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When You Do Your Very Worst it Feels the Best
"You're a dumbass, Edwards!" Eli groaned.
"Says the one that doesn't even know Shakespeare's date of birth!" I fired back.
Pure anger was boiling up inside of me and fire ran through my veins. And for a split second, I even fought back the urge to strangle him!
This was like the 40th fight in 2 hours with him.
Goldsworthy was doing nothing but giving me a hard time! It felt like he was actually enjoying making me mad and calling me inappropriate names - Like it was his job to make me loather him or something!
"I swear," Adam grumbled, who was tiping all the information we collected so far into his computer. "I am so close to kick you both out!" He snarled, holding his thumb an inch far from his index-finger to illustrate his definition of 'so close'.
I couldn't blame Adam at all though; If I was him, I would have got rid of the two of us a long time ago..
I glared at the boy which sat on the left side of Adam. He returned my glare with a nasty look of his, flipping the bird at me briefly before he turned his gaze slowly and dangerously away.
Angrily I gazed back on the computer-screen in front of me, letting my nostrils flare in fury.
"I should probably go now," I told Adam, letting the anger cool off. "It's getting late and we're almost done, anyway."
He nodded, looking away from the screen and facing me. "Alright then."
"Thank you." Eli breathed out under a sigh.
Much to my suprise, Adam turned to Eli and spoke up before I even had the chance to fret over him. "Shut your mouth! - You're leaving too."
I let out a gleeful laugh.
...
As the three of us walked downstairs, I could almost feel Eli's burning gaze on my back, which caused me to walk quicker down the stairs than I actually intendet to.
Once we stood all in front of the entrance-door, I pulled my jacket on, while Eli did the same.
"Well. see you tomorrow, Torres." I smiled, zipping my jacket.
"Cheerio, Clare!" He grinned.
"You're about to get rid of me, Adam." Eli told his friend, fixing his collar with his hidden smug smirk.
"Yeah, get the hell outta here!" Adam laughed, shoving him forward.
I turned around, opened the door, ready to step outside when suddenly..
THUNG!
Bright lightning striked in front of our eyes, making a hellish noise. The rain was pouring down from the dark, murky sky.
I recoiled, my back colliding with Eli's chest. He then stepped back immediately.
"Uh oh," I heard Adam. "Is your mom picking you up?" He asked, voicing his concern due to the thunder.
I faced him, turning my back on the open door and the horrible weather.
"She has night-shift." I answered in a groan of frustration, realizing my awful luck.
It seemed like I had to walk home..
"Well, there's no way you'll walk all the way home," Adam argued sternly what I had on mind. "Eli will drop you off home with his hearse. Right, Eli?" Adam stated smugly, pattering him on the shoulder.
Hearse. Eli. Sounds welcoming!
I frowned in complete unwillingness, suddenly finding the idea of walking home not so bad.
Eli however sighed heavily, throwing his head back. "Get going!" He growled, pointing at his hearse.
...
"So you're actually riding a hearse?" I chocked out in disgust, opening the passengers-door.
I was picturing horror-scenarios, that made me shudder. I tried to shrug it off.
"Damn right!," Eli answered coldly and turned on the motor. "And if you don't stop going on my nerves, you'll end up in the back of Morty, if you know what I mean.."
My eyes widened for a split second before I rolled my eyes. "You gave your hearse a name?" I scoffed, facing him while his eyes were glued on the street.
"Yeah, so?" He challenged, pointblank.
I tried to hide my chuckles but he frowned and turned his head briefly to me. "What?" He demanded, loudly.
I let out a few chuckled and grinned. "I wonder if you also talk to 'Morty' and tell him your secrets."
"Much rather than to you!" He spat, with a sneer.
I blinked at him. Eli took one of his hands from the steering-wheel and rubbed his index-finger over his lips, looking like he was suddenly deep in thoughts.
I gazed at him, watching every swift move he made so carefully. I couldn't help but begin to wonder what he was thinking about.
"Stop starring at me, Edwards." He demanded sharply, giving me a look from the corner of his eye.
But then I decided to finally ask him - I mean, what did I have to lose, except maybe the fact that he would drop me off in the middle of the street or might murder me and carry me in the back of the hearse, like he implied.
"I was just wondering, what you're thinking about.." I explained, taking my eyes off of him and looking out the window, even though I could not see much, since it was pitch-dark outside. But I kinda lost my confidence there..
"Keep wondering then." Goldsworthy replied simply.
I hid the disappointed look that was creeping on my faces. Silence lingered in the air and so I decided to turn on the radio, trying to let the awkward feeling vanish away.
