A/N: Sorry for not updating guys! It's a mixture of school and laziness. :P But yeah, I'm so sorry. I hate it when people don't update their stories, and yet I tortured my own readers. And for that, I apologize. But hopefully you guys like this oneshot. Reviews are welcomed! :D
Eli pulled up at the Dot and cut Morty's engine. He sighed happily and glanced out the window. He was meeting up with Clare for lunch and couldn't wait to see her auburn curls and deep blue eyes. He smiled at the thought.
He hopped out of Morty and strode towards the Dot, thinking about the many things he wanted to say to her. He opened the door and heard the bell jingle as he stepped inside. As soon as he saw Clare, his face lit up.
And then it fell mere seconds later.
Clare was kissing someone else.
Clare had run into her cousin Danny at the Dot while waiting for Eli. He had sat down and started talking, telling her about how he was Romeo in his school's play, and she smiled, thinking about when her and Eli had done that for English.
"So I have to stage kiss Melissa, who's playing Juliet, but I'm a loser and don't know how," Danny admitted, hanging his head. Clare laughed.
"It's okay, I'll show you," she said. She leaned across the table, placing both of her hands on the side of his face, and putting her thumbs over his lips. "You do this and then…" She inched forward and pressed her lips to her own thumbs, making it seem as if she was really kissing him. She was vaguely aware of the jingle of the Dot's bell in the background, but paid no attention to it.
"Clare?" She released Danny's face and turned around to see Eli standing there, his eyes full of hurt and his lips pressed into a thin line.
"Eli!" Clare exclaimed, surprised. "I—," Eli cut her off.
"Don't even bother. We're done." He walked out of the Dot, fists clenched, towards Morty. Clare bolted out the door after him.
"Eli wait! Let me explain!"
"No need to Clare. I have eyes, I know what I saw," Eli said, opening Morty and sitting in the driver's seat.
"No Eli, you don't!" Clare screamed, stamping her foot.
"Clare, just leave. Please." Eli said, turning to her, sadness apparent in his eyes. Clare opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Eli shook his head, shut his door, started Morty and drove off.
Eli couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe Clare had cheated.
He didn't think that anything could separate them; that their relationship was unbreakable. Perhaps maybe something big could ruin them, but…cheating? It just didn't make sense.
Eli's head hurt. He reached over to his bedside drawer and grabbed a bottle of aspirin, popping two into his mouth and swallowing. Then he climbed in bed and pulled the black sheets over his head, sighing.
Elijah Goldsworthy doesn't cry.
Elijah Goldsworthy doesn't cry.
Elijah Goldsworthy…damn it.
He couldn't help it. A tear slid down his cheek, then more followed. He was silently crying and he couldn't do anything about it.
There came a soft rap on his door, and his mom stepped into the room.
"Eli honey, are you okay?" She asked. Eli heard her voice and wiped the tears away furiously, poking his head out from under the covers.
"Yeah…I'm just not feeling well," he lied. He hated lying to his mother. They were so close, but Eli didn't have the heart to tell her that the love of his life cheated on him.
His mom frowned, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Okay. Do you need anything?" Eli shook his head.
"No mom. Thanks though." His mom gave him a small smile.
"Feel better," she said, leaving his room and shutting the door behind her.
I wish I could, Eli thought.
Clare ran down the sidewalk as fast as she could towards Eli's house. She needed to tell him what happened. The sky was getting dark quickly and suddenly it started pouring down rain. She kept running until she saw Morty in the driveway and bounded up the porch steps, ringing the doorbell. The door swung open, revealing Mrs. Goldsworthy.
"Clare! You're soaking wet!" She cried.
"I know, I know," Clare said, out of breath. "But I really need to speak to Eli right now."
"Sure. He's not feeling well, but perhaps you can make him feel better." Tears threatened to spill out, but Clare held them in.
"Thanks," she said, and ran into the house and up the stairs towards Eli's room. She entered the room and saw Eli's figure under the covers. She sat on the end of the bed and Eli stirred, poking his head out from under the covers.
"Clare," he said in a monotone.
"Eli, please, let me explain," she pleaded, her voice barely audible. Eli nodded slowly.
"That was my cousin Danny who's in a play for his school, and he has to stage kiss but doesn't know how. So I showed him, but I didn't really kiss him, I kissed my thumbs which were over his lips. Eli…I would never cheat on you. You've got to believe me." Eli and Clare's eyes met, and at that moment, Eli knew that Clare was telling the truth.
"Clare, I'm sorry." Eli whispered, crawling over to Clare and sweeping her into a hug, despite her wetness.
"It's okay Eli. It's okay."
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