Hello! Thank you for the ones who take the time to read this story. For all you Clallas shippers out there, there will be a minute for the two to get together. I don't want to rush anything. I hate it when relationships are rushed. So, please continue to read and stay with me. Okay? Promise? Anyways, enjoy the next chapter.
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It's been two weeks since anyone has heard from Clare. After the divorce, Clare turned off her phone and stayed away from every social media. Dallas has tried to contact her several times, but he couldn't get in touch with her. He went over to her house and she would never answer the door. Dallas decided he had to let her mend her broken her on her own.
Clare built a wall quickly and didn't let anyone in. She secluded herself from everyone, all because of Luke. It was his fault that Clare was broken. She was broken into million of pieces and she wouldn't let anyone help her. She wouldn't let anyone see her.
Despite the history Eli and Dallas had, they decided they had to come up with something to help Clare come out of her shell. They called up Adam, Ali, Jake, and Katie. Though Jake and Katie were Ohio, they showed up anyways. Today, they were all at Eli's place, eating finger food and discussing Clare.
"Guys, I'm really worried about her. Clare has never been this way, never," Ali said worriedly.
"I know, same here. I don't know what we can do. I just know we need to try something," Eli added.
"How about we try to go over there and talk to her," Katie suggested.
"We tried that," Dallas said, "No answer."
"Katie and I could go over there. She'll answer to us," Jake said.
"Maybe we can call up Helen. She can probably get through to her," Dallas suggested, ignoring Jake, "Sorry, Jake, but Helen could probably get through to her. Plus, she has the key to Clare's house.
"Good idea, let's call Helen," Ali said.
"Are y'all sure this is a good idea. We all know how Helen can-"
Adam was cut off by Dallas saying, "This is a very good idea, Adam. Don't doubt us."
Dallas grabbed his phone and punched in some numbers before holding the phone to his ear.
"Hello, Mrs. Edwards, it's Dallas. W-We need to discuss something. Yes, it's about Clare."
/.../
She was clinging on to the empty bottle of Scotch in her hands. Clare groaned as she heard banging come from the door. She didn't want to get out of bed, she couldn't. Her body wouldn't allow her to move. Since the divorce, Clare has been drinking and eating her heart out. She hasn't moved from her bed, except to use the bathroom or get more liquor out of her cabinet. She didn't bother to shower or do anything with her hair. She laid down every night with one of Luke's button up shirt that she kept and a pair of his sweats. She cuddled every night in that attire, smelling his sweet scent on her. She still smelled him linger around in her room.
The thought of it being her room made Clare cringe. She began to cry as she thought about not being with Luke anymore. He cheated on her and left her to drown in her tears.
"Clare honey, it's me," Helen yelled through the house.
Clare silently cursed, forgetting that she gave her mother a spare key to her house in case of emergencies. She heard her mother's heels click against the floor. Helen opened the bedroom door and gasped, looking at her daughter.
Clare had bags under her bloodshot, red eyes. Her hair was tossed and standing everywhere. Her creamy skin was pale and her blue eyes were dull. Her lips were dry and cracked. Her room reeked of alcohol and vomit. Helen walked over to Clare and held her nose because of the strong smell. Helen sat next to Clare and tried to stroke her knotted hair.
"W-What a-a-are you d-doing h-here?" Clare asked, her voice cracking.
"Well, Dallas called me and told me about you not answering your calls or the door. Clare, honey, you can't let this divorce get to you," Helen said, coughing slightly, smelling the alcohol on Clare's breath.
"M-Mom, I'm heartbroken, I don't want to talk to anyone at all! Okay?"
"Clare, you can't sit around and mope because-"
"Because my husband, oh I mean ex-husband, cheated on me with my ex best friend?! Am I not allowed to show my emotions?!"
"Clarebear-"
"Don't! Don't you ever call me Clarebear again!" Clare yelled, her voice full of venom.
Helen eyes bulged as she stared at her daughter. She could tell she was so heartbroken and that she felt life couldn't go on. She felt the same way when Randall had broken her heart and felt her for another women. She felt that her world was crashing down. Then, she met came across Glen Martin and he swept her off her feet. Now, she was happily married. She was happier than she has ever been before. She just hoped that her daughter could find someone who makes her as happy as Glen makes her.
Clare wept on her mother's shoulder. Helen ran her hand soothingly up and down Clare's back. Clare wrapped her arms around her mother and cried loudly. She felt terrible, sick, and heartbroken.
"Clare, you have me, Jake, Glen, Ali, Adam, Eli, and Dallas we're not-"
"Mom, you have your life with Glen. Jake is miles away with Katie. Ali, Eli, and Adam all have lives with their spouses," Clare pouted.
"And Dallas?"
"Dallas doesn't want anything to do with me after how I acted two weeks ago."
"I beg to differ," Helen said, "Get out of bed."
"Mom, I-"
"No protesting Clare, get out of bed. Now," Helen commanded.
Clare groaned and rolled out of bed. Her legs felt like rubber. She tried to walk, but almost fell down. The room was spinning and she still had a hangover from last night. Her mother held on to her and helped her walk in the living room. Clare wondered what it was that her mother had in store for her. Clare's dry lips cracked as she smiled, staring at the people in front of her.
Adam, Eli, Jake, Katie, Ali and Dallas were standing in front of her. Each of them were holding a gift for Clare.
"Whoa, Clare, you look like you woke up from the dead," Katie said, slowly walking to Clare.
"W-What are you two doing here?" Clare asked.
"Eli and Dallas called us and told us about what happened. We are so, so sorry to hear about what happened," Katie said sympathetically.
"We would hug you, but you really reek, Clare," Jake said.
Clare sniffed herself and almost gagged. She did reek. Her face reddened at the thought of how she look in front of her friends. Ali walked over to Clare and grabbed her hand.
"Let's go get you out of these clothes and soaked in a hot bath. Mind helping Helen and Katie?"
"I'll stay out here and cook you all a nice meal, Katie would you mind helping?"
Katie nodded her head and went with Ali and Clare. When they were gone Helen walked towards the boys. She gave Jake a strong hug, along with Adam, Eli, and Dallas.
"You three are such wonderful people to Clare and I'm glad you all are in her life. And Dallas, thank you so much for calling me. You're something special, you know that?" Helen said, grinning.
"Thank you Helen and no problem. Anything for Clare."
/.../
After being bathed and dressed, Clare was sitting in the living room with her friends. They all tried to cheer her up, but Clare wasn't feeling herself. She looked over at Dallas and saw that his eyes were set on her. Clare stood up and walked over towards him.
"Can we talk?" she asked.
"Sure," Dallas said, standing up.
Dallas followed behind Clare as they went into Clare's den. They sat on the couch and Clare turned to Dallas. Her shaking hand grabbed his and squeezed them tightly. She looked into Dallas' eyes and let a tear slide down her face.
Without bothering to wipe the tear away she said, "I'm so sorry for the way I acted. I'm sorry for ignoring your calls or not coming to the door to see you. I'm sorry for being selfish and only thinking of my broken heart."
"Clare, don't apologize for what happened. It's not your fault that all of this happened."
"It is my fault. It's my fault I drove Luke away and it'll be my fault if I drive you all away."
"Clare, you won't drive your friends away. We've been real with you from the start, you know you won't lose us. Ever."
Clare let go of Dallas hands and flung her arms around him. She was glad that she had friends. She was glad she had people who would never leave her side.