Leave A Message At The Tone

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BAM! Eli's entire vibrated as he hit the floor. A pair of feet shuffled into the room.

"Goddammit Eli! What are you trying to do? Wake the whole apartment building up? You know the walls are paper thin." Adam grumbled sleepily.

Eli scrambled to pick himself off the very hard wood floor, "You think I wanted to fall off your couch?"

"You wouldn't have had to sleep there if you weren't such a green eyed monster." Adam pointed out.

Eli scowled and trudged into the bathroom, ignoring Adam as he yelled to his back, "You know it's true."

Eli locked the door to the bathroom before leaning into the sink. His green orbs eyed his appearance. He looked like shit, he decided. A pounding headache was setting in, more than likely it was from his late night binge. Eli had been horrified that he had walked out on Clare like that, but he couldn't bring himself to get past his pride. He attacked Adams storage of alcohol with a vengeance. He would now have to pay for his merciless act. A wave of nausea rolled through Eli and he proceeded to purge himself to the porcelain god.

"Maybe," He wiped the side of his mouth clean, "Maybe Clare has a point about this drinking thing."

Somehow he made it back to his make shift bed properly titled Adams couch.

"You're gonna have to talk to her soon, you know." Adam placed a bottle of water in hand

"That's if she'll let me." Eli muttered.

"This is Clare we're talking about. Of course she will."

Eli sighed, "I heard her scream at me as soon as I shut the door. She's pissed."

"Then apologize." Adam proclaimed.

"It's not that easy. What if she doesn't ever want to see to me again?"

"Well then pick up the damn phone and call her."

Eli buried his head in the couch's side, moaning inaudible words.

"Don't be a prick. Call her!"

Eli was then pelted by what felt like a metallic brick.

"Fuck you Torres."

"Love you too Goldsworthy." Adam sauntered out of the room.

Eli tossed his cell phone from his left hand to his right hand and then back again. He glanced at the time. Clare would be at work right now. Would she even bother to answer the phone?

On a whim he flipped the phone open and dialed.

~Meanwhile~

Clare stumbled to her car still shaking from the new revelation. She rummaged through her purse for her phone. Sliding it open, she quickly punched in his number.

"Come on Eli. Please answer." She pleaded.

Not even one ring went by before she heard:

Sorry I can't get to the phone right now. Leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.

~On the other side of town~

Hey you've reached Clare. Leave me a short message with your name and number and I'll try to get back to you as soon as possible.

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Ironic they would try calling each other at the same time. Lol. Sorry for the short chapter. Hopefully another chapter will be up by tomorrow, but if not then for sure on Sunday.

Songs:

She's So Gone by Lemonade Mouth

All Of The Lights by Kanye West

Headlock by Imogen Heap

In Too Deep by Genesis