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In the reviews someone pointed something out that I didn't notice...

Yes, they did have sofa's back then, just not the comfy ones we have today.

Okay so now on to which new story I'm going to do...which you will have to wait till you finish reading this chapter, plus it's a really LONG authors note, but I need you to read...Aha..Enjoy.

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Chapter 9: Memory's

I look around trying to figure out where I am. Where am I? My eyes adjust to my surroundings, everything so bright, so fuzzy, it's hard to make out what's around me and really take in what's there. Finally the fuzziness starts to fade, but it's still cloudy, and I see the long pathway. It's so familiar, the bright red roses lining up the path, and then when I tilted by head up for where I was looking straight ahead, there it was, the Castle. Why was I here? I don't remember coming here…Where's Eli? I out stretch my hand trying to find what belonged in them, but there was nothing, no warmth of his warm hand, and the tingling feeling I got when he did those simple gestures. I look to my right, and I see nothing but the simple little greenish blue flower that I picked up leaving the castle, it was drifting away in the wind, away from me.

"You're not allowed to see him." a voice called, it was like an echo, and I knew his voice. I looked back up, there he stood, Eli's father a few feet away from me with a grin, and he looked a bit smug. "You thought you could take him away from the Castle, did you, and that everything would be fine? Well, Clarabelle I think you should say goodbye to him for the last time." I looked at him with a confused look, he raised his uneven brow. "Because this is the last time you will ever see him." I shook my head, not believing the words coming out this man's mouth. I had to see Eli; nobody could stop me from seeing him, not even his own father.

"Where is he?" I asked. All the man did was move to the side, and there Eli was. He was behind the closed castle gates, with no expression at all, he looked…lifeless. I took each step slowly taking in what the boy I loves father said, is what he said true? It…it can't be. Will this be the last time I hear the boy's musical voice, his chuckle, and see his sideways smile? I made it to where I was right in front of him; I could feel his breath on my face through the bars and the heat radiating off his skin. I took in all his features, his scrawny body, perfectly shaped jaw, his beautiful naturally pink colored lips, his cute little nose, and l saved a pair of green eyes for last. He was looking at me with the same expression, a lifeless expression. He didn't move an inch towards me, but he looked like he was doing the same as me, taking in all my features, for this is the last time we will ever see each other.

"What happened to forever?" I asked, Eli puts his head down for his long black bangs could cover his face.

"You knew this was going to happen eventually, and the time is now." I knew he was right, I knew one day would come he would want something better, something more then what I ever could give him. I slipped my hand into the bars and touched his face, but he flinched from my touch.

"My father was right, you're nothing but a maid." He looked up at me for I could take in the emotion in his eyes, there's nothing, he didn't have that soft expression and light to his eyes. I shook my head, a tear forming in the corner of my eye.

"Eli please." I whispered, sticking my whole hand through the gate, trying to reach his hand. But he backed up, away from me. "Don't leave me."

"It's for the best Clare, Now leave." The tears started coming down my face, uncontrollably, while I mumbled multiple no's under my breath. "You're lying, you love me, you told me so." The tears clouded up my vision, all I could see was the shape of Eli, slowly it started to fade, like everything around me. Then I was falling, I outstretched my hand to grab hold something but nothing was there. Then I see a light up ahead, and feel the heat hitting my face, it's getting to bright…

I shot up, gasping for air. I take in my surrounding, Jake is gone….Eli? I slowly turn to my side to find Eli. He was lying on his stomach; limbs tangled in the cream colored quilt, hair covered his eyes, and his hand touching my side. He was beautiful, in my heart he will always be mine. A sad smile is placed upon my lips thinking about my dream; I shook my head not wanting to think about it. I leaned over and kissed Eli's soft cheek before I slowly swung my legs over the side as quietly as possible, she stepped out of bed. I walked outside, the air a bit chilly, goose bumps forming on her arms and legs, but it woke me up. I squint my eyes from the morning sun and adjust to find Jake sitting on the grass, tying up some bundles of wood.

