There Is No Truth In Him - Chapter 4
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Chapter 4
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Eli was desperate to talk to Grace. It had been days since the events of his room and she was avoiding him. She was running away, she was confused. Eli had tried to get her alone to talk, but she kept ignoring him, she was hiding. And Eli was getting frustrated...he NEEDED to talk to her. Who else in this crazy household could understand him so completely? Could look into his eyes and see his soul, see the goodness past all the failures, break through the barrier of the walls he'd put up?
She was intoxicating. Grace was addictive. He needed her, he wanted her. Eli's dreams were filled with visions of Gracie and their kisses. Her sweet citrus scent, and the creamy softness of her skin, veloptuous lips sliding over his. She invaded his senses and his thoughts. Eli had never felt this way about anyone before, so completely taken, so far gone into her world. Not since Carla.....but what he had with her was so much different from what he was feeling for Grace.
He was foolish to think that he had loved her. It was infatuation and he was blinded by her ways. All his troubles began when he met her....the marijuana, running away....everything. After all that time, after she had left and not given him a second thought. Carla was still affecting him. He didn't want his life to be this. Unemployed, addicted, living in a garage, no education, no future. Grace wouldn't settle for it......she'd go off to college, meet someone smarter, someone better for her than he was and that just couldn't happen. He couldn't let her slip away with out giving whatever happened a chance. He had to change, he wanted to change these destructive ways and finally he had the motivation, someone to do it for. Grace.
Grace. Exactly what was he feeling for her? He had only really gotten to know her better because she was friends with Carla. Ok, so maybe Carla was good for something. But after that, when Rick packed them all up and moved in to Lily's, the talks they shared became more frequent and the familiarity was formed. But even still he had taken her for granted. Eli's mind drifted off to that night she showed up on his doorstep. No questions, just ushered her in. She must have been some kind of wonderful in that play, just like she was in reality. And then he thought of Mr. Dimitri, how come it took so long for him to see it, when everyone else could see how special she was right off the bat? Hell, grown men were falling in love with her. A teenager with incredible insight, a certain maturity and understanding -- an impression she gave off of knowing everything and nothing at the same time. He liked her, he really really liked her, he could love her, came the revelation. It would be easy to.
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"Hello? Is anyone home?" he heard her call from the kitchen. And then a thud, setting down books, he suspected and nearly jumped from the bed and dashed in to see her. Grace jumped, startled by his sudden appearance when the barrier of the frige door had uncovered him. And suddenly, her heart began to race. "Grace," Eli merely whispered her name. And she was afraid to look into his eyes. "I need to go," she retreated but he grasped her arm and a bolt of electricity shot through them both. "Stay." he said simply, but she couldn't move if she had wanted to. "We need to talk," he added and she nodded to scared to speak and followed him into his room. The setting of the most exhilarating night of her life. The night her heart felt the extremities of pain and pleasure.
"No one else is home," Eli broke the silence but not the tension in the air. Grace sat down on the edge of his bed, trying not to think of his lips brushing against hers. "Grace," he stated and she looked up at him. "About that night...we need to clear the air."
"I think we should both admit it was a mistake and promise to never let it happen again." she said with a such an assurance, if he hadn't known better would have broken his heart. "You and I both know that isn't possible Grace, I could feel it in your kiss.....we have something going on here....there are feelings and---" Grace let out a sigh, "Eli, please don't do this. We can't. We can't possibly be anything or carry this on....your dad and my mom."
"I know the situation, believe me. But I can't let you go. I can't pretend like what happened didn't. I'm not as good an actor as you are.I'm just as confused.....but are you seriously going to tell me, here, straight to my face.... that you don't feel anything for me." His hand reached across to her and locked her eyes with his. "Can you?"
Through watery eyes, she whispered, "No," and Eli smiled a little relieved and held onto her hands, leaning his head into hers. Her features softened as she smiled, and Eli brushed away stray tears with his thumbs. "What are we going to do?" she asked in all seriousness, although there was no certain answer. "I don't know Grace, I have no clue what to do." "We can't tell anyone about us, until we've figured out exactly what we are," She smiled as he pulled her onto the floor to join him, placing a kiss onto her palm. And then her forehead. She felt safe in that moment, when they were together and alone. She had followed her heart although her mind was screaming something else all together. It wa so like her to be unconventional, to take the uncertain path, but it felt right to be wrapped up in his arms.
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Thanks so much for all the positive comments and kind words. They are the greatest motivation for my writing. To all the other fanfic writers on the board: I am one of your greatest supporters and fans. You are all extremely talented and I love reading your E&G fanfics.
