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I took my phone to Eli, and showed him the text messages from Julietta. He shook his head. "You actually believe the crap she's spinning?" He asked.

"I think so." I answered, unsure of myself.

Truthfully, I did believe her. But I also could not shake the feeling that even if she wasn't the one who did it, she somehow still tied in to the whole thing. I believed her, but I didn't trust her. Not at all.

I grabbed my phone. I had a new question that I needed to ask her.

She answered on the second ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Julietta."

"Hello, Clare. What is it?"

"Nothing. I just... I need to talk to you."

"In person?" She asked.

"Umm...Sure. Meet me at The Dot in five."

"Alright. Bye, Clare." She muttered.

"Bye."

I knew I was taking a huge risk by meeting her, but it was in a public place in broad daylight, and plus I really needed to talk to her.

I left, not telling Eli where I was going. If he had any inclination, he'd of thrown a fit for sure.

I walked through the double doors of the dot, which smelled like french fries, and grease, and sat down in one of the red chairs, across from Julietta.

"What did you want to talk about?" She wondered.

"I'm just trying to get into your head."

"Well, good luck with that."

"You know something you aren't telling me." I accused.

"And what is that?"

"You know who did it."
She looked confused.

"Who did what, Clare? She asked.

"You know who killed my mother."
She didn't say anything, which further confirmed my suspicions.

"I can't tell you." She finally replied.

"Why?"

"He'll kill me. He's the one who made me come after you. I didn't want to, but I was scared."

"Julietta, please. I need to know. If the situation were reversed-"
She cut me off.

"I know. You'd tell me, right? You'd risk your life to help me?"
"Yes." I answered.

She put her hands together on the table and stared at them.

"I can't. If I tell you, not only am I risk... You will be at risk, and so will Elijah. I won't let that happen."
"Julietta..."
"No, Clare."

I sighed.

"I can see this isn't going anywhere." I muttered, getting up to leave.

I walked out the door. I heard footsteps following behind me.

"Clare, wait!." Julietta called.

I spun around.

"What?"

"I can't tell you who it was. But, if you can guess..."

"Forget it."
"No, no. It's someone you know."

"Do I know them well?" I asked.

"Very well."

I thought about that fact. Who would want my mother dead? Who would benefit from her death? Certainly not Julietta.

I could think of only one person, and I didn't even want to think he was capable.

"My father." I whispered.

I turned towards Julietta, and I could tell by the look on her face that I guessed right.

"I'm can't believe this. I'm going to the police."

"No, Clare." He'll know it was either me or you. "He'll come for us."

"I don't care."

"I won't lose you, Clare."

"What are you talking about, Julietta? There's nothing for you to lose. It's not like we're together."

She looked down at the ground.

"We could be."

"No, we can't. I'm-"

She cut me off mid-sentence, by pressing her lips to mine. I froze for a few seconds, and then pulled away.

"Julietta...listen, you're a great person. You're pretty, and smart, but I'm not..."

"I understand." She replied.

"Good."

"I'll see you later, Clare."

"Take care, Julietta." I murmured, and walked the short distance back to my house.

I walked right in, and laid my purse down on the table.

"Eli?" I called. "Eli! I'm home!"

As I walked further into the house, I noticed things were out of place.

There was a smashed vase on the floor, and couch was turned over.

I stopped and looked around. Slowly, I walked further.

"Eli?"

I checked every room in the house. Eli was nowhere to be found. I peeked outside at the driveway. The hearse was still there.

I walked into our bedroom. There was a piece of folded up paper on the pillow.

"I've got your little boyfriend. I never did like him. If you call the cops, he's as good as dead. Good luck, Clare." -Dad.

I gasped aloud as all of the pieces fell into place. My dad did kill my mother. And now he has Eli, doing God knows what to him...

I knew I had to somehow rescue him, but I also knew I wouldn't stand a chance alone.

I picked up my phone. Surprisingly, I had one new text. It was from Eli.

"Don't come after him, Clare. Stay away."

He couldn't really expect me to just turn the other cheek, could he?

Eli was the love of my life, and there was no way I'd abandon him.

I grabbed my phone, and dialed Julietta's number. She was my only hope now. I desperately needed her help...

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