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Ch. 25 Everybody's Green Cause I'm the one Who Won Your Love

(CLARE)

"I do not have time for nor am I in the mood for your crazy stuff Eli now let me go," I demand ripping my arm away from him.

"Here to watch your imbecilic, creep of a jock boyfriend or were you just going to have sex in the stands with your sadistic lover?" Eli asks and his voice is so full of anger and jealousy it makes the words sound heavy as they leave his mouth.

"That's funny you calling Owen a creep when you gave me this," I say pointing to the bandage on my cheek, "and you almost raped me! Stay away from me Eli we are done and I want nothing more to do with you," I snarl trying to walk away but he grabs my arm again pulling me into what looks like a utility or electrical room. "Eli we're through, get that through your thick crazy skull! I don't want you to touch me ever again," I seethe at him.

"You don't mean that Clare, what we had was epic and you never really seem to stay away from anyone you break up with. You said you hated K.C. and never wanted to see him again but you didn't mean it. You said you were done with Jake when he became your stepbrother but you let him into your room and worst of all you were cheating on me with that cretin Dallas and probably Owen and Asher as wel…" Eli doesn't get any farther as I slap him as hard as I can, it echoes in the room and he flinches back a bit.

"You psychotic jealous moron you don't know anything! K.C. is my friend and that's all he is now! Jake attacked me, more than once and so did Asher! The only thing Owen ever did while we were together is be my angel, he was my rock, the one person I could turn to and talk to. In so many ways he was the only thing that got me through and kept me from running. We kissed, once, one small spur of the moment kiss that Jake saw and decided he could attack me! You have no fucking clue what went on last summer or how extremely complicated things are with me and Mike so you have no right to judge and you stay the hell away from me," I spit at him turning to go and Eli grabs me again. I push him away and walk out of the room but he follows me.

"You cheated on me you slut, cheated on me and lied and wore that damn ring on your finger for too long! That lie of silver around your finger that was supposed to mean you're pure. That's a laugh Dallas tainted you so easily I think you like it. I think you love being the slut of the school, being used and abused and treated like the shit that you are," Eli spits at me with venomous words and I slap him across the face as hard as I can but he only smirks.

"Hey stay away from her," Tris snaps appearing suddenly and pushing Eli away from me.

"Stay out of this jock Jr.," Eli says taking a swing at Tris and Eli gets him on the jaw making Tris falter a little.

"Eli leave him alone, what the hell do you want?" I question in an angry tone pulling Tris back a little and he gets out his phone sending a text to someone.

"So many things Clare, I want so many things from you and I'm not the only one. You're amazing popular, if I'd known what a kinky little slut you are I would have had you in my bed months ago or at least chained to it," Eli hisses with words filled with a venomous hate and they sting.

"You don't know anything Eli, the things I did with Mike are none of your business and you know nothing about them. Don't think for a second that I would have done any of those things with you!" I spit back at him.

"If I chain you to my bed you won't have much of a choice will you?" He replies with an evil smirk.

I'm a little too stunned to speak but Eli's shoulder is gripped, he's spun around and punched hard by Adam. Hard enough that Eli goes falling to the floor and we attract the attention of a couple of security guards.

"What is going on here?" One of the guards asks.

"My ex here was harassing me and my friends were telling him to stay away," I reply.

"Alright you come with us," one of the guards says picking Eli up by his shirt.

"Are you okay Tris?" I ask turning to him when Eli is being led away by the guards.

"Yeah I'm alright, trust me I've had worse, can't wait to tell Owen what he did though," Tris smiles, "I should get back to Maya see you at home Clare."

"Are you okay?" Adam asks me when Tris is gone.

"Other than a desperate need to pee yeah I think so," I reply.

"You want me to wait?" Adam offers.

"No one psycho's already been lying in wait there can't be two of them," I respond and Adam gives me a dubious look with a cocked eyebrow.

"Yeah at last count you were also having problems with your mom, Jake, Asher and Luke I'm not taking the chance," Adam responds, "and why are you sitting with Dallas?"

"Mike's suspended from the game and convinced the coach it would be better for him to watch from the audience which is when he got me my ticket. There isn't much he can do in arena full of people it'll be okay. My mom and Jake are not at the hockey game, Asher wouldn't be stupid enough to appear somewhere public and Luke is playing in the game. I'll be okay Adam," I affirm.

