CLARE'S POV

Eli just left. He had stormed off and left me with no ride in the rain. I called Alli. She said that Sav could pick me up and take me home.

HOME. That's were I wanted to be. For the next six and a half months. I didn't know what to do. I reached out for my phone, and texted Eli.

Eli, where are you? We need to talk...

Sav and Ali finally came and drove me home.

Ali constantly asked me why I was at the doctor's and why Eli couldn't take me home.

Each time I responded the same,'Can we just not talk about this...'

Right as I was going to get out of the car, Alli aked me a question. "Clare, can I ask you a question?"

"Alli, if it has anything to do with Eli, I really wouldn't like to."

"Your pregnant aren't you?"

I started to cry all over again. "Yes. A little over ten weeks. Eli was there with me. The doctor announced it and he left. Alli, how am I suppose to go through this alone?"

"Clare. You are not alone. You have me. You have Adam. You have Fiona. You have lots of friends. Most importantly, you have Eli."

I looked at her with confusion.

"Though Eli, stormed out, he loves you. I know he does. If he loves you, he loves that little boy or girl in there. He just needs time."

"Thank you Alli." We hugged.

I got in the house and sat on the couch and cried. I saw something on the coffe table and I smiled. It was the drawn pictures of me and Eli. He had gotten them from outside that night and dried them off.

I cried even more. I cried until it was night time. I couldn't sleep, so I started to watch tv. It was soon morning and I was still watching tv, until I threw up. I then decided I was hungry. So I decided to cook breakfast. When I was cooking I heard a knock at the door. It was him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked in a whisper. Almost unable to talk from the crying.

"I think we should talk."

"OK." With that, he came in and we were both heading towards the couch.

He sat down and invited me to sit with him. I just stared. "Come and sit with me, Blue Eyes."

"No, I can't. I can't look at you. I can barely talk to you. I don't want to touch you. Right now, I don't know if I want you."

He frowned. His eyes began to water. "Blue Eyes, please don't say that."

"What do you expect me to say, Eli. You left me at the doctor's office after finding out that I was ten weeks pregnant. TEN WEEKS."

"Clare don't do this."

"Don't do what, Eli? I'm caring your child. I haven't gotten sleep since you last been here. I threw up for hours this morning. YOU weren't there to hold my hair back. YOU weren't there to put me too sleep. I was scared to sleep by myself, because I didn't want to roll on my stomach. ELI, YOU HEAR ME! I was scared to sleep. I should never be scared to sleep in my own house. You say don't do this. I can't do this. I am not capable. I can't have a baby that I only want, Eli."

"Clare..."

"I HATE YOU! You made me like this. I don't hate you for getting me pregnant. I hate you for not being with me when I needed you most. I hate that... that..." And with that I felt a sharp pain to my stomach. I tried to continue, but my eyes closed and all I saw was black.