I" Eli stammered.
"I cannot believe you just called me another fucking female! Dammit, Eli!" Wendy yelled, running her fingers through her hair. "Are you fucking cheating on me with her? Is that what it is? Dammit! Fucking cheater!"
Wendy let out a loud groan and stomped her feet like a little kid having a tantrum.
Eli sighed heavily. He would have to be honest with Wendy. He didn't want her to leave. All he had to do was confess and hope that she would stay.
"Wendy, the day you were called in to work, I went to Clare's house for dinner. She didn't invite me, I showed up there unexpected. Me, her, and Justin cooked dinner together. Afterwards, Clare and I drunk a lot of wine. Around 1 something I was leaving. I-I swear I didn't know what I was doing, but when Clare walked me to the door. We-I kissed her."
Wendy lowered herself on the couch and put her head into her hands. She started crying so hard that she was shaking. Eli walked over towards her and tried to comfort her.
He slowly made two steps towards her. Wendy's head shot up at the second step and she snatched the knife from the wooden table. She pointed it towards Eli, who held his hands up in surrender.
"Don't you fucking dare take another step towards me, cheater! Y-You kissed..." her voice trailed off.
"Wendy-"
"NO! You don't get to say anything, cheater! I-It's my damn turn t-to talk! Your lips were on another fucking female! That makes you a cheater, Eli! Do you hear me? That makes you a fucking cheater! I-I helped you get over your fucking dead ex, Eli! I helped you get back on your feet! I-I showed you how to fucking love, again! And this is what I get in return? You fucking kissing another fucking female! I TRUSTED YOU!" she yelled, the knife still tightly in her hand. "I fucking trusted you," she whispered.
"Wendy, please forgive me. I-I was drunk and-"
"Don't fucking blame the alcohol for your selfish mistakes! Do you wanna be with Clare? Is that what it is? Let's call up Clare a-and tell her that you want her and not me!"
"WENDY, I DON'T FUCKING WANT CLARE! I WANT YOU AND ONLY YOU DAMMIT! I FUCKING WANT TO BE WITH YOU! YOU'RE THE ONLY FUCKING GIRL THAT I WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH! YOU'RE THE ONLY FUCKING GIRL THAT I WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF MY FUCKING LIFE WITH!" Eli yelled. His face was red from anger and veins were popping out of his neck.
"Eli-"
"Wendy, I only want you. I only fucking want you. Please, forgive me," he whispered, taking another step towards Wendy. "Drop the knife, Wendy, please."
Wendy nodded her head and dropped the knife. She stood up off the couch and walked towards Eli, wrapping her arms around him.
Eli grabbed Wendy's face and crashed his lips into hers. The kiss was mixed with tears and their saliva.
"I forgive you," Wendy whispered as they pulled apart.
Eli smirked and kissed Wendy again. This time the kiss was sloppy and hungry.
"Make love to me, Eli," Wendy moaned.
Eli woke up and smirked at the red-head lying on his chest. This is the woman he love.
But what about Clare?" a voice said, "You're starting to fall for her."
He couldn't fall for Clare. She was just a friend...nothing more or less. Wendy was the female he wanted to be with. Wendy is the female he love. No Clare-just Wendy.
Wendy opened her eyes to see Eli staring at her. She smiled widely and batted her eye lashes.
"Good morning, beautiful."
"Good morning, Eli," she said sweetly, "Last night was great."
"Yeah. Wendy, I'm so-"
"It's fine," Wendy said cutting him off, "I won't look at you or Clare differently. But you are on probation. If you slip up again, I'll leave yo sorry ass. Got it?"
Eli gulped and nodded his head.
...
Clare stretched her arms and yawned. She was about to roll out of bed, but she heard soft snores. She looked to her right and saw the sleeping boy. He was curled up under the cover, hugging his stuffed lion.
Clare stared at her son in awe before carefully getting out of bed. She walked into the bathroom to do her morning routine. Once she was done, she went to her room to pick out an outfit for the day.
