HEY GUYS SORRY ITS BEEN A WHILE, HAD BEEN OUT OF TOWN PLUS MY LOGIN IN WASNT WORKING. FYI AS YOU NO THIS IS NOW A RATED T STORY, SO I HOPE THOSE WHO ARE READING IT FOR THE FIRST TIME LIKE IT.

Clare's P.O.V.

I gentally slithered my shaking arms around his neck pressing him against me. I felt him tense up, but eventually wraps his arms around my waist, protectively holding me, and just listening to my outspoken cries. I've never really done this before, hugging a boy i have no knowledge about, but being with him, makes me feel... i dont know... like I've known him forever. Almost as if he's my knight in waiting armor, my savior. Minutes maybe even hours have passed by and not once, has he let go of me. Sadly, i make my departure from his warm, safe body.

" ummm, im- umm, sorry i got your shirt wet from my tears," i didnt even have the guts to look up.

He places the tip of his slender fingers on my jaw, making me once again look into his eyes, its like he's purposely trying to read me.

" Hey, you have nothing to be sorry about," his words so soft, and caring as if he can relate to how i feel. " Plus, im always there for you, if you ever need me. And to prove it, give me your phone"

I cautiously give him my phone, as he rapidly typed away.

"there now you have my number if you ever want to talk.

"Why me?" i asked, as i stared down at my phone.

"What do you mean?" his eyes are full of confusion.

" You could be one of the most popular guys in school, i see how all the girl look at you as if you were a piece of meat, you could have cheerleaders, jocks and other important people that matter to talk to, but why is it out of everyone, you choose little old me?" i sat down on the grass.

"Well," Eli follows my lead and sits right next to me, so close you couldnt slip paper between us. "It's very simple, just because people may like me, an want to hang out with me, doesnt mean they want to get to know the real me. Im not the kind of person that will hang out or become friends with anybody, quite frankly i HATE, fake people. Then i saw you, and how you stood up to me and Jenna, i just knew you were something totally different and i like that." he was staring right at me, gently smiling,

"Since, we're being honest here..." i felt like he should know, i needed to talk to somebody who i wont judge me, who wont care about what i have to say.

" Yeah" i could tell he was waiting for me to say something.

As i open my mouth, i felt nothing coming out, words couldnt be formed, i felt my heart start to beat extremely fast, wanting to pop out my chest and make a run for it. He stared at me intently, waiting patiently for me to say something.

" ummm... Im really glad, we met, theres something about you that's different too, and i also like it." i quickly look down, feeling disappointed in myself that i didnt have the guts to tell him.

"Dont mention it," he said in a confused state. i glanced at him from the corner of me eyes, giving me the leverage since my bangs covers my face. He was staring at me intently, distraughted and kind of dissapointed. I guess he could tell i was hiding something.

"Its um gettting late i dont want your parents to worry about you." He swiftly gets off the ground and strenches out his hand.

I gladly take it. Pulling me up, i stop abruptly just a few inches from his sweet, intoxicating lips. i tasted his warm, vanilla scented breath as it flowed into my mouth. his breathing had caught up as he concentrated on my pale, pink lips. it was as if our lips were being pulled together like magnets. Right, as our lips were inching closer together, i snapped out of my trans and picked up my backpack.

"Are you ready, like you said,' you dont want my parents to worry"

He softly shakes his head, causing his hair to cover is dark intense orbs. " Yep, your right, let go"

Eli's P.O.V

As I was walking Clare home, i could feel the rise of akwardness between us acumilate again. At first we were having a good time just talking, and me comforting her as she cried, then the next minute, our lips were so close to colliding, the strong winds of her strawberry, kiwi breath intoxacating me into a whirlpool of want. All i could do was focus on her inviting lips, i could tell her eyes wanted this to, however she declined the offer.

As we turned around the corner, she pointed to her house. It was a nice house, kind of the same as mine a two-story house with a garage, and a huge lawn. huh i guess her parents are home, looking at the 2 blue, and red Honda's.

She walks up the steps and twirls around to my face.

"I had a really great time Eli, maybe we can do it again. Maybe next time we can actually get to know each other."

"Y..."

Her front door swung wide open, to show a tall, sturn man, possible in his early 40's. With short brown hair, and piercing blue eyes just like Clare's. This was definatly her father.

"Clare, its getting late come in now." He constantly starred, so hard it reached deep into my soul.

"Please Dad, in a second." Clare whispered nervously. Was she scared of her own father?

"Clare, you have school in the morning i think it would be best if you get your needed rest. Dont you?"

" Yes, dad." She quickly turns towards me saying a quick goodbye, and disappearing into the night.

As i walk back home, the horified look on Clares face still lingers with in me.

Clare P.O.V.

My skin still tingling, my nerves are on high, my brain cant even comprehend with whats going on. As i look at my father, i could see the fire blazing with in his eyes. this was the first time in a year since ive seen this expression on his face. And i was having a bad feeling about whats about to occur.

" Clare, i dont want to see you with that hudlem again, do you understand me young lady?"

I coul tell my dad was trying to control his anger, but why when i did do squate.

" why hes my friend and i dont see whats wrong with him." i sturnly folded my arms over my chest why staring at my furious father.

" i dont like that tone of voice missy, if i were you i would correct your attutide or your going to get punished."

i couldnt believe he just threatened me, i know that i should just keep my mouth shut. However, my passionates were boiling and i wasnt going to let my father take away my new forming happiness. I bravly walk up to my father, and said the word i regret the most.

"No"

"AHHHHHHH"

my father ramed me into the wall causing my back, to shatter the glass frame. i slowly slumped down the wall, it was a pictue of my mom and me when i was little. The pain was unbarrable. i felt a cool liquid uzing from my back. as i tried to reach my back i began to wince from the shooting pain going through my spine.

"Now if i were you id clean these mess up, and get your ass to bed, got it." his voice was strict. i could see the vain poping out from the side of his neck. no words came from my mouth all i could do was nod in assurance.

"Good girl, goodnight." he grabbed my face placing a soft kiss on my forhead. After i heard my fathers footsteps vanish upstairs, i try to get up, my body was telling me to just stay on the floor, that it was weak. Nevertheless, i forced my body to rise, i slowly and painfully began to clean up the glass. When i picked up the picture, tears began to form, if only mom was still here, then my life would be perfect. But instead its just hell.

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