"Is that what you do for a living? Cut wood, and sell it." Jake jumped a little; he looked up at me from the ground.

"Yes I do, I get some good money in the winter. Summer I work in the fields." He shrugged. "It's not the best job, but I get a pretty decent amount of money." Clare smiled softly.

Clare thought back to the days when she and Jake were younger. A small smile placed on her lips.

"Tag, you're it!" Clare screamed, tagging Jake from behind. They were in the back of Jake's house, in the large field, people in the distance working from sun up to sun down. Clare ran as fast she could, her lungs burning from how much she ran that day. She was running and laughing because how slow Jake ran.

"Okay, Okay, I quit." Jake huffed out from behind her. Clare stopped, turned around, and raised a brow while she rested her her hand on her hip.

"Awe poor Jake is out of breath." Clare teased, skipping to him, and standing right in front of him. "It's sad you can't out run a girl." Clare smiled teasingly, but it soon faded when Jake had a grin plastered on his face. Before Clare could say anything, she was on the ground, Jake was hovering over her. "What are you doing? Get off me!" Clare screamed, but Jake covered her mouth with his warm hand.

".It." Jake chuckled. Clare smirked, shaking her head no.

"You said you quit remember? So it doesn't count." Jake shrugged looking deep into her eyes.

"I guess I don't seem to remember saying that." He said, playing with one of Clare's long curls.

"Are was this just an excuse to be in top of me." Jake chuckled.

"My, my, what would your mother say if she heard you had a little dirty mind like that?" Clare popped her mouth open to where it was shaped into an "o" shape.

"I do not." Clare argued, Jake tucked the strand of hair behind her ear, kissing her little nose that he loved so much.

"JAKE!" we both stood up all too quickly, brushing the grass off our clothes. "Where are you boy?"

"Dad, Clare and I are in the back yard." Jake shouted. Jake's dad came from the side off there wooden cottage, walking over to us.

"I thought I ask you earlier to get that axe for me." Jake's dad asked, ruffling Jake's honey brown hair.

"I'm sorry dad, it's just, Clare came over and I just forgot all about it." Jake's dad smiled and peered over Jake's shoulder, where Clare at least a head shorter then Jake stood. She blushed, looking down, embarrassed.

"It's okay, now you walk Clare home and come back for you could help me cut that wood, you hear?" Jake nodded, grabbing my hand.

I chuckled; remembering that like it was yesterday. Those were the days when I slowly started to figure out Jake had feelings for me. I did like him, I even loved him, I still do, and he is the kindest man. Yes man, he matured at a young age when his dad died, just like mine had. He was always respectful, and he was always looking after me. He always told me how much he loved me. At one point in my life my mom asked me if one day we would get married. Of course I told her no, I mean I know Jake would want to. But we never "Dated" are anything; we were just always there for each other. When he told me for the first time that he loved me, more than a friend, I pushed him away. I always had that feeling in my heart that, I could only love him as a friend…he just wasn't right for me. Then later on that's when my mother lost her job, and then I met Eli. I fell for Eli instantly, that's why I choose Eli. No, it was never about the money are anything like that, it's all him. You would think having a prince love you that thing's for you would be easier, but it's not. Look where I am, running away.

"Clare?" Jake snapped me from my thoughts. "Are you okay? You kind of dazed off for a few minutes."

"I was just thinking about our childhood, your dad." A sad little smile was placed on Jake's lips. "I think I'm going to go into town, get us some food, move my feet." Jake nodded, going back to tying his wood together.

Eli slowly outstretches his hand and yawns. His hand slowly travels to where she would lay, but there's nothing. He snaps his eyes open and looks, her spot is empty. Eli looks over to the sofa and that is empty also. His stomach is in knots and he felt like there was a lump in his throat. Dred coursed through him, maybe he brought them to the wrong place, and this place wasn't safe enough. Clare and Jake left, he took her away. Eli jumped out of bed and made his way outside to find Jake sitting on the ground, stacking bundles of wood. I look around some more and Clare is nowhere in sight.

