I stayed and talked to Fitz for awhile. I guess we were cool now. He promised to stop the harassment. I promised that I would stop purposely getting him in trouble. We were good now.

When I left the graveyard I walked around aimlessly. I had no place to go. I had no place I wanted to go. Adam was most likely with Clare..Clare hated me...

Finally I just decided to get in Morty and go home. The drive wasn't all that long. I parked easily and made my way inside. I heard voices coming from the living room and went to see who was here. I stopped dead in my tracks when I got there.

There she was. Pretty blue eyes and everything. She was just sitting on my couch, drinking tea with my mom. I stared a few more seconds before shaking my head and stepping towards them. Clare smiled at me sadly. My mom gave me a warning look.

"Eli, your friend came to talk to you." My mom said. Clare stood slowly, nervously. "Take her to your room."

I led Clare to my room so very confused. I didn't have any idea why she was here. I didn't know what she wanted. Was she going to...no that's stupid...but what it?

We got to my room and I closed the door behind us.

"Eli. I'm sorry I had nowhere else to go." she broke down crying then.

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused. She kept crying and I struggled to comprehend what she was saying.

"My parents...so mad... I tried to stop it...dad...hit..." was all I understood.

"Your dad hit you?" I asked slowly. She nodded. He wouldn't dare lay a hand on her! I let out a sort of growl uncontrollably. "I'll kill him." I left the room, slamming the door behind me and running out the front door. She ran after me. No time for Morty.. I ran to her house, she tried keeping up but she was rather slower.

I made it to her house in a matter of minutes and began violently knocking on the door. Her dad opened and the hatred that shot through me was so intense that it made me sway a little. He looked at me confused. My glare hardened. He. Hit. Clare.

"What the FUCK if your problem man?" I screamed venomously.

"Watch your language young man.." he was trying to remain calm.

"No!You watch where you put your FUCKING hands!" something clicked in his eyes then. He glared back at me just as I had been glaring at him.

"I didn't put my hands anywhere they don't belong."

"They don't belong on Clare! Why don't you hit someone that can FUCKING hit you the FUCK back? Because your afraid! Your afraid that if you hit someone that has the power to hit back, your backwards crooked holy self will get your mother fucking ass beat!"

"Young man do not talk to me like that. And I am not afraid." how did he have such self control?

"Then prove it!" I screamed. He was tensing up, trying not to hit me. I saw the glint of hatred in his eye. His fist curled into balls. He wanted it so bad. "Hit me! Fucking do it. Come on, just do it. Since you can go hitting on your daughter and god fucking know who else. HIT ME!" I nudged him. "Do it! Be a man. Hit a man!"

"Eli stop it!" Clare screeched from behind me. "Just stop it! Your being stupid!" I looked at her, and the tears threatening to spill.

"Clare Diana Edwards get in the house!" Mr. Edwards yelled at her. She walked up the steps and he grabbed her violently, throwing her inside. That was my breaking point.

I pulled him out the door, and punched him so hard he fell down the steps. He was healthy for an old man though, and got up easily. That's when he went to hit me back. It was just a series of throwing fist and throwing each other around from there. Some neighbors came out to watch. Clare was screaming at the top of her lungs for it to stop. I just couldn't help it though. I wanted to cause him horrible pain. I wanted him to BEG for mercy.

After he had thrown me at a trashcan, and I had gotten up. I saw an elderly man on the phone, talking furiously. He looked like he was having and urgent phone call.. then I heard cops. The cops? Shit! Well... Mr. Edwards was going to jail to then...

So we continued to just hit each other continuously until two police men pulled us apart. Clare looked at me saddened. Then she ran down to me and the cop.

"Clare, go back to my house. Tell my parent's what happened. Okay? Can you do that?" I asked her as the cop pushed me against the car to handcuff me.

"I.. I can Eli. I'll go get your dad." She then took off running towards my house. The cop put me in the police car and I sighed heavily. Great... fucking police...