Feedback Please!! I need it, I love it!
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Chapter 4
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Eli was desperate to talk to Grace. It had been days since the events of his room and she was avoiding him. She was running away, she was confused. Eli had tried to get her alone to talk, but she kept ignoring him, she was hiding. And Eli was getting frustrated...he NEEDED to talk to her. Who else in this crazy household could understand him so completely? Could look into his eyes and see his soul, see the goodness past all the failures, break through the barrier of the walls he'd put up?
She was intoxicating. Grace was addictive. He needed her, he wanted her. Eli's dreams were filled with visions of Gracie and their kisses. Her sweet citrus scent, and the creamy softness of her skin, veloptuous lips sliding over his. She invaded his senses and his thoughts. Eli had never felt this way about anyone before, so completely taken, so far gone into her world. Not since Carla.....but what he had with her was so much different from what he was feeling for Grace.
He was foolish to think that he had loved her. It was infatuation and he was blinded by her ways. All his troubles began when he met her....the marijuana, running away....everything. After all that time, after she had left and not given him a second thought. Carla was still affecting him. He didn't want his life to be this. Unemployed, addicted, living in a garage, no education, no future. Grace wouldn't settle for it......she'd go off to college, meet someone smarter, someone better for her than he was and that just couldn't happen. He couldn't let her slip away with out giving whatever happened a chance. He had to change, he wanted to change these destructive ways and finally he had the motivation, someone to do it for. Grace.
Grace. Exactly what was he feeling for her? He had only really gotten to know her better because she was friends with Carla. Ok, so maybe Carla was good for something. But after that, when Rick packed them all up and moved in to Lily's, the talks they shared became more frequent and the familiarity was formed. But even still he had taken her for granted. Eli's mind drifted off to that night she showed up on his doorstep. No questions, just ushered her in. She must have been some kind of wonderful in that play, just like she was in reality. And then he thought of Mr. Dimitri, how come it took so long for him to see it, when everyone else could see how special she was right off the bat? Hell, grown men were falling in love with her. A teenager with incredible insight, a certain maturity and understanding -- an impression she gave off of knowing everything and nothing at the same time. He liked her, he really really liked her, he could love her, came the revelation. It would be easy to.
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"Hello? Is anyone home?" he heard her call from the kitchen. And then a thud, setting down books, he suspected and nearly jumped from the bed and dashed in to see her. Grace jumped, startled by his sudden appearance when the barrier of the frige door had uncovered him. And suddenly, her heart began to race. "Grace," Eli merely whispered her name. And she was afraid to look into his eyes. "I need to go," she retreated but he grasped her arm and a bolt of electricity shot through them both. "Stay." he said simply, but she couldn't move if she had wanted to. "We need to talk," he added and she nodded to scared to speak and followed him into his room. The setting of the most exhilarating night of her life. The night her heart felt the extremities of pain and pleasure.
"No one else is home," Eli broke the silence but not the tension in the air. Grace sat down on the edge of his bed, trying not to think of his lips brushing against hers. "Grace," he stated and she looked up at him. "About that night...we need to clear the air."
"I think we should both admit it was a mistake and promise to never let it happen again." she said with a such an assurance, if he hadn't known better would have broken his heart. "You and I both know that isn't possible Grace, I could feel it in your kiss.....we have something going on here....there are feelings and---" Grace let out a sigh, "Eli, please don't do this. We can't. We can't possibly be anything or carry this on....your dad and my mom."
"I know the situation, believe me. But I can't let you go. I can't pretend like what happened didn't. I'm not as good an actor as you are.I'm just as confused.....but are you seriously going to tell me, here, straight to my face.... that you don't feel anything for me." His hand reached across to her and locked her eyes with his. "Can you?"
Through watery eyes, she whispered, "No," and Eli smiled a little relieved and held onto her hands, leaning his head into hers. Her features softened as she smiled, and Eli brushed away stray tears with his thumbs. "What are we going to do?" she asked in all seriousness, although there was no certain answer. "I don't know Grace, I have no clue what to do." "We can't tell anyone about us, until we've figured out exactly what we are," She smiled as he pulled her onto the floor to join him, placing a kiss onto her palm. And then her forehead. She felt safe in that moment, when they were together and alone. She had followed her heart although her mind was screaming something else all together. It wa so like her to be unconventional, to take the uncertain path, but it felt right to be wrapped up in his arms.
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Thanks so much for all the positive comments and kind words. They are the greatest motivation for my writing. To all the other fanfic writers on the board: I am one of your greatest supporters and fans. You are all extremely talented and I love reading your E&G fanfics.
Feedback Please!! I need it, I love it!