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Magic Eli

CLARE

"You're not wearing a pair of jeans, a tank top and converse on a date. It's been over a year since Fitz, and you tell me you like this guy, which means you need to dress to impress," Bianca started to rip off my pants, pulling my tank top over my head as I struggled, trying not to curse her out in the process.

"Now, I bought this over here...one, because I knew you're going to try to get away with just simple, meanwhile you need to get this guy wrapped around your finger. You kind of already do, considering he punched you in the face and then bought you a pity tattoo, plus a date, but I feel he means well," my friend smiled at me, as she helped me put on the tight blue dress that matched my eyes.

She sighed, "It's a bit long on you...considering I'm taller than you, but I can work with this."

I watched as she clicked her heels, coming closer to me with a pair of scissors, snapping them anxiously at my dress. She began to cut, and continued to cut, for what seemed like hours.

My eyes were closed the entire time, until Bianca faced me in the direction of the mirror, and said, "You look gorgeous Edwards."

"Really?"

When my slightly blurred vision cleared (from clenching my eyes too tightly), my jaw dropped as I exclaimed, "Bianca you're a fashion genius! I love it!"

"No problem butter balls. Now don't forget, he'll be here in about twenty minutes. You know the rules on first dates, right?" I nodded, rephrasing them, "One, no foot jobs underneath the table. Two, no fucking unless you want to. Three, use a condom, protect his willy. Four, have..."

I couldn't finish the sentence, knowing I haven't had much of it in awhile.

Bianca placed her hands on my shoulders, forcing her to look into her eyes, "Rule number four, have fun."


ELI

"Just...about...right," Jake pushed my tie up around my neck, and slapped the side of my head gently, "You're all ready to go. Now, here's the flowers you asked me to pick up, and the chocolates."

Jake handed me the chocolate and roses, as I handed him the money I owed him. I nervously looked in the mirror, a part of me anxious to leave, but a part of me was anxious to stay, knowing I'd do something to fuck this up.

"Eli, you'll be okay. Clare's a good person, she's not there to judge," Jake reassured, as he handed me my bottle of pills, "Take one, just incase you feel a little off."

"No, I want to do this date pill-free. I'm not going to drug myself up on these meds and not even be able to remember this. She's special, she's special and I don't know why, but I'm not going to poison myself with these tonight," I pushed Jake's hand away, grabbing the doorknob.

When my body was nearly halfway out the door, he asked, his voice sharp as nails on a chalkboard, "Do you want to punch her in the face again?"

"What?"

"You heard me right Eli. Do you want to risk Clare getting hurt again?" his eyes were glaring into mine, and I chuckled underneath my breath, pulling the door open, "She knows what she's got herself into, and I'm going to show her what that is-no strings attatched."


CLARE

"You look like a dirty, fucking tramp in that dress! Take it off now, and put a turtle neck on with those jeans I bought you yesterday," Fitz growled at me, pushing me into our bedroom.

Tears streamed down my face, as I looked at my broken reflection in the mirror.

I traced my fingers over the mirror, and whispered, "I-I just wanted to impress him...not make him angry."

"Let's go Clare! I don't have all fucking day for your slow, fat ass!" I jumped at the sound of his voice, always having the power to send me into a panicked state. Tonight was supposed to be a nice, fun, special night out.

It was our one year anniversary.

"What are you still doing with the dress on? Let's go!" He screamed loudly, ripping the zipper on the dress I bought with my own, hard earned money. Directly after Fitz snapped the zipper open, it flung into the mirror, cracking it, as he growled, "And now you broke the goddamn mirror! I swear Clare, you're on a fucking roll today."

"But...the reflection was already broken."

My heart raced nervously as Eli continued to stare at me, while his adam's apple bobbed to the occasion. I was waiting for the moment when he'd lash out on me, call me names, and tell me to change. But instead of my assumption coming true, he pushed a boquet of roses towards my body, and chocolates, "Y-Y-You look stunning. H-Here, I bought you some flowers, I hope you like them."

"They're beautiful," I commented, taking in the scent, as I rested them on my kitchen table in a vase.

Fitz never let me have flowers of any kind in the apartment, because he said it brought bugs and maggots in. But now that I live in my own place, I can do whatever the hell I want, and besides, insects of any kind are welcome here.

"Ready to go?" He asked, his eyes narrowing in on me.

"If you're, then I am."


"You're such a bad liar! No way would Jake ever eat a plate of moving cockroaches, it's just not true!" I commanded, throwing my head back and swigging down another shot.

The past two hours, Eli and I have been talking non-stop, just going on and on about nothing in particular. Whatever popped up in the coversation popped up, and we'd ride happily with it. I'd have to say that this was the best night of my life, without a doubt. I didn't have to work, or wait on impatient people; I could just have fun without any guilty thoughts.

"The dude is crazy when he's drunk Clare. He'll do practically anything you tell him to!" Eli smiled, and I nearly fainted upon the simple action. Eli's smile was boosting my ego, because Fitz never smiled around me, only when he was on top of me and hurting me.

Pain-that's when he would smile, when he caused me pain.

"Do you like dancing?" Eli screamed over the blarring music, and I shook my head, "Not much of a dancer. Unlike you, I don't have any experience and I really don't like to...to do it."

"That's okay, how about that walk in the park I promised you?" Eli asked, holding out his hand, a smirk on his face. I glanced at his outstretched hand, and glimmering eyes.

"O-okay, a walk sounds good. I need the air anyways."

At that moment, when our hands interlocked, and he dragged me out of the bar, I knew, that their was no turning back...I was falling for him.

And I also knew, that at a time like this, I shouldn't be following my heart.

END OF CHAPTER 9


Short, I know. The next update will be longer, I promise! It'll be "Part 2" of the date ;) Then you'll find out the tattoos!

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