A/N: Fast updates! Yeah! I hope you guys like this chapter more than the other one. Honestly, to me, that last chapter was crap. I'll try and keep updates fast, no promises. Love you guys! Review please!
Disclaimer: I don't own degrassi, but I do own a broken heart that will forever ship Eclare. Have hope you guys! Eclare is endgame!
"Peace Out, Cub Scouts!"
"Damn, everybody knows that you don't piss off a homicidal person."
Eli made a disgusted face at his best friend and he slapped him against the head. "Quit it with the homicidal jokes."
"Why? Are you going to tag teams with your lover and kill me in my sleep?" Adam joked around as he massaged his head. Fiona sat down next to him and slapped him on the opposite side of his head, "Shut it, Adam."
Eli thanked Fiona and turned the channel on the t.v. Adam got off the couch mumbling that two against one wasn't fair. Fiona moved over on the couch and dropped her head against the back of the couch, mimicking him.
"Why so glum, chum?" Fiona asked. Eli frowned a little and said, "It's been three weeks." Fiona put her hand over his and rubbed it. "Don't be so sad. I'm sure she misses you too." Eli chuckled and said, "Yeah right. She's probably having the time of her life out of prison." Fiona looked confused and had a hard time answering him.
Obviously she would be having the time of her life outside of prison. Who wants to spend their time in prison.
"Yeah, I don't know how to respond to that." Eli sighed and leaned his head on Fiona's tiny shoulder. "Wanna go out to dinner tonight? You, me, Adam, Little Miss Steaks?" Fiona leaned her head against his, and nodded slowly, "Sure thing, friend."
As Eli and Fiona sat on the couch in a comfortable silence, just watching the news silently, Adam came walking in, "Okay, who ate the last piece of chocolate cake!" Eli and Fiona shared a laugh as Adam continued to glare at the two good friends.
"Don't make me go Clare Edwards on you." He said as he turned to walk to the ottoman. Eli threw a couch pillow at Adam while saying, "Shut the hell up, man."
"Claaaaare, let's go out tonight!" Clare fell back onto Alli's bed and groaned. "Alli, no."
Alli sobbed and fell head first onto her pillows and talked into the pillow, "Come on, Clare. It'll be fun, I promise. It won't be like the last time." Clare sighed and laughed at how adorable her best friend was. Clare had spent the entire day at Alli's apartment, watching reruns of Misfits.
After the catastrophe at the interview, Clare returned home with her mother to cool down. Clare received multiple phone calls that day. More interviewers wanted to schedule things with her, even after the whole Amy situation.
Clare was livid and almost threw her cellphone at the wall, but decided on going the easy way out, by turning it off completely.
Clare wanted to talk to Eli, but she didn't know when the right time was to call him. One part of her wanted him to call first, and another part of her wanted him to call her first. Either way, she was fucked. If he called, she wouldn't know considering people kept calling her phone every second, and if she decided to call, she wouldn't know what time to call considering she didn't know when he was free.
"I'm sure it won't be like the last time, but Alli, I don't want to!" Alli huffed and turned on her back, letting her head rest against Clare's as they laid on the bed in opposite directions, "Clare-bear, pleeeeease?"
"Alli, no." Alli threw her hands up in frustration, "I give up! Wanna bake a cake with me than?"
Clare turned her head and looked at her with an incredulous look, "You went from wanting to go out, to wanting to bake a freaking cake?" Alli nodded. "Fine, but let's make tie-dye cupcakes." Alli squealed in excitement as she jumped up and ran to her kitchen.
Clare shook her head at the immature girl.
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"So you haven't mentioned Greek God, since you came back." Clare looked from her place in the kitchen to wear Alli was, washing the dishes. "Greek God?"
Alli made a face that screamed, 'duh.' Clare scrunched her eyebrows as she put down her bowl of icing. "And who are you calling a Greek God exactly?" Alli raised an eyebrow and said, "Seriously? Raven haired, green eyes, jail guard?"
Clare laughed as she realized Alli was talking about Eli. She missed him. She missed the way his nose would crinkle overtime he tried holding back a laugh during interaction time. She missed the way he would make her laugh and make her stay at the jail more joyful. She especially missed seeing those green eyes and freckles.
She loved the way he had light freckles all over his pale skin. It reminded her of a little boy. Eli was a twenty one year old man, trapped in a seventeen year old's body, with a mind of a nine year old boy. He had his moments where he could be dead serious, talking about a book like he was describing his favorite t.v show. Then, he would have those moments where he reminded Clare that even the oldest grouchy person could act like a little kid.
Clare smiled at the memory of Eli talking about his parents one day, during interaction time. He described his mother, Cece, as this loud, polite, and eccentric person that loved to cook, but she was awful at it. His father, Bullfrog, as not shy, welcoming, music loving freak, who loved to mess around even at the most serious times.
As Eli described his parents, he would move his arms around, making adorable faces that he only made when he was deep into telling a story, and the way his excitement could make the most depressed person happy once more.
Clare never once talked about her parents like Eli does. Sure she would say the occasional praises here and there about her mother, but never like Eli did. Clare's family life wasn't exactly something she would like to share with the person with the perfect family.
Ever since Darcy left to Kenya, Clare knew she wouldn't be as happy as she was before. After all the drama with her parents divorce, the drama with her step siblings, and the crowd she fell into, she just knew things wouldn't be the same as before.