He clinched his fist, then he went behind Jake and grabbed him, some wood fell on the ground and then he slammed him into the side of the wooden house.

"What's wrong?" Jake asked, with his hands up, holding me back.

"Where's Clare?"

"She went into town, she's alright." I licked my lips, and then looked at the dirt road.

"Which way." I asked looking back at Jake.

"Which way what?"

"To get into town." Jake sighed, and shook his head.

"She knows how to take care of herself Eli, she just went get food for us." I nodded, still having Clare on my mind. What if someone takes her, touches her, or steals from her.

"How do you know she's safe?" I asked him, I got a chuckle in return.

"Trust me, she is perfectly fine." He smirked and put his hand on my shoulder. "Now while we wait for her, would you mind helping me stack the wood you knocked down?"

I smiled brightly as I made my way into town, waving at the little kids that ran past me with buckets of water. The smell in the air was sweet, from all the town folks who sell food for a living. I walk past stands where people are screaming at me "We have good deals, only one gold coin per loaf." "We have the sweetest fruit." "You're a pretty young lady, this gold necklace would look fabulous on you." But that's town for you. They try to persuade you to buy things, and of course I want to buy from every single one of them. I look around, not really seeing what I was looking for when I hear a loud, but familiar voice ahead of me. I start laughing and ran to the girl who was on her tippy toes, trying to grab an apple out of a man who was selling them hand. I stopped and crossed my arms, staring at the scene in front of me.

"Give me that, I said I would pay you back." The girl yelled, jumping up yet again to reach the apple.

"No, you did not read the sign, it says, you have to pay me now. Plus I know you won't because you have stolen from me before." The girl stopped jumping, standing up straight, crossing her arms and giving him the puppy dog eyes. But I decided to step in and work my magic.

"Excuse me sir, I will buy that apple for her." The girl gasped, but I didn't look at her I looked at the man. He shrugged handing me the apple, while I pretended to look for money. I looked at his open palm then looked at the girl.

"This is where we run." I whispered, and then took off running, knocking over the man. I looked behind me to see the man getting up, his face red with anger, screaming at us. Once we were far enough away I stopped running, looking at the girl with a big grin on my face.

"Clare? Is that really you." She asked, with a huge smile on her face.

"I missed you Ali." I enveloped her into a friendly hug. Happiness coursed through her as she held her best friend.

"What are you doing here?" she asked as we pulled apart. I took her hand and started walking with her.

"I have so much to tell you." I smiled.

"Spill, now." Ali demanded beside me, I nodded.

"I will tell you on the way to Jake's" I looked at her, while she raised an eyebrow. So I told her, I told her everything, from my thoughts on first moving into the castle, Eli, his father, and why she is here. She didn't say a word the entire time, just nodded, gasped, and she studied my face while I was talking.

"Clare Diane Edwards is in love." I chuckled.

"It's hard to believe isn't it?" we laughed.

"And with a prince too." Ali love sighed; I pulled her to Jakes house, and walked to the front door, noticing they weren't outside. I opened the door, and was immediately pulled away from Ali and standing in front of Eli.

"Why didn't you tell me where you were going?" He asked, I smiled and pecked him on the cheek.

"You were sleeping so peacefully, I couldn't wake you. But I promise I will tell you or leave you a note next time." He smirked and leaned in for a kiss when I put one finger on his mouth. "Eli, I would like you to meet my best friend Ali." I stepped back and he turned around, he pulled me to his side, tucked gently beside him. I looked at Ali, she had her mouth wide open and I could tell immediately that she thought her was attractive. I looked at Eli, smirking at her and I saw her blush in return. He held out his hand, and she shyly shook it.

"Hello Ali, I'm Eli." Eli winked at her, while I rolled my eyes at his charm.

"I know, Clare hasn't shut up about you the whole way over here." I gasp, and I felt the heat rising to my cheeks.