"Fine but if I don't see you back in your seat in five minutes I'm sending out a search party," Adam tells me.

I smile, kiss his cheek and finally make it to the washroom then make it back to my seat and wave to Adam.

"You were gone a long time, I was starting to think you'd run out on me and your boys been looking for you," Mike tells me nodding to Owen in the players box and putting his arm around the back of my chair.

Owen looks pissed, his eyebrows drawn together and his mouth in a thin straight line. I blow him a kiss and mouth the words I love you to him and he relaxes a little but I know he doesn't trust Mike. I'm sure Owen's wondering why I'm sitting with Mike but it's not something I can explain while he's in the middle of a game.

"Number 14 Jack Donavon is being taken out and number 22 Owen Milligan is going in," the announcer says and I whistle and cheer for the man that I love. Loud enough that he hears me skating backwards on the ice to blow me a kiss.

"I didn't know you got so hot over hockey, I don't remember you getting so hot over hockey when we were together," Mike responds as I watch Owen take his place on the ice.

"First of all we were never actually together, secondly I never say you play hockey while I was in Guelph and lastly I never got that hot over you," I rebuff him.

"That's not what I remember," Mike says leaning over to me a little, his arm goes around my shoulders and he leans over lightly kissing my jaw.

I'd like to say that I told him to go to hell and pushed him away but I can't. As in love with Owen as I am Mike still has that effect on me, it might not be as strong as it once was but he still has that effect on me. My stomach muscles tighten just slightly, my breath hitches and the tickle builds between my legs. I bite my lip trying to focus on Owen as they start playing again, Mike's lips touch down on my cheek again and I'm pretty sure that Owen sees it when he slams into another player, skates really fast and slams into another player.

"Jealousy seems to motivate your boyfriend into a better player, too bad there's so many people here or we could really make him jealous," Mike remarks.

"Mike I want to watch Owen," I tell him. It was sort of a no, of course the words no and stop didn't actually leave my mouth but it's about the best I can do around Mike.

"You are watching him and he's watching us," Mike points out.

"So this was your plan? Sit with me and make Owen mad with jealousy? I thought you two were working together?" I question just as Owen knocks another player out of the way clearing a path for Cam to score a goal. I jump up screaming for Owen and cheering.

"We are working together," Mike says when I sit back down, "to hurt Asher. Doesn't mean I won't keep trying to get you from him. Asher has become a major problem and needs to be dealt with so we'll deal with him," Mike shrugs.

"We have to add Eli to that list," I reply jumping up again when Owen scores a goal.

We're now ahead 2-0 and it's the end of the first period, I jump up whistling, cheering and clapping for Owen. The players return to their benches, I blow a kiss to Owen and he returns the kiss.

"You know I love when your breasts bounce like that, I should have had you jump more often," Mike says as I sit down again and I scowl at him. "What did Eli do?" Mike asks while the coach is talking to Owen and the other players.

"He showed up here and accosted me when I went to the washroom. He was jealous and up to something," I reply.

"I told him to stay the hell away from you, don't worry we'll take care of him," Mike says.

"Good now go watch the rest of the game with your team," I tell him.

"Oh but I like this seat much better," Mike responds putting his arm around me again.

"Just what is the point of trying to make Owen mad with jealousy? He knows how I react to you and he doesn't blame me at all, he blames you. If all you want is to fight with Owen I'm sure he'd be all too happy to, I can't say this about many guys but Owen could actually take you," I remark.

"I bet that would turn you on too, watching me and your boy slam down. I remember getting you wetter than a broken fire hydrant one particularly muggy July afternoon. I had you tied spread eagle to my bed, melting ice cube after ice cube on your burning skin and in your molten pussy. Using my tongue to work them around inside you, the glass dildo we bought got so glacially cold in the freezer hidden under the bag of frozen peas. It slid into you so easily, warming in your blazing core, two ice cubes sitting on your nipples and clit, you had had such a loud orgasm I came just watching you," Mike says whispering it in my ear so no one else hears. As he talks the memory comes back and I feel it all, I bite my lip and start squirming slightly in my seat. I cross my legs as I get hotter and wetter, I really hope this game is over soon because I need Owen and Mike is still talking. "I love having you tied up, helpless and completely at my mercy. I know how to make you writhe in pleasure and beg, I know how to get you to scream in ecstasy. I love to see your face when you're in that threshold between pain and pleasure and one good tweak of a nipple or pinch of your flesh would send you over the edge."

