First, as always... A big Thank-You to all of my reviewers! Also... as all of you most likely know, I have four stories that are active right now, meaning I'm having to update all of them when I can. Because it is nearly impossible to update them every single day, I have come up with a schedule. Sigh. I know you all probably hate schedules (I know I do.) but it will make it easier for me, and you will get updates sooner. The schedule is: Mondays and Wednesdays- "Ethne" updates, Tuesdays and Thursdays- "Always on my Mind" updates, Fridays and Sundays- "Everyday of Forever" updates, and Saturdays- "The Hunger Games:Peeta's POV." If you are confused, the schedule will be posted on my profile, and it will be easier to understand. Thanks for bearing with me, while I explained all of that! Here is chapter 7!

"You can stay with me again tonight." Eli offered.

"I have to go home sometime."

"Not if you don't want to." He murmured.

'I need to, Eli."

"Then I'll stay with you."

"Are you sure?" I wondered.

"I won't let you out of my sight until Ethne is caught." He assured me.

He drove me back to my house. My mother was still at work. I walked, hesitantly, to the front door, and turned the knob. "It's okay, Clare. I'm right behind you."

I walked inside, examining every little thing. Making sure nothing was out of its place. As far as I could tell nothing had been touched.

I walked up the stairs, and to my bedroom. Everything looked just as I had left it when I went to Eli's yesterday.

"Well, nothing is out of place." I noted, talking to Eli.

He nodded. "I'll be downstairs then. I'm going to go get a glass of water." He mumbled.

"Alright."

He left, and I sat down on my bed, slipping off my shoes and socks.

"Clare, Clare, Clare."

"What?" I demanded.

"When will you learn?"

I walked backwards, keeping a distance between us.

"What are you t-talking about?" I stuttered.

"I think you know, Clare. You fascinate me. I just wanted to be friends, but you wouldn't have it. Clare, this was never about Elijah. I want you. Dead. I can't make it any more clearer."

She crossed the room towards me, with a pocket knife in her hand.

"Ethne, no!"

She paused and turned it over and over again, waiting for me to say something else.

"Lets be friends, then." I blurted, just trying to come up with a way to stay alive at this point.

"It's too late, Clare." She took a few more steps toward me.

"Wait!" I yelled. "I'll do anything! Just.. please, don't." I begged.

"You have nothing I want anymore." She muttered, coldly.

She took a few more steps toward me, closing the space between us. All I felt, was a stabbing, shearing, stinging pain in my chest. I looked down, clutching where the knife had struck. There was blood everywhere. I tried to talk, to beg her to just finish the job, and end the pain, but more blood flowed from my mouth, staining my white carpet red. Ethne jumped from the window. I stood there, still clutching my chest, gasping for air, choking on my own blood.

Eli walked through the door, nonchalantly, with his glass of water in his hand. It fell to the floor and spilled out, the glass rolling away. He ran over to me, gasping.

"Clare! What happened?" He yelled.

I could feel myself slipping away.

"Clare!" He saw me holding my chest and pulled my hand away. The gash was covered by my shirt. He pulled my bloody shirt down, to see.

I watched as he pulled out his cell phone to call 911. I could feel my eyes starting to close.

"Stay with me Clare!" Eli cried.

I opened my eyes, to get one last look at him. Tears were falling down his cheeks. My eyes closed again, against my will.

"Clare!" He cried. But, he sounded miles away.

"No, no. Clare, no! You promised you'd never leave me!" He sounded even further now, and I knew if I had something to say, this was my one and only chance.

"I love you." I whispered. And everything went black. No longer did I hear him crying for me; begging me to stay with him. No longer did I feel his warm hands, clutching me to him. No longer did I feel the stinging in my chest, or the sticky wetness of all the blood I had lost. I felt nothing. I heard nothing. I saw nothing.

I was gone. I was dead.

Intense, huh?

Hope you don't hate me! I know this was a super unexpected surprise. BUT... there is an awesome super unexpected surprise, coming in my next installment! And it involves Clare. Think you know what it is? You're probably right. :)) Guess you will find out.

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Don't worry, you'll LOVE me when you read chapter 8.