"Has she now." He looked down at me, with his eyebrows raised and a grin on his face. I rolled my eyes, and then looked at Ali.

"Would you like to stay for dinner tonight Ali?" I asked.

"Actually, I have to get back home, mom wanted me to help her cook tonight, and I will have to tell them you're here." I nodded.

"See you tomorrow then?" She nodded.

"Goodnight." Jake opened the door for her as she made her way out. He closed the door and faced us.

"Hey I have to go deliver some wood, I will be back later." I smiled and nodded, and then he left. Once the door was closed I was pinned against the door. I closed my eyes, taking in Eli's scent; feeling is breath on my neck as he softly kissed it. His kisses slowly made it up to my ear, as he whispered.

"So, what do you want to do Edwards?" He pulled back, I bit my lip…

"I want to take you somewhere." I sadly said…

Clare sighed, the grass tickling her toes as she made her way to her destination. Clare could feel the sorrow feeling slowly creep its way into her heart. She sniffled, it was like she was in a trance, and she couldn't look away from it. Memory's after memory's flooded her mind as she looked at it.

Randall John Edwards

Born: August 15, 1775

Died: August 16, 1803

Loving husband, father, and friend.

Tears fell down her face as she peered down at her father's grave. Memory's hit her, making her fall and kneel down next to it.

She cringed from the loud bells that shuck the old church; the wake for her father had just started. Clare sat in the back of the church, not daring to look up, not yet. She listened as people got up from their seats and made their way to her father's open casket. Clare looked at the people on the side of her, face full of tears. Her father wouldn't have wanted this, he was always a happy man.

I stayed in the back of church, nodding my head at people as they made their way out of church. I felt Jake come hug me, but I was to...numb to respond. I heard faint whispers of people beside me, probably my mom and the pastor because they were the only ones besides me there.

"Let her be alone, give her some time." I heard the pastor whisper to my mother. They made their way out, with my mother still weeping.

I shakily stood, then made my way out of the old wooden pew. Clare swiftly walked up the aisle, her black dress dragging behind her. She was getting closer to him, the dress started to suffocate her. Her breaths became shallow; she needed to get out of here, to be free from all this sadness.

She stopped in her tracks, when she could see the wooden casket in front of her. She looked at her father's face, it was relaxed. His face had shown no sign of pain, illness, or dark circles under his eyes.

Her father was dead, he was never coming back. Her father was cold and gone. Clare was utterly alone, one of the closest person to her was gone. Once Clare leaves this spot, he will be buried, and this was the last time she will see his face. Now her last memory of him won't be all happy with him and a smile on his face. No, my last memory of him will be this…him all lifeless. He will be buried in the cold hard ground, not where he should be, he didn't deserve it.

Clare clutched her dress, not able to stop the tears that were forming. She could feel the tears make its way down her cheeks, her mouth was open to help her breathe because it was all becoming too much to handle, she could taste the salty tears on her lips as she licked them from being so dry.

She peered over her father, a tear fell from her an onto her father's cheek. Clare whimpered from the sight.

"Why did this have to happen to you." She choked out, which soon turned into sobs. She then knelt down and did what she always did, she prayed. She prayed that her father would go to a place, a happy place, his own paradise, just for him.

She soon sat down, bringing her knees to her chest, quietly sobbing to herself.

The lights from the windows made its way to her, her eyes were closed and they turned pink from the light that hit her face. She opened her eyes, and something in her heart told her it was all going to be alright. It was a warm, numb feeling that spread throughout her body, calming her. She took it as a sign, so she got up out of her place. She turned around, gave her father a kiss on the cheek.

She made her way down the aisle, not looking back, but moving forward. She opened the doors to the church, she was starting fresh, in her heart her father wasn't dead, and her father will always be with her. She took everything he has taught her, and walked out those doors, into her new life. Her life, were she needed to grow up and face reality.

Eli let me silently cry to myself, as he rested me against his chest. Clare sat up higher, her head in the croak of his neck, while Eli's thumb kept wiping the tears off her face.

