*This will change between Eli and Clare's POV*

(Clare)

Chapter One: Homecoming

My computer beeped.

eli-gold49 is online.

I could feel a smile threatening to form.

*Ping!*

eli-gold49: hey blue-eyes.

clare-e23: hi. what are you doing?

eli-gold49: avoiding homework. staying up late, the usual.

I smirk at the last comment. I already know that he's a huge night owl.

clare-e23: sounds like youre having a bunch of fun.

eli-gold49: you know it! do you wanna hang out?

I shake my head while laughing. I could just picture him having his signature smirk on his face as he typed this in.

clare-e23: you are aware of the fact that its 10:30 PM, right?

eli-gold49: yeah, so? your answer is?

I know he wants me to say yes. And I want to say yes, but I don't know if I want to see anyone right now. Dad just kicked Mom out of the house… But if I could tell anyone about it it's Eli…

clare-e23: well see. text you later. ;)

I log off of my account and I can just picture his shock expression as he reads my massage. I lay down on my bed. I hear a knock on my door.

I get up to answer it and when it's fully open I see my sister, Darcy, who has been in Kenya the past year.

"Darcy!" I exclaim and throw my arms around her.

"Clare-Bear!" She hugs me tighter.

"Oh my God, what are you doing here?" I shriek.

We let go and she comes in my bedroom.

"When I heard about Mom and Dad's divorce I came right away," she explains. "God, you've changed so much! Where are you're glasses?"

"I got laser surgery, so I have 20-20 vision now," I clarify.

"That's amazing!" She gets and gives me another hug.

My phone starts to vibrate on my dresser and Darcy goes to get it.

She looks at who it's from and smirks. "Who's Eli?"

I could feel my cheeks turn read at just the sound of his name. "A guy."

"What happened to KC?" she asks.

My feelings turn sour. "He cheated on me with Jenna."

"Oh, Clare-Bear I'm so sorry!" she cries.

I shrug and say, "It's okay. I'm over it."

"Well, obviously." She rolls her eyes and hands me my phone. "C'mon, I'm starving. Plane food sucks these days."

We go down stairs to find Dad passed out on the couch with an empty bottle of Captain Morgan on the coffee table.

As Darcy makes up so Mac n' Cheese we talk about what's happened with us the past year. We eat up almost everything in the bowl.

"I'm gonna wake up Dad. Can you finish cleaning?" she asks.

I nod my head. "Sure."

She goes over to Dad. "Dad, Dad, time to wake up and go to bed."

Suddenly he grabs her at the color of her shirt and shouts. "Don't tell me what to do!"

She tries to pull away, but his grasp is too tight. He throws her down onto the floor and starts kicking her and punching her.

Darcy yells at me, barley getting out the words, "Clare, run!"

Without thinking twice I'm sprinting out of my house. I get on my bike and I'm pedaling as fast as I could away. I stop when I get to where I wanted to be. Eli's house.


(Eli)

I'm sitting on my couch waiting for Clare to reply. As I send the message again there's a knock on the door. I get up to answer and Clare falls into my arms sobbing.

"Wow, Blue-Eyes, what's going on?" I ask holding her tight while closing the door.

"E-Eli, I-I'm so sh-sorry, b-but, b-but," she stutters.

"Shh, it's okay. You don't have to explain right now," I murmur while carrying her to my couch.

I just sat there, holding her until her sobs started to quiet down.

She sat up and looks at me with those beautiful blue eyes of hers. I knew that something bad had just happened to her, but I just can't stop myself. I lean forward and press my lips to hers.

I would think that she would pull away, but she kisses me back and tangles her hands in my hair. I lean forward more until I'm lying with her underneath me. The kiss deepens and becomes more passionate. She takes a breath and I use that as an advantage to slip my tongue in her mouth. I could tell that she was caught of guard because she jerked back a little, but she slips her tongue in my mouth too.

This kiss was about the best kiss I had ever had. It gave, but didn't take, it asked, but didn't need an answer, and it was full of love and made me want to kiss her more and more.

I press her closer, but it was never close enough. Before I past the line of no returning I start to pull back. Both of our breaths are coming in ragged and shallow. Her cheeks are stained red and her blue eyes are sparkling like the sun reflecting off a lake.

"So, do you want to tell me what happened?" I ask her.

She nods and sits up strait. I pull her onto my lap and she lays her head on my shoulder so I could feel her breath on the crook of my neck.

"My dad kicked my mom out of the house today and then Darcy came back," she starts. "Darcy and talked while making some Mac n' Cheese, but while I was cleaning up she tried to wake Dad up. He…he…" She starts to shake and I hold onto her tighter.

I murmur into her hair. "It's okay. Go at your own pace."

She takes a deep breath and continues, "He grabbed her by her collar and threw her down. He started punching and kicking her and she screamed for me to run, so I did. And then I rode my bike here."

"Oh, Clare. I'm so sorry. Do you want to stay here tonight?" I question.

She pulls her head back and looks at me. "Yes, I do, but is your mom here?"

I shake me head. "No, she's gone for a week with her boyfriend to Hawaii."

"Okay," she whispers.

I pull her off my lap and grab her hand. I bring her upstairs to my room.


(Clare)

Eli's room is just like him. Dark, mysterious, and funny. Dark because his room is black and red. Mysterious because well, it just is. And funny because he draws mustaches or beards on all of his posters, except for the Dead Hand posters that is.

He hands me some of his black sweats and white T-shirt. "I don't you'll be too comfy sleeping in that," he explains. "The bathroom is to the right."

I start to head out the door, but something makes me turn around. New found bravery, maybe? Whatever it was made me just change in his room, right in front of his. Of course my back was to him though. When I turned around I saw that he only a pair of black boxers.

I could feel my jaw threatening to drop, he was ripped! And, yes, he was so hot!

He climbs into bed and I do too. I lay my head on his chest and close my eyes as he puts his arms around. Here in his arms I do feel safe…