I hear second period starting but I can barely open my eyes and Mike's not even really touching me. If Eli talked to me like that, or Luke, or Asher, or even Drew well not that Drew would ever talk to me that way but if anyone but Mike or Owen were talking to me this way I'd have hit them by now. Not with Mike, it's not just that even though I want to hit him my body won't listen which it won't. It's that a part of me, that part of me that was lured into his trap last summer, is enjoying this and almost aches for Mike to touch me. However my memory about Mike quickly turns to a fantasy about Owen. We're together in a room, a room that seems to have just a bed that we are lying on enraptured in each other's arms. Owen is kissing my skin and softly caressing my belly up and down, very nearly touching my clit but never quite touching it. His fingers draw shapes on my inner thighs, going toward my pussy lips but never touching it, teasing me but doing so gently. He does not have me tied or restrained in anyway but I am at the mercy of his touch, it's sweet and loving, exciting and titillating yet caring and nurturing. I bite my lip and smile, vaguely aware that a game is going on and there are other people here, I think Mike is still talking but all I can think about is getting Owen alone after the game.

Mike continues to have his arm around me for the whole game, kisses my neck or jaw a few more times, even as much as caressing up my leg. I see other kids from school watching us more than the game, oh well I seem to be the main source of fuel for the DeGrassi rumor mill anyway and I don't care what the kids say. I know who my true friends are and everyone else can think what they want. Every time Mike brings up a memory from last summer I close my eyes and fantasize about Owen, it works in keeping Mike out of my head but by the time the game is over I can't wait to be Owen's arms and I'm dying to have him take me.

We win, I jump up down cheering and screaming, blowing lots of kisses to Owen. Mike is cheering too as is most everyone else in the stands. I see Adam, Becky, Tris and Maya all cheering, the team celebrates on the ice and then goes into the locker room and I turn to Mike.

"Take me to the locker room," I tell Mike.

"Why?" Mike shrugs. If I tell him I want Owen I don't think Mike will take me but for all I went through last summer I learned enough to play Mike a little.

"Because I like the smell of hot sweaty boys," I reply and bite my lip.

"That's my dirty girl," Mike grins standing up and putting his arm around my shoulders.

"I'm not your girl Mike," I remind him as we push our way through the crowd to the door that will lead us to the corridor where the locker rooms are.

"Not now but I'll get you back, you'll be mine again as soon as Owen's out of the way you'll be mine again," Mike smirks.

That sounds terribly ominous and I'm worried about Owen and what Mike is planning but I'll deal with that later. We get through the crowd and into the corridor, I leave Mike's arm and run for the locker room. I can hear the team talking in there, congratulating each other and touting their victory. I run in, Owen's standing at his locker his skates are off and his shirt along with his upper body pads since he has a bare chest. His pants and pads are still on though but even that's still sexy in a way. I run in and jump into his arms with a giggle as I wrap my legs around his waist and steal his lips, my tongue shooting in and wrapping around his.

"Damn where's my victory kiss?" I hear Luke ask and Owen stiffens up, letting go of me with one arm to hit Luke.

"Get dressed and let's go celebrate," I tell Owen.

"I kind of need to shower first," Owen argues but I feel his muscles seize up slightly in his stomach and I know he's horny.

"Don't shower I'm just going to make you sweat again," I tell him.

"Mmm," Owen grins with a carnal glint in his eye, "how'd you get in the locker room by the way?"

"Mike brought me," I reply as Owen sets me down and he growls just slightly as he looks at Mike.

"Yeah I saw him with you for the whole game," Owen snarls at Mike.

"Owen change, I need you now," I command.

"She's forceful too, you call her mistress?" Shawn teases.

"Shut up!" Mike and Owen bark at him.

I shake my head and walk out of the locker room, leaning against the wall to wait for Owen.

(OWEN)

I watch Clare leave the locker room, along with about half the team since we're all full of testosterone and she's the only girl nearby right now.

