Clare
"Are you sure?' I hesitated, feeling the tears build in my eyes as I continued mopping the floor, in a languorous motion.
"I wouldn't lie to you Clare, I saw him." Lisa said again, and I knew she was telling the truth when she confessed to me that she saw Eli making out with some girl around downtown.
I shook my head and held the tears back. "That's okay. Besides, it's not like we're even together."
"Clare, that's the point, he's off town prancing around having the time of his life and you're just sitting here watching. What is it about him that makes him so special?" Lisa huffed and grabbed a cloth cleaning the dirty tables.
I couldn't tell her, that he saved me from danger, that he was the first notice me differently, that I loved him.
"I don't know." I breathed and walked back to the bucket full of water, filling up the mop with more water.
"I don't like this situation one bit, everything should be fair..."
"Says the girl that calls me in to work for her every time she decides to take the day off." I muttered.
"Very funny." Lisa grinned and walked over to me, giving me a hug.
"He's just using you...you deserve better. I know that, Flo knows that, and so do you."
I stared up into Lisa's beady eyes and gave a soft smile, before letting a tear escape.
Eli was always so distant and mysterious, there was more I wish I knew about him, but he always ignored me each time I grew that curiosity about his past. It was always the same routine with him for the past two months; he would barge into my apartment every couple of nights and use me for his pleasure, then abandon me to go off with another, but always came back.
He was so passionate, and forceful, his touch send me into a chaos full of lust, that I couldn't escape as much as I wanted to. He owned me.
"Lisa, I-"
My phone ringed and I reached in my pocket to answer it, seeing that it was a text from Eli.
Why aren't you home?
I rolled my eyes at his impatience and texted him back that I was still stuck at work.
"Speaking of the devil, I see." Lisa frowned.
"Guess so." I scoffed. Taking my anger out on the mop, to which Lisa noticed.
"Clare, are you...jealous?" Lisa asked bewildered.
Was I jealous? Of course I was, imagining Eli treat another girl the same way he treated me when we had sex was a slap in the face, repeatedly.
"I have to go now; I'm done with my shift anyways." I ignored her question and put all the materials away after shortly saying goodbye to everyone.
When I walked out the doors, I saw Eli standing at the corner of the street, waiting for me.
I ignored him, and walked right by him, acting as if I didn't see him. However, that didn't work to well once he pulled my arm and pushed me towards him.
"Finally, you're out of work." He huskily whispered and leaned in to kiss me, but I pulled away.
"What was that?" Eli gestured at my sudden repulsion.
"Where were you yesterday?" I snapped.
"What is this, some interrogation?" He sneered.
"Were you downtown with some girl?" I questioned hesitantly.
His eyes looked at mine confused, and pursed his lips into a flat line. His face went into disbelief, "Yeah, so?"
I felt my throat tighten and my stomach churn at the sound of his voice, feeling like an idiot.
"What's wrong with you?" I echoed into the empty streets.
"Me? You're the one with the problem. We're not anything, I can do whatever the fuck I want and so can you. No strings attached." He gritted through his teeth, his eyes showing a great annoyance towards me.
I remembered the deal, and felt so stupid, so idiotic, so-
I stayed quiet, averting his gaze. "I-I'm sorry. I just forget and this has been-"
"Save it Clare, this is exactly what I didn't want, if you can't handle that then-"
"Eli, I promise not to overreact like this again, forgive me?" I begged, not wanting to lose him, because at this point I realized losing him would be another huge problem in my life that would have no solution, all or nothing, that's what it was.
He sighed and placed his palm above his forehead, rubbing it into deep thought. He looked around the streets and dug his hands into his pockets, then casually shrugged his shoulders and said, "Convince me to forgive you."
I gulped at his blunt words and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
The moment when we arrived to my place, clothes were shed instantly and the area echoed with groans, moans, pants, and whimpers.
I fell asleep shortly after, only to wake up to an empty bedside. Again.
I clutched the bed sheets to my chest and began sobbing at the realization, that this was all becoming too much. History was repeating itself again, and I needed to stop it from continuing.
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"Come on, I asked you two months ago, and you said no. We both don't work tomorrow, it's perfect!" Lisa squealed, urging me to go to a club with her tonight.
"I don't have anything to wear for a club." I sighed and focused on the orders customers were hollering for.
"I do! I'll let you borrow whatever you want, not all of my clothes are skimpy." Lisa sing-songed.
I rolled my eyes at her and thought about it, "No thanks." I said.