The only thing that ever made her happy, besides, Alli, was Reese. He wasn't the most smartest or kindest person around, but her did love Clare. He was the one person who took all of the stress off her shoulders. He was the one who made her feel like the little shy ten year old christian girl that would blush at everything.
Even his family was perfect. They never fought and they absolutely adored Clare. Now that Clare realized it, Alli, Bianca, Helen, and Reese were here family. They were there for her in when she needed them the most. She could definitely tell a story about them with vast expressions and excessive movements.
Eli was apart of her family now. She had so much memories with him in the short period of time they had together. Clare frowned as she missed Eli more and more as the days passed by. Thinking about him only made the soreness in her heart more sore.
"What do you want to know about him?" Alli turned off the water and turned to her best friend. She wiped her hands and sat on a chair and faced her. "Everything." Clare continued to put the icing on the cupcakes, "I can tell you that."
"Man, call her."
"But what if she doesn't pick up?"
"How will you know if you don't even try to call her?"
"I JUST KNOW!"
"Eli, call her."
"No, I can't."
"Eli, listen to Fiona. CALL HER!"
"I CAN'T!"
"God dammit, Eli."
"Hey! What are you doing."
"Here, you idiot, it's ringing."
Fiona threw the phone at Eli, making him use the phone.
"What am I supposed to say?" Eli whispered to both Adam and Fiona.
"Gee I don't know Eli, hello?" Adam rolled his eyes.
"You little wise as-, hey Clare!"
Clare wasn't expecting Eli's call, but she was glad he did call. "Hey, Eli. What's up?" Eli was nervous as ever. It's been a while since they talked, and hearing her voice made his stomach be filled with butterflies.
"Oh nothing, just wondering how you were doing."
Clare laughed and realized against her pillows, "I'm doing good. I just got home, me and my mom ate some dinner at her boyfriend's house. Eli frowned, "Oh, you just got home? So that means you're tired. I can call back some other time…"
Clare shook her head, "No, it's okay. You're good, I'm just laying in bed, and we haven't talked in a while." Clare took off her shoes and changed into comfortable pajama pants as Eli said, "So, how are you?"
"I'm doing good. How's the jail?" Eli got up from the couch and walked to his room, leaving Adam and Fiona smiling like proud parents. He relaxed on his bed, getting comfortable as he said, "It's hell. I got slapped in the ass, some crazy chick attacked me, leaving a god damn scab on my elbow, one of the girls almost got stabbed on the courts because apparently her face was funny. Same old same old."
Clare raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Really? Damn." Eli nodded, "yeah, the girls aren't as intimidated anymore now that you're gone." Clare smiled, "Yeah right. I'm not that much of a threat. How's Bianca?" Eli shrugged, "She's doing good. She's behaving, which is good because she could possibly get out earlier than planned. She even got a new cellmate."
"How's that?"
"Bianca hates her." Clare laughed. Of course Bianca wouldn't like her. It always took a while for Bianca to warm up to people. Bianca's new cellmate was probably a bitch, or Bianca just didn't give her a chain. Either way, it's gonna be a while until Bianca decides to call it truce. "Well that's Bianca for you."
"What about the Interaction Room? You got a new partner?" Eli scratched his head, "Nope. You're still my partner. You're not officially gone, so that means, when or if you come back, i'll be yours." Clare blushed at the normal words that he had said, i'll be yours.
"So, what are you up to miss Clare? I seen that interview." Clare smacked her forehead, "Ugh, I made a complete fool out of myself. I was supposed to annoy her and get her angry, not the other way around." Eli sat up a little, "Excusez moi? What do you mean you were suppose to get her angry?"
Clare giggled as she could practically see Eli's eyebrows arched and confused, "I wanted to mess with her because apparently she's this big shot interviewers with an attitude, I just wanted to show her I can fight fire with fire. My plan got backfired when she got me angry."
"Edwards, you were way more than angry. You were livid. I could practically see the smoke coming out of your ears." Eli smiled and said in a high voice, "You're lucky you have your little bodyguards around here. If I had my way, your smug ass would be on the ground, and me beating the shit out of you."
"Clare, you were more than angry." Clare waved her hand in the air, "yeah yeah yeah, whatever. To be honest, I don't even remember what I said."
"What you did was bad ass. You should have seen Adam, he kept fist pumping, rooting you on." Clare yawned and rested her head against the pillow, "Yeah right."
"Ahh, do I hear a sleepy bunny yawn?" Clare shook her head, "No, I didn't."
"Clare, I can hear that you're tired. Should we hand up and I'll call you tomorrow night?"
"NO!" Eli laughed, "Why? Stop fighting it. You're tired."
"Eli, shut up and tell me about your day." Eli laid back against his pillows as he said, "Okay, well I woke up, went to work, got eye raped by some inmate, came home, ate dinner….Clare?"
Eli stayed quiet, trying to hear some sort of noise. All he heard was soft breathing, "No way, you fell asleep on me."
That's so cute.
"Goodnight, Clare."
"Night, Eli." Clare mumbled, still half awake, half asleep.
Eli fell asleep that night, listening to Clare's slow steady breaths,
"Eli? Wake up." Clare mumbled into the phone. She looked at her phone and she noticed, they had fallen asleep together on the phone. Clare smiled as she realized, Eli and her had sort of slept together. She didn't care that she had wasted over nine hours of minutes. She didn't care. She had roll over minutes.
"Good morning, Eli." Clare whispered into the phone as she closed her eyes once more, falling back asleep.
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