"What were you doing with my girlfriend during the game?" I question Dallas in a hard tone as I change back into street clothes.

"Watching the game from a better vantage point and I thought my Clare could use some company," Dallas replies with a smug grin.

"She's not your Clare she's mine," I hiss pushing him against the lockers.

"You never had her the way I did, you don't know what you're missing," Dallas replies as I let him go and start getting dressed.

"I don't want her the way you had her, because you never really had all of her and you never will," I shoot back slipping my shirt on.

"Oh I'll get her back, she was quite cozy with me in the bleachers," Dallas says with a gloating tone and wicked smile.

"Yeah I saw, because when she was broken you put back the pieces and she turns mindless when she's around you. I don't want mindless Clare I want, strong, smart and witty Clare, I have her body and mind and that's something you will never have," I counter slipping my shoes on walking out of the locker room.

Clare is leaning against the wall waiting for me when I come out; she has a salacious grin on her face and gives me a scorching kiss. She takes her keys from her purse and hands them to me and we walk out to my car getting in.

"Do you have blankets in the car?" She asks me as I start the engine.

"No but if you're cold I can turn up the heater," I reply.

"No I was thinking for outside," she tells me.

"Outside?! Clare it's freezing out there and you want to have sex outside?" I inquire but get horny just at the thought.

"Between the blankets and us making our own body heat we'll be plenty warm but if you don't have blankets we might have to make love in the car," she says.

"I have an idea if you can be a little patient," I tell her as she caresses my leg through my jeans. "I don't know if I should hit Dallas or thank him for getting you this horny," I remark.

"Mmmm Mike played a part in it but it wasn't just him, I liked watching you on the ice. Every time Mike whispered in my ear about something last summer I was fantasizing about you," she tells me and I grin.

"Yeah what kind of fantasies were you having ab…wait what was Mike saying to you about last summer?" I inquire.

"Just reminding me about the things we did, you know how I react to him. Mike got a ticket for me so he could sit with you and get you angry and jealous on purpose. Forget it okay, he was trying to get under my skin and yours and all I thought about was you," she says as I pull up to a department store so we can get blankets.

"I don't like that he was with you the whole game, he's trying to get you back, he's planning something," I comment as we get out and walk into the store.

"I know, he wants last summer back but he won't have it. I'm more worried about what he might do to you in order to try and get it," she responds and I put my arm around her.

"I can handle Dallas it's not like he can have me killed to get to you," I joke but Clare looks scared. "I'm joking he's not going to kill me, we might fight but stop worrying. Come on let's go get blankets so we can go have lots of hot sex," I say a little too loudly and an older couple looks at me.

Clare and I giggle and go to the camping aisle, I get a sleeping bag and we go to the bedding and I get another blanket, one that I can keep in the car for this kind of occasion. I pay and we practically run back to the car, I drive us down to a spot I know by the ravine. It's a little off the road but in a clearing and we can see the stars. I can park close by and we walk into the clearing.

"I love it here, it's beautiful," Clare smiles.

"Not nearly as beautiful as you," I tell her kissing her cheek and I open the sleeping bag spreading it out on the grass. Clare sits on the blanket and starts instantly stripping, I grin watching her sexy naked body in the moonlight. "You really are hot tonight aren't you?" I laugh putting down the second blanket so we can put it over us.

"I spent the last eternity watching you play two periods of a hockey game while Mike talked dirty to me and I had fantasies about you," she says pretty much ripping off my Ice Hounds jacket. "Take me now," Clare asserts gripping my shirt and pulling it over my head.

Between the two of us we have my clothes off in about six seconds. Clare pulls me onto the sleeping bag and I pull the other blanket over us. I lay Clare on her back and caress my lips against her skin. Clare moans a little, her hands feeling their way down my chest and I begin trailing open mouth kisses down her torso and between her breasts. Clare's hands go into my hair combing through it and gripping it lightly. She opens her legs as I get down to her clit and suck gently. Clare moans loudly and arches her back high, I flick her clit a little more with my tongue making her moan and wiggle on the sleeping bag. Then I move down my head between her legs breathing in her sweet scent and shooting my tongue into her, swirling it around and Clare moans loudly on a deep breath. I lick her sweet clit, drinking her juices like a rejuvenating elixir. Using my thumb to rub her clit I'm able to bring her to orgasm in a few moments.