My hand reached out for the button but he screamed : "Don't!" Giving me almost a heart-attack.
I cringed but my suprised expression was instantly replaced by an annoyed one.
"What the heck, Eli! Do you think that's funny? You scared me half to death!" I exclaimed, angrily.
"Good." He answered and I could have sworn I saw a tiny grin. "And now shut it," He said dully. "I have no desire to talk to you whatsoever."
...
The hearse stopped in front of my house. I opened the door and said, "Thanks for the ride." Not bothering to look at him.
No response.
I sighed and stepped out, realizing that it stopped thundering but there was still some heavy raining going on.
I closed the door very loudly, before I hurried through the rain and the puddles to my front-door.
Grasping into my pocket, I desperately searched for the keys. "Shoot!" I mubled to the door, admitting that I must have forgotten the keys.
My clothes were already drenched in water and my hair was dripping wet.
I looked around and was happy when I recognized an open window. Unfortunately, it was too high for me to reach, so I looked for something that could help me with my height.
I then saw the old boxes in front of the house, which Mom should've thrown away a long time ago.
I took the boxes and leaned them on the house-wall, while piling them. I turned around for a brief time and couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the hearse still standing on the street.
A little grin, which didn't entirely reached my eyes spread on my face. But just then, the hearse began to take off.
I quickly looked up to the window, knowing that it was still out of my reach. I bit my lip.
So what did I do? I ran like it was a matter of life and death, not caring if I stepped into a big puddle which could soak through my shoes.
I ran and finally caught up with the hearse, I jumped in front of it, praying this would actually make Eli stop and not just.. well, knock me down.
I tightly closed my eyes and let out a quiet and brief screech, expecting to get hit and get carried into the back of Morty.
But instead of feeling the hearse hitting me, I heard the car-door open. I peeked out and saw Eli stomping in my direction with the most wrathfull look in his eyes, I have ever seen.
"What the fuck is the matter with you?" I heard him shout loud enough for whole Toronto to hear him.
I felt myself shudder. I always saw him angry but I never saw him this angry. It seemed like he was ready to explode or murder me right here, right now with his bare hands.
He stood in front of me, with fire in his eyes, demanding an answer. Just then, I noticed that he was shaking. His whole face was paler than usual and his hands were transformed into fists.
"I need your help, okay?" I replied sheepishly, trying not to pass out.
I closed my eyes for a brief time. I am such a fool.
"No! You need professional help, you insane fuck!" He roared, shaking harder.
He wouldn't hit girls, would he?
I gulped but crossed my arms. "I couldn't find my keys a-and -"
"I don't give a shit!," He shouted cutting me off and gaining back a bit color in his face. "Sleep outside! Sleep wherever you want but leave me the hell alone, understood?"
That made me snap - I swallowed down the fear.
I took a step forward to him but he backed away, almost like he was afraid..
"No way I am going to sleep outside! Are you nuts? You're gonna help me!" I retorted with a frown and reached out for his wrist to drag him to my house.
But he pulled his wrist with a swift move out of my grip. "Don't you ever dare to touch me! Ever!" Eli hissed with an insane look in his eyes.
I stared back into his blazing eyes and I could also see deep sorrow hidden behind all the anger.
"Will you help me please?" I asked him in a serious tone with locked eyes, feeling suddenly a bit numb.
He stared furiously at me, drenched in water by now, as well.
...
"Now what?" He shouted, looking sceptically at all the boxes I piled under the window.
"Leg-up." I answered, grinning.
Eli grumbled, gazing at me with disdain.
...
"I can't believe I agreed to this!" He groaned loudly, as I stood on his shoulders, figering that this would work better.
I reacher out for the window and was only inches away.
"Hurry, bum!" He yelled. "Or I'm gonna let you fall and bleed out in the rain!"
"Not if I kick your dumb head before you can spell 'Morty'!" I retorted.
I stretched a bit and finally managed to grab the window-frame.
With much hussle and effort, and few pushes from Goldsworthy I climbed through the window.
I looked down at him, smirking.
He was wet to the bone and glared up at me.
"Thank you, Goldsworthy. I truly owe you!" I told him, holding back the laughter.
"Just get out of my life, Edwards!" He yelled up with so much bitterness in his voice, before he walked to Morty and took off.
I watched him drive away.
I appreciate what he did. I really do.
Sometimes I..
Need to remember just to breathe
Sometimes I..
Need you to stay away from me
Sometimes I'm..
In disbelief I didn't know
Somehow I..
Need you to go..
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