Hey everyone! Thank you for all the amazing reviews! I am trying to update all my stories and write a new one this weekend! I just added a new chapter to A Night In Vegas so check that out, but it is a heavy lemons chapter. Anyway, enjoy!
Eli's POV:
After the past few nights with Clare, I had to go apologize to her mom. I love this girl so much, and I wasn't going to let her go over something so stupid. I just hope her mom will hear me out. Whether or not Clare admits it, I know she wants her mom at the wedding. Honestly, even though her mom kinda sucks, I can't blame her, I mean it's her mom.
I drive over the Mrs. Edward's house. Ever since the divorce, Clare's mom took the house and her father stayed in the condo. I think they secretly loved when Clare moved out, they hated that she moved in with me, but she gave them the freedom to never see each other.
But that's beside the point. It is currently 5:04 pm and Clare's mom gets off at 5:00, so she should be coming home soon. I get out of Morty and sit on her door step. This way she can't shove me off.
A few minutes later her car pulls up. When she sees me, she looks horrified. Great to see she hates me so much, "Eli. What are you doing here?"
"Umm, I really wanted to talk to you. I wanted to apologize for acting the way I did. I know it was stupid and immature, but Ms. Edwards, you have to understand, I only did it because I love your daughter so much. Clare means everything to me, and it really hurt her when you didn't go to her graduation, and seeing her beautiful blue eyes hurt makes me want to kill myself. I just couldn't let it go, I should have. And for that I'm very sorry." I say, now I need to catch my breath.
Ms. Edwards sighs, "Eli, I am glad you love Clare so much, but you just aren't good for her. To be perfectly honest, I think you are an impulsive gothic punk who needs to learn what gender wears eyeliner."
No she didn't. It is taking all my energy not to swear at her right now, "Ms. Edwards, please. I am not above getting on my hands and knees and begging for your forgiveness. I love your daughter, more than the world and anything in it. I promise you, I will take care of her, love her, support her, hold her, and make her the happiest person alive. Please please forgive me."
She shook her head, unimpressed, "Eli, I cannot support this marriage, I'm sorry."
She goes to open her door, but I catch it an shut it, "I'm not leaving until you forgive me,"
"Then I guess you will be waiting a long time, good day." She spits out bitterly as she shuts her door.
I sit on the steps and wait. She had to come out sometime again right? I waited for what seemed like forever, but realistically was two hours before she came out, "You must really love Clare?"
I stand up, "I wish I could tell you how much, but there aren't enough words in any langue to tell you how much I love your daughter."
She nods slowly. Her lips pressed into a thin line, "I know you love her Eli. But after my marriage, I don't want Clare to make the same mistake."
So that's how this was, "Ms. Edwards, please don't compare your marriage to mine and Clare's. I can't live without your daughter, it's different with us, I assure you. We both love each other, like we truly deeply love each other."
She gasps, "Oh my God! She really is pregnant!"
Will they ever relax on that, "No! Clare has beliefs! I don't plan to make love to her until the wedding, I promise you. See, I respect her!"
She nods again, slightly not as empty, "I mean this with no offense, but what do you want exactly Eli?"
"I came here to beg you to please come to the wedding." I say.
"I'm sorry Eli, you seem like a good guy, but I can't." She says. Damn, Clare is going to hate me forever.
I nod and leave before I get upset. It's around 9:30 pm when I actually get home, and I find Clare curled up on the couch. She is asleep, and she looks so damn cute. I flip off the TV and scoop her up. Surprisingly, she stays asleep in my arms. I hold her extra tight as I flip the light switch off in our bedroom. She is wearing my tee shirt and jeans, so I gently place her on the bed, and remove her jeans. Thank God she isn't wearing a bra. I strip down to boxers and pull the covers over both of us.
Just when I think I'm going to fall asleep, I feel Clare stir next to me, "Baby?" I ask.
"Mmmm," She answers.
"Sweetheart, are you asleep?" I ask.
"No," She replies sleepily, "When did you come home Eli?"
I look down at her, and suddenly my eyes fill with sadness, "A few minutes ago."
She turns her face to look up in my eyes, "And? What happened?"
She looked so hopeful it killed me. How can I give her bad news? My eyes fill with tears as I shake my head, "I'm sorry. I tried. Clare I tried. I'm so sorry." I started crying and Clare just stared at me.
"Eli," She hugged me close to her, "Shhhh, its okay."
I looked at her, "its okay? No. No no no, it's not okay. Clare this is all my fault. I'm sorry."
She took my face in her small fragile hands and forced me to look at her, "Eli, please. Don't blame yourself. My parents already decided they wouldn't support us."
I look into her eyes. She looked so sincere, "I'm so sorry my sweetheart."
"Eli, it's okay. It's okay. I'm not mad. Just tell me it will all be okay. Say you love me, that's enough." She says.
I crack a smile at her, "Clare Edwards, I promise you from the bottom of my heart I will love you forever and take care of you no matter what."
She smiles, "I love you too Elijah, so much."
I kiss her passionately, "Thank you Clare."
"I'm sleepy," She announces.
"Then let's sleep, my love." I tell her.
"Goodnight Eli," She says as she curls up into my chest, wrapping her arms around my torso.
I smile and kiss her hair, "I love you too." And I pull her tight.