I withdraw my tongue and kiss my way back up her body, barely letting her catch her breath before I penetrate her. Gently and slow, Clare's breath hitches and she shivers but it's not from the cold. I thrust into her going slow until I'm all the way in, my lips circling her nipple and sucking gently. I don't move but she bends her legs up, I flick my tongue around her nipple, pushing it into her breast and sucking it back out again. Clare moans her body trembling gently and her hips start to buck begging for me to move and I slowly pull out again. I pull out to the head and softly nip her breast before thrusting in again; Clare arches her back moaning my name on a soft trembling breath. She grips my shoulders and moving her body with mine, faster and faster until she can barely breathe and she screams out in satisfied sexual salaciousness.

I'm not done with her yet and I keep myself from exploding with her. I slow down but don't pull out of her, waiting a moment for her to catch her breath. She takes a few deep breaths and then puts her hand at the back of my neck coupling her lips with mine. She grips my body with her thighs and turns us so that she's on top straddling me with her legs; I'm still deep inside of her. She feels incredible, and she starts moving riding me fast and hard, she sits up and arches back driving me even farther into her and eliciting a gratified grunt from me. I reach up taking her breasts in my hands and squeeze them gently. Clare leans forward a little bracing her hand on my chest and throwing her head back with ecstasy as drives us both to orgasm. Watching her pearly skin shine by the moon light, her breasts bouncing in my hands is all I can take and I explode into her crying out her name. Clare nearly collapses onto me as she screams out coming to orgasm one more time. She falls against me breathless and quivering, I pull out of her, grab the blanket pulling it over us and wrapping my arms around Clare. After catching her breath a few moments she rolls off of me lying on her back in my arms and we look up at the stars.

"That was wonderful, I wish it could always be like this," she says taking my hand and interlacing our fingers.

"Having sex under the stars?" I ask.

"Yes that too, I mean peaceful and just the two of us, no one trying to hurt you or me," she responds.

"No one is going to hurt you, not if I can help it," I assure her holding her a little tighter.

"I know it's one of the many reasons I love you," she says kissing my chest and taking a deep breath. "Eli was at the game," she tells me.

"He was what? Did he hurt you?" I ask her growling a little.

"He meant to but he didn't get the chance, Tris showed up and told Eli to leave me alone. Eli hit your brother by the way," she says and now I'm really growling and don't realize how tight I'm holding her.

"I'm going to rip his fucking head off, tear out his eyes an…" I stop when she pinches me.

"I can't breathe," she says and let go of her.

"Sorry," I apologize kissing her temple softly.

"It's okay I knew you'd be angry, I told Mike too," she says and I tense again.

"I know we're on the same side for some things but I don't like him being around you or helping. He's going to use it and say that you owe him or something. What was he telling you tonight? Did he touch more than I saw?" I ask her with an angry tone.

"Owen," she huffs starting to sit up but I take her arms.

"Don't Owen me, I know how you react to him, I know what he does to you," I argue.

"You said you understood, you said it wasn't my fault," she says in a trembling voice and I know she's near tears.

"I do and it's not but that doesn't mean I like what he does to you or how you react to him and I know that you wish you didn't do that. The point is that you do, I've seen it first hand and I worry how he can get to you. Everyone wants you Clare," I remind her. Well maybe not everyone but it sure as hell feels like it.

"But you have me, I love you" she reminds me moving to prop herself up and placing a passionate loving kiss on my lips.

"Yes I do and I love you too," I smile feeling her shiver again and this time it is the cold. "Come on let's go get some food I'm starving now," I say handing her clothes to her.

We get dressed, grab the blankets and toss them in the trunk and we get in the car. We eat at a diner and go home, Tris is sleeping at Maya's but tomorrow I'm going to see how bad Eli hurt him so I know how bad to kill Eli. Clare and I get ready for bed and go into my room getting ready for bed. We watch a movie but Clare seems far away, she barely reacts when I kiss her temple.

"What's wrong?" I ask her.

"I don't know, I just got this feeling," she tells me.

"What kind of feeling?" I question rubbing the back of her neck.

"Like this is the calm before the storm."

Update next Wednesday starting probably the next morning.