Missing Clare

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Chapter 3: "Expect the unexpected."

Eli's POV:

I looked around, realizing I was now in my room. I'd Been dreaming about Julia, the whole time. I noticed Adam was standing over me, eyes tinted red.

"Adam, what's wrong? Is it Clare?"

Oh, god. It's too late. She's gone. She's dead.

No..

"E-Eli," Adam took a seat beside my bed, trembling. "They found Johnny Dimarco.." I Leaned closer to Adam. "And? Did they find Clare?" Some part of me really wanted to know, but yet, another part was too scared to hear what Adam had to say.

"And, he didn't have Clare. He confessed to the shooting, but had no idea where Clare was. And he wasn't lieing."

I opened my mouth, to speak, but couldn't form words. I glanced at my desk, and saw the small, folded note, laying beneath my lamp.

"He's in jail now.. But, Its late, I should get home, I hope you feel better, Eli." Adam got up, and walked towards the door. Before walking out, he turned back to me. "I know you don't believe in god and stuff, but please, pray for her." I nodded, and he disappeared into my hallway.

I started thinking of my dream, what Julia had said.

"If you really Love her, don't let her go. Find her."

I finally made up my mind. I jumped off my bed, and grabbed the note, unfolding it. Only then did I realize, it also had writing, in the bottom right corner. I must've been so tired, that I missed this. I squinted to read the tiny text.

Above the Dot. Table 4.

What was this suppose to mean? The Dot? What about The Dot? Thoughts like these cluddered my mind. I wasn't sure what I should do. Was this really a clue?

Wait.

What if Im suppose to go to The Dot, for a specific reason? Maybe, just maybe, it's suppose to give me some more clues as to where Clare is?

Yes, that was it.

I had to find Clue #2. I smiled at myself, surprised that I had figured that out on my own. I grabbed my keys, to my new Hearse, Morty Jr. After slipping on my combat boots, I trotted down my stairs, and out to my car.

Clare's POV:

My first night was the worst.

I still wasn't sure why I was being held hostage, but he just kept telling me, "It's to protect you, Clare."

"Protect me from what?" I shouted at him, jumping up from the spot I was sitting at.

He just smiled to himself, ignoring my angered self, as If I was just a little child, throwing a fit over nothing. But, this, this was something. I was being kidnapped, how could I not be mad? He was a monster, and I was his next victim.

He kept me in his attic, with nothing but water, a mattress, and one blanket. It was harsh and brutal. It smelt of mold, and dust. A few times a day, he'd bring up food, usually nothing more than a sandwhich. I remember it being really cold last night, so cold that I almost thought my tears were going to freeze.

I cried myself to sleep, shouting terrible words to nothing. I didn't even have light, except through a small crack through the boarded up window. But, but that wasn't the worst thing about being here.

No.

The most terrifying thing was the way he touched me. It didn't feel right. I felt.. dirty. I tryed, quite unsuccessfully, to push him away, but he always managed to pin me down, keep me still.. And it scared me.

It scared me so much, that I eventually just gave in to him, too frightened of what he'd do if I didn't let him.

Nobody's POV:

Eli pushed the doors of Above the Dot open, his green eyes scanning the coffee shop. He seated himself at table 4, and looked around. No sign of any note. Huh.. He thought. Maybe Im getting this all wrong?

Deep in thought, he hadn't realized that the waiter had placed a menu beside him. He opened it up, and an envelope fell onto his lap.

He slowely opened it, knowing exactly what it was. The letter in his hand read:

"Tik, Tok, on the Clock..

swingset 2. Park."

He stared at the note for a while, wondering if he should be happy that he has another clue, or furious over what the note had said.

Tik tok?

Did this mean he doesn't have much time to find Clare? But, obviously, the person writing all this, HAD to know he'd get this menu. Was he being watched? But, they'd have to be pretty clever if they got all this done. He never thought it'd be this hard to find Clare.. And now, he was wondering if he should just show the cops.

"E-Eli?" Eli turned in his seat, to face the soft voice.

"Bianca?"

"Yes, can I talk to you? Its important.." Confusingly, Eli got up from his seat, following Bianca out the doors, into the parking lot.

"Uh," Eli searched his mind for something to say. Why, out of all people, did Bianca DeSousa want to talk to him?

"Eli, I think I know what happened to Clare." The girl said, in a stern voice.

Hmmm! What does Bianca know? oh, daayumm. :o Anyway, I need help! D; Im not sure WHERE this is going.. Or how its gunna end.. So, any ideas? And, again, where are my reviews? C'mon! c: xoxo, Jadasophea