"Really Clare, there's a bunch of cute single guys there."
"Not interested." I repeated.
"Just go for me, please, think of it as a Girl's night."
"Fine." I caved in, realizing I needed a distraction away from Eli, since he wouldn't visit me tonight.
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"I really don't think I should wear this." I gestured to the semi-revealing red dress, Lisa suggested I should wear.
"You won't wear it alone silly; a jacket goes along with it of course. You can't be serious, thinking I'd let you go out with whore couture." She muttered as she applied mascara to her eyes.
She turned around and eyed my body, "You know that dress is new, I bought it a while ago, but my boobs didn't fill it up. You my friend, compliment it very well." She chuckled.
After grabbing a leather jacket and heels, I applied my make-up. "Oh no Clare, don't go all natural on me. One of the perks of going out at night is caking up a bit the make-up."
It was true, memories of my high-school years ran through my mind. The old, dependent, rebellious, 17 year-old Clare was emerging out tonight.
"I'll see what I can do." I smiled.
After applying a bit of opal eye shadow, mascara, and red lipstick. I curled my hair to perfection, satisfied with how I looked.
"Just when I thought you couldn't get any more beautiful, geez, Clare, I'm so jealous." Lisa laughed dryly.
"You really don't think it's too much." I asked, playing with the bottom of my dress.
She paused and gazed at me for a while before opening her mouth, "I really don't see why Eli doesn't want a relationship with a girl like you. If I were a guy, I wouldn't lose sight of you. You're perfect." Lisa cooed.
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Ten minutes after we arrived, Lisa managed to find a guy to go off and dance with. I stayed at the bar sitting on a stool, trying to avoid the winks and looks from several guys.
"Bored, huh?" A sultry voice drawled.
I turned around to a face with perfectly chiseled cheeks, symmetrical nose, slightly full lips. That light highlighted the dimples peeking throughout his pearly white grin. Squinted daring blue eyes, and a clean-cut of blonde hair.
"Friend decided to leave me." I smiled back at him.
"Daniel." He extended his hand towards me and I took it happily, shaking it.
"Clare." I replied.
"That's a very pretty name." He said confidently.
I gaped at his personality, but didn't feel the emotions Eli created inside of me. But, Lisa and Flo were right; I needed to have fun too.
Eli even said so himself, I can do whatever the fuck I want.
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Eli
"Man, there are some fine girls in here." Adam's gaze followed girls flocking the club.
"Hmm?" I asked, not really paying attention to him.
"You're like out of it tonight, man. What's wrong, trouble in no-strings-attached paradise?" He nudged at me and winked at the ladies passing by.
I groaned remembering Clare's stupid jealousy last night; I really couldn't understand why she thought we had something together. It was so unbearable, so annoy-
"Hello? Earth to Eli?" Adam asked.
"Yesterday she was all complaining of how I get to be with other girls." I sneered at the memory.
"Typical." Adam chuckled and shook his head.
I took another sip of beer and avoided the stares of several girls aiming towards me.
Adam stayed quiet and checked out every girl entering the club, and his eyes bulged out for a second.
"Say Eli, if Clare were to...I don't know...hook up with some other guy, you wouldn't mind? After all, you guys are just having a fling, right?"
"She's free as a bird; I don't care what she does, as long as she doesn't bitch to me about my hookups." I laughed.
"You sure about that? Sooo you wouldn't care one bit?" He asked attentively as he squinted his eyes through the flashing lights.
"Not at all." I shrugged, knowing the possibility was impossible. I had her under my control.
"Well then, you might want to turn around and look at the blondie 'talking' to her." Adam snapped.
I became alert at the phrase he spoke and shifted my gaze to the bar at the back.
Clare.
Not only did she look ridiculously better than ever tonight, but she was also flashing the creamy skin of her thighs and cleavage through the sexiest dress I ever saw.
And then there he was, a blonde dick-head making her laugh, at an incredibly close distance. His eyes were undressing her with the body I praised, secretly.
My eyes glared at him and at her. I clenched fists, gritted my teeth, feeling the pulse within me pick up. My veins pumped at the rage, at the nonsense.
Then all hell broke loose, once I saw him lean over and whisper in her earning a smile from her, but the final straw was once I saw him kiss her. Shoving his tongue down her throat.
His hands groped her sides and she stood there, letting him touch her. My Clare.
I don't even remember shoving people away, making my way towards her, stomping and exhaling deeply at the sight.
Or even when I yelled at the guy. "You are dead, you son of a bitch!"
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