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Clare's POV

"Zig. What are you doing?" Katie asked from where she sat next to me on the bed.

"I want to see how long it takes me before I pass out from this." He spoke confidently. He was currently sitting in my desk chair, spinning it around as fast as he could.

"You are such a child sometimes, Zig." Katie laughed.

"I'll have you know that I am older than you." He retorted, not stopping what he was doing.

"No you're not." She argued back.

"Prove it. Were you there at my birth? Because I was. You'd think I'd know when I was born." He continued.

"Too bad you aren't good at math. Or history." She teased. I heard a knock on the door as they were teasing each other.

"That better not be the RA or I will kill you personally." I warned Zig, getting off the bed to answer it.

"Always picking on the little guy." Zig sighed, shaking his head.

"Emphasis on little." I retorted opening the door.

"Ouch. Way to kick me when I'm down, Edwards." I had already lost all conscious thought after seeing who was standing on the other side of my dorm door.

"Edwards? That was my thing. Trying to replace me already?" Eli stated, standing with his hands in his back pockets.

"Huh." I exhaled, not sure how to react. "Umm. Not exactly." I glanced over his shoulder, because I couldn't stand looking into his eyes. It was too intimidating, and he had only been there for a few seconds.

"Are you going to introduce us to your friend, Clare?" Katie asked from behind me. I snapped out of my thought process, to turn to them.

"Katie, Zig. This is Eli. Eli. This is Katie and Zig." I explained gesturing to everyone. I saw recognition on Katie's face that she knew who he was. Zig didn't know, and at the moment I was going to keep it that way.

"Come on Zig. Let's go. They obviously want to catch up." Katie said standing up.

"Well then, why doesn't she say it herself?" He asked, making himself more comfortable in the chair. Katie came up to him and grabbed his arm.

"No can do, Lover boy. Let's go." She pulled him out the door, as Eli and I stood off to the side to let them pass. I gestured to Eli to come in, so I could shut the door once they left.

"So he's territorial, isn't he?" Eli stated, glancing around my room.

"What are you doing here, Eli?" I asked, exhaling.

"I could ask you the same question." He muttered.

"Eli. I don't want to play games." I sighed.

"That's funny. Coming from you." He retorted.

"Eli." I sighed again, pinching my nose. "Please don't."

"Don't? Don't what, Clare?" He asked. "Don't speak? Don't think? Don't say what has been bugging me for almost two years? Don't what?"

"What do you want from me? An apology? Is that it? Because if so, then I'm sorry, Eli. Okay? I'm sorry." I said, getting frustrated.

"I don't want some half-assed apology. Especially one that you don't mean. Not after everything." He spoke, raising his voice a little.

"I do mean it, Eli. Even if you don't want to accept it, I mean it." I argued.

"How can I believe that? How can I believe anything that you are saying?" He snapped. "I can't trust anything you say! Clearly you have moved on from Adam and I. You have new friends and a new boyfriend. I'm glad your life is working out for you."

"What Zig and I have, is none of your business." I retorted. "And what about Imogen? Aren't you dating her?"

"You left. Am I supposed to wait forever for you to come back? Because I already dedicated a year, I don't think I should make it two." He growled.

"That's not fair!" I said.

"What's not fair? The fact that I did everything for you? Or the fact that you left? Without so much as a goodbye?" He sneered.

"I said goodbye." I argued.

"Bumping into each other accidentally, doesn't count. You wouldn't have said goodbye otherwise."

He wasn't wrong. I had contemplated for days on whether or not to actually tell him, when we ran into each other.

"You're right." I sighed, looking down at the ground.

"What?" He was clearly not expecting me to agree.

"I said, you're right. I wasn't sure how to tell you that I was leaving, so I was putting it off. I was even considering not saying anything, thinking that a clean break would be better for both of us." I explained.

"A clean break would just be an excuse and you know it." He sighed, turning and glancing around the room.

"I know. I know that now. That's why I was reaching out to Adam. I felt bad. I know now that what I did, wasn't the way to handle things. It was just what I needed to cope with everything. But I should have explained everything. Especially to you. You deserved better than that." I said.