Before walking out of the room to get in the shower, her cell phone started ringing. She walked over to her night stand and looked confused at the unknown number flashing across her screen. Clare decided to answer it before the person hung up.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Clare. It's me, Adam."
"Hey, Adam! What's up?"
"Nothing much. I was wondering if you and Justin would like to go out today."
"That sounds great, Adam! Justin and I will have to get dressed. I'll call you when we're ready."
"OK. Bye."
"Bye."
Clare ran back to the closet and decided to change her outfit. At first, she was just going to wear a pair of black sweats and a black camisole. She wasn't going nowhere and she didn't expect anyone to come over.
Now, she had out a pair of black skinny jeans and a white camisole. She out her room and into the shower.
Why was she happy that she was seeing Adam?
After spending a day with him, she realized he was sweet and caring. He made her laugh, blush, and made her feel beautiful. He told her she deserved to be happy and that she deserved someone who loved all of her.
What about Eli?
NO! There was no thinking about Eli. He made it clear that he didn't want anything between them. She couldn't help but feel hurt.
"He's married, Clare!" she yelled to herself.
Clare turned off the shower water and got dressed. She blow-dried and pinned up her hair. She, then, walked into her room to slip on a pair of black flats. Then, she woke up Justin-who had a big temper tantrum.
It took Justin thirty minutes to stop acting crazy and to finally get his self into the tub. Once he was dressed, Clare called Adam.
Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang. Clare opened it to see Adam standing there with a huge grin on his face.
"These are for you," he said, handing her a bouquet of flowers.
Clare gasped and took the flowers. "Adam these are beautiful. I'll be back, I'll go put these in a vase. Then, we'll be all set to go."
Adam smiled as he walked Clare walk away. He looked down at Justin who was staring at him.
"Hi, Justin," he said sweetly.
"Hi," the little kid said dryly.
"Uh, what kind of things to you like? Do you like cars?"
"I love cars!"
Adam sighed of relief. If he wanted to get with Clare, he was going to have to get on Justin's good side.
"That's great! I do, too. How about we go to the toy store and you can pic out any toy car you want. Afterwards, we can go get some ice cream."
"Really?" gasped Justin, "You're the best, Adam! Let's go!" he said running towards the car.
Clare shut the front door behind her and followed the Adam towards the car.
...
Eli looked out the window once he heard voices. He looked over to see Adam, Justin, and Clare getting into Adam's car. A rush of jealously came over him. He knew he couldn't have the best of both worlds though.
Clare was probably mad at him anyways. He practically hurt her feelings by telling her he didn't feel nothing. It was a lie. He kind of felt something for Clare, he just wouldn't admit it.
He was with Wendy. He couldn't hurt her and he wouldn't plan on doing it again.
Clare was going to be nothing, but a friend.
...
Clare stood in front of Adam's car, with Justin next to her. She was smiling widely at Adam.
"Thanks, Adam. Justin and I had a wonderful time."
"No problem. Call anytime and I'll be here. OK?"
"OK. Justin tell Adam thank you."
"Thank you, Adam!" Justin beamed.
"No problem kiddo."
"Justin go wait on the porch, I'll be there in a sec."
Justin nodded and ran to the porch. Clare turned towards Adam and smiled again.
"Clare, you're beautiful," he whispered before leaning in to kiss her.
Clare crashed her lips into Adam's as he wrapped his arms around her waist...pulling her closer. Clare moaned softly as Adam slipped his tongue in her mouth. Both of them began tongue wrestling until Clare pulled apart. She was blushing madly.
"I'll call you later?"
"Yeah. Bye, Adam."
"Bye, Clare."
Clare smiled and waved at Adam before walking to her porch. She grabbed her keys out her purse.
"Mommy, is Adam your boyfriend?"
"No, sweetie."
"I like him, he bought me toy cars to start off my collection. He's better than daddy."
Clare sighed and patted Justin's head. "I know, sweetie."
Clare unlocked the front door and walked into the house. She turned on the living room light and gasped.
"Hello, Clare."
Clare stood there, holding on to Justin tightly.
"L-Luke," she whispered.