"Clare?" he whispered into my ear. I turned and rest my back against him, now facing the grave, while he raped his arms around my waist, placing his cheek on the side of my head.

"This is my father's grave." I stated.

"Why did you bring me here?" I gulped, shrugging my shoulders.

"My father would have wanted to meet you."

"I bet he was a wonderful man." I smiled sadly.

"He was."

"I'm sorry this had to happen to you Clare." I nodded, his arms trialed from my shoulder, down my arm, making me shiver. His finger's leaving trails of fire as they made patterns on my arm. My heart started to beat faster, making me squirm.

"Eli?" I asked, for him to stop.

"Yes" but he didn't, he grabbed my hand, playing with my fingers, he brought it up to his lips, kissing the tips of them. "You wanted to ask me something?" he huskily asked, snapping me back to reality.

"Why don't you and Adam look alike." I asked because it was something that has been bugging me ever since Adam said they were brothers. Eli stopped, my hand dropping from his grip, I heard him sigh.

"We aren't blood related." He simply said, I crinkled my brow; I turned around sitting with my legs crossed in front of him.

"I don't understand." Eli sucked in a breath, and then slowly let it out.

"My parent went into town one day, it was an emergency, and the town folk kept saying a boy was stealing from all of them, it became so bad that my dad had to step in. They caught the boy, and my father talked to him alone, asked why he had to steal. But he wouldn't budge, he didn't say a word. So my father brought him back to the castle, people put up signs up all over town, asking if anyone was missing a child. Then weeks went but, nobody came. But by that time, we grew so attached to him; he really is a fine fellow. My parent ended up loving him, wanting to keep him, so we adopted him." I smiled, Adam was handsome. I knew what Eli was feeling when he talked about Adam, because I only talked to him once and I love him. He had such kind eyes when I talked to him; he was just generally a nice boy.

"What was your childhood like?" I asked, he raised his brow.

"Hmm, Well I mostly stayed in my room, reading and writing, nothing interesting."

"So living in a Castle is not what it's made out to be huh?"

"Not at all, I actually envy you." He chuckled. I smirked, looked at my father's grave then back up at him. I stood up, and he looked up at me in confusion. I stuck out my hand; he took it and stood up with me.

"I really don't think I want to stay at a grave all night." I stated.

"So where do you want to go to now, blue eyes." He asked while raping his arm around my shoulder, kissing my cheek.

"A place I liked to go when I was younger, it's beautiful." I smiled widely at him. While we walked away, I turned my head to the side and whispered so quietly, Eli couldn't hear. "Goodnight daddy."

Toooo be continued….

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Well, I hope you review ;) And I hope I get as many reviews as last time..'

Because trust me…I NEED them! After seeing those HORRIBLE promo's my Eclare heart is breaking and its Extremely hard to write... :( So maybe some good news to cheer me up in the reviews…maybe ur thoughts and predictions… I love those...hehe. Sorry for taking so long..writers block sucks.

Okay, on with what story I'm going to do.

I will maybe be doing a tragic story, but no promises…lol

I honestly don't know what story I will end up doing, I have a lot more idea then just those, so I just decided I will surprise you.

I also have a story I had wrote to a lady, she publishing her first book, and she wanted to see my writing skills so I wrote her a story, but of course I couldn't use Eli and Clare so I had to come up with different names…and well now I'm kind of done with that story, so I decided I could change the names in it to Eli and Clare and make it a fanfic…sooo? Would u like me to post it? You will have to see when I post to know what it's about, but I promise u won't be disappointed. It's very different from everything I've written. But u would like it

WELL YOU KNOW WHAT? I don't know what I will end up writing, I will surprise you.

So SORRY for rambling, just had to let u know these things…anyways.

Cake...Jake...Emogen! Whatever the HELL is going to happen. Let's pretend that Eclare are still together and they are sitting on their bench reading Eli's horror story…the end.

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