This was it.

I was going to find out why Elijah Goldsworthy hates my guts. And I was going to find it out now.

I knocked at Adam's door, feeling a shiver running down my spine as I did so. My stomach was in knots.

The door swung open and I held my breath for a second.

"Clare!" Mrs. Torres smiled warmly at me.

"Hello, Mrs. Torres," I smiled back, despite the lump that was forming in my throat. "May I speak with Adam?"

"Of course! Come in!" She stepped aside, letting me in. I gulped.

"Clare, hey!" Adam greeted me with a big warm hug, as soon as he had opened the door to his room and saw my figure standing behind it.

I hugged him back, giving a tiny squeeze before we let go of each other. Then, without any warning; "Why does he hate me so much?" I wondered, already in tears.

"Clare." Adam held so much pain in his voice, as he said my name. His face was mirroring his tone.

"Please, Adam - tell me! Just tell me!" I begged, my voice drowned in sobs. "What did I do to make him hate me to death?"

"Calm down," Adam said. And I could tell how helplessly he must've felt. "Why do you get so worked up about him? I-it's just Eli!" He tried to joke, make me laugh, but even he himself looked like he was about to cry at my sight.

"Adam." I said a bit sternly, wiping the tears forcefully away with my sleeves. I was done being clueless! I wanted answers. Immediately.

"Okay," He spoke after a little while of just blinking at me. "Okay, do you know where Eli is right now?"

I shook my head, wondering where he was going with this.

"Wait." He said and walked over to his desk, scribbling something down on a piece of paper. Before I could walk up and look over his shoulder, he had already turned back around to me and handed me the piece of paper. "Go there. Eli's there. If you confront him there, he will tell you the reason for it - I'm sure." Adam spoke, as I looked astonished at the piece of paper in my hand. "But this.. This is the address of a graveyard.." I stuttered, feeling cold.

I looked up. Adam nodded merely at me.

Instead of getting answers, I had more questions. I felt completely anxious - how could I have anything to do with a graveyard that Eli visits? How could I have anything to do with his past? I barely knew him.

Gosh, I hated this sad place. Just names and a few words written into these stones - they could never live up to those actual people and the lives they lived, the dreams they had dreamed, the tears they had cried and the smiles they had cracked..

I was walking through the little graveyard until I saw Eli standing there at a pretty grave. A tree was hanging above it, like it was watching over the grave. And it was covered with beautiful flowers.

And Eli.. He was just standing there. Not even looking at it, but rather just into space.

"Shit." I muttered. Every fiber of my being told me to get away. I couldn't feel my body anymore.

Run, run, run!

"Eli?"

Shit! Shit! Shit!

He turned around and I swear I was near to fainting. Eli would definitely kill me for meeting me here.

"You?" He breathed out with the saddest expression. "Why would you come to her grave? It's a little too late, don't you think?" His sadness had turned into pure hatred from one split second to the other, and it scared me out of my mind. His expression looked like he had bitten into something rotten.

Her grave? Who's grave? Why - My eyes went big as I had read the name on the stone. My heart just stopped right there. Julia Morrison

"I-it's n-n-not he-er. It c-can't be her, r-right?" I stuttered, feeling emotional numbness spreading through my body.

"She was your best friend - how could you leave her alone and make her feel so lonely, you insignificant, selfish, worthless piece of shit?"

"Is she dead?" I asked emotionlessly, certain that this was all just a nightmare.

"YOU DIDN'T EVEN TRY TO STAY IN TOUCH WITH HER AFTER SHE WENT TO A MENTAL HOSPITAL! YOU WERE HER ONLY FRIEND AND YOU DIDN'T GIVE A RATS-ASS ABOUT HOW SHE WAS COPING WITH HER DEPRESSION! AND NOW SHE'S DEAD AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW - HOW DARE YOU TO COME HERE? LEAVE HER ALONE! LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE! YOU MEANT SO MUCH TO HER - SHE'D ALWAYS TALK ABOUT HER BEST FRIEND CLARE EDWARDS, WHEN I WOULD VISIT HER THERE - I HATE YOUR FUCKING NAME SO MUCH! BUT YOU'RE NOT EVEN WORTH BREATHING THE SAME AIR SHE USED TO BREATHE! ROTT IN HELL!"

He was yelling at me. He was yelling his heart out, for whole Canada to hear but I could do nothing. His voice didn't quite reach me. I stared into space - my mind was a hole.

She was dead.

You've lost your charm, lost that glow
It's safe to say you lost control
And you just can't go back to the days before the dark side
Pretend to hear, pretend you care

Find someone
Who's just like you, yeah just as numb
But it won't change the fact you're still lonely on the inside

A/N: This was the chapter everyone was waiting for! :) But it's just the beginning - there's much more to come

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