"Where does he keep his money?" They questioned as Clare sat on a chair arms and legs roped up.

"I dont know." She responded for the billionth time. "Why would he tell me that, I was his girlfriend not his banker."

"You're such a bitch." They responded as one guy smacked her in her face. She clenched her jaw as a tear fell down her face.

I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.

Before it could continue, Clare jumped up drenched in sweat as she thought about that horrible experience. She ran her fingers through her hair as she got up to take a quick shower. She thought about alot. About the kidnappers. The situation. Eli.

Thought about forgiving him. She figured she would be awfully foolish to do so but it couldnt hurt to give him a call.

She went downstairs and grabbed the house phone. She hopped on the counter and dialed his number, placing it to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Its Clare."

"Oh my god hey, are you alright?"

"Somewhat."

"Im surprised you called."

"Yeah." She replied." I felt kind of guilty."

"About leaving?"

"Not about leaving, about leaving without a reasonable explanation."

"It was reasonable, I completely understand."

"You dont though." She replied. "You have no idea how much this whole situation scared me."

"They didnt touch you, right?"

"No but they slapped me and punched me. Spat in my face all because I wouldnt tell them where you kept your money or your bank account number."

"Im so sorry."

"Its over now." She simply responded.

"Have you thought about us?" He hesitantly asked.

"Yes."

"What exactly?"

"Why do you want to know?" She challenged.

"Because I miss you."

"And I miss you but you broke up with me."

"For the stupidest reason known to man, I know."

"You hurt me and treated me like crap recently and after what happened, I cant let you back in my life and with all the pretty girls in the acting industry, Im pretty sure you dont want me in yours."

"I do actually want you in my life, this has made me realize I could have lost you if they took it too far."

"You only want to be with me again because this happened, not because you really want to Elijah."

"What do I need to do?" He asked.

"You need to give me time. Alot of time. I already had a nightmare because of this."

"You know this isnt my fault, its not like I planned it."

"I know and Im not blaming you for that. You broke up with me, thats it. Thats what Im blaming you for and you suddenly want me because I got hurt? Thats bull."

"Well I have to go, I have a read-through but I'll call you later."

"Okay." She responded before hanging up. She heard her front door being unlocked and hopped off the counter. She saw her parents coming through and rushed to hug them.

"I missed you guys."

"Sweetie, are you okay? Oh my god, what happened?"

"Im fine now, its okay. Everything's good." She smiled.

"We're too worried to be upset with you." Randall added.

"I hope thats a good thing."

"Have you talked to your boyfriend?"

"Ex-boyfriend" She emphasized. "And yeah, I just got off the phone with him. We're still broken up but I dont know. I cant get back with his this soon."

"Its good, you need a break from him and that whole life he's brought you in." Helen enforced.

"I know." She replied. "Im hoping being away from him will both of us and help me forget everything. Im paranoid home."

"How about we discuss over dinner? We'll take quick showers, unpack our things and we'll be good. Okay?"

Clare smiled and nodded, "I love you guys, thanks for understanding." They nodded and softly kissed Clare on the cheek. Clare's phone buzzed as her parents walked upstairs. She opened the message and read it,

On set. Cant stop thinking about you

-Eli