"That's a start." He exhaled, still not looking at me but not as angry as before.

"I'm sorry for everything I did to you. It wasn't fair. All the pain I caused you." I stated. He finally looked up at me at that point.

"I don't blame you, Clare. I would like to, but honestly, what I went through wasn't your fault. You were simply the catalyst, but if it wasn't you it would've be someone or something else. Asher is really the reason." I looked down and shifted on my feet, feeling extremely uncomfortable talking about this subject. "Clare. That place did something to me, us, and just because you clearly don't like to talk about it, doesn't mean it didn't happen. Everything that happened there is the reason I have issues, but it is also the reason I am alive. I am heartbroken over everything it stole from me, but at the same time, I will be grateful knowing that if the events didn't play out like they did, I wouldn't have met Adam and I wouldn't have met you. I don't regret anything between us. I regret how we ended but that's it. Because I know without that place, I wouldn't have met you. And that kills me to say that. But it's the truth."

"I don't know what you want me to say to that." I said, looking down again. I couldn't deal with Asher or that place. I don't think about any of it willingly anymore. I refuse to. It just complicates things more than necessary.

"You don't have to say anything, Clare. It was something that I needed to say, and you needed to hear." He explained, glancing around the room again.

"So what happens now?" I asked, after he didn't respond for a few moments, confused. "Where do we go from here?"

"I, honestly, don't know. I think, I need some time. To process." He stated, heading to the door.

"Okay." I replied. He glanced back at me briefly, before opening the door and walking out. After the door shut behind him, I sunk onto my bed, trying to process myself. After months of trying to forget him, and there he was seconds ago in my college dorm room. I needed to blow off steam. I needed to forget.

I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Zig's number.

"Hey?" He answered immediately. "Everything okay? Need me to kill anyone for you?"

"That's funny. No. I was just wondering if you wanted to meet up?" I said.

"Sure. Anywhere in particular?" He asked.

"Why don't I come to you?" I offered.

"Sure. I'm at my dorm." He replied.

"Okay. I'll be there soon." I hung up and grabbed what I needed from my room before leaving. I headed over to his dorm quickly. He didn't live too far from me, so I made it there pretty quickly. I knocked on the door, and he answered it after a few moments.

"Hey-" I cut him off, throwing myself at him.

Our lips attached, as I swung the door closed behind me and we stumbled towards his bed. I pushed him backwards onto it, while he was still stunned and climbed on top of him. Clothes started coming off quickly. It began with his, but that was probably because I did catch him off guard. Once he caught up, my clothes started to disappear. Eventually he turned us over, so he was hovering over me. But when I realized what we were going to do, and I opened my eyes to truly look at him, I was expecting to see Eli. And it wasn't him. A wave of guilt came over me, upon realizing what I was going to do, and I immediately stopped him.

"I'm sorry. I don't think I can do this anymore." I spoke up pulling away from him. I broke all contact and moved over to the edge of the bed, pulling my knees up to my chest for modesty.

"Do what?" Zig asked confused, sitting down and facing me.

"This. Us. I wouldn't be having sex with you for the right reasons and I don't think that it would be a good idea." I sighed, resting my arms on my knees.

"It's about him, isn't it?" He asked.

"Yeah." I sighed again. "I'm not over him. And sleeping with you, would be a mistake for me, because doing that would just make me more messed up. No offense."

"None taken." He smirked.

"Do you think we can still be friends?" I asked.

"I don't see why not. We were keeping things just casual anyways." He smirked again.

"Thanks, Zig." I smiled. I stood up off the bed, and started grabbing my clothes. "I think I should get back to my dorm. I have a project to work on."

"Okay." He nodded, in understanding.

"I'll see you later." I said, as I finished getting dressed.

"Okay." He repeated.

I left without a second glance, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. I felt awful for breaking it off with Zig, I knew we were just casual, but I also knew that he was a good friend now, and I didn't want to hurt him. I hurried back to my dorm, and thankfully didn't run into anyone I knew.

I went to bed shortly after, hoping to erase today out of my memory. But come tomorrow, I would begin to realize that you can never truly erase anything out of your memory for good.