AN: Thanks for all the story alerts :) This song came to me in the car(although it wasn't on the radio at the time) and it just seemed so perfect since Halloween is on Monday!

This chapters song is inspired by the song somebody's watching me by Rockwell. Again I don't own the rights to the song, the movie The Grudge, or the characters used in this fic. Happy reading! :)

Clare didn't understand what came over her. Something deep in her brain convinced her it would be a good idea to watch a scary movie; it was almost Halloween after all. Clare hated scary movies. She always got so into them, jumping and screaming when the killer appeared on screen. Then after the movie was over she'd have to sleep with her bedroom light on. Her reactions were made worse if the movie was based on a true story.

Today Clare sat in her room clutching her blanket as she watched The Grudge. She was getting so creeped out she almost turned it off, although after thinking about it, she knew the damage was already done. Shutting it off would only let her thoughts wonder, and she would be even more terrified.

Finally the movie ended and Clare decided that maybe a quick shower would clear her mind enough to let her fall asleep later. It didn't work. She kept thinking that if she turned around someone would be there ready to kill her. After a few minutes she gave up, turned off the water, and changed into her pj's. Then she heard a noise downstairs. At first she thought it was her mom coming home, but there was no familiar "Clare I'm home!" yelled up the stairs to her.

The voice in her head was screaming at her not to go downstairs. She'd been forced to watch enough scary movies to know that the people that went towards the noise always ended up dying. But if it was a burglar she needed to call the police. The only problem was she left her phone downstairs. Clare tried to silence the voices in her head as she gathered the courage to leave her room and make her way downstairs.

She made it down the stairs, making sure to not make any noise. She peered into the living room and it looked normal. Stopping to listen to see if she could hear the noise again, she felt an uneasiness, like she was being watched. Her heart beat quickened as she ventured farther into the room. There was still no sign of a break in which both relieved and scared her. If it wasn't a burglar, then what made the noise she had heard from upstairs?

"Hello?" Yeah like anyone is going to answer that if they're hiding in the house! "Is this a trick? Because it's not funny." Clare listened again and still no sign of movement in the house. She began to think it was all in her head, but no matter how hard she tried to shake it, the feeling of being watched was still there.

She turned around and started to make her way back to the stairs and up to her room. Just then she felt an arm wrap around her stomach as a hand covered her mouth. Clare let out a scream so loud the hand over her mouth barely muffled it. In a flash of movement she bit down on her attacker's fingers, elbowed him in the groin, setting herself free from his grasp, and turned to punch him right in the face. The attacker let out a groan as he fell to the living room floor. Clare let out another scream as she ran to grab her phone and call the police.

"Clare! It's me, Eli!" This stopped Clare dead in her tracks. She turned to look at the man on the floor, realizing at once it really was Eli.

"What the heck Eli! What are you doing in my house? You scared the crap out of me!"

Eli smirked and chuckled a little bit. Clare, still furious, walked over to him and smacked him hard on the arm. "Ow!" Eli grabbed his arm in real pain unlike other times Clare had hit him like that. "I'm sorry Clare. I didn't think you'd go all ninja on me. I-"

"Yeah, that's right you didn't think!" Clare cut him off.

"Look, Clare, I really am sorry. I thought it would be a funny joke." Clare glared at him. Eli got up off the floor with his hands up. "Obviously you didn't take it that way. I can't say sorry enough. Are you okay?" He closed the distance between them, taking Clare's face into his hands.

She sighed, "Yeah, I'm okay. Are you? I'm sorry I, uh, you know…"

Eli smirked again. "I deserved it. I'll be fine, don't worry."

"Well let me at least get you some ice." She made her way to the kitchen to get him some ice. Now that she wasn't scared out of her mind the situation seemed so funny to her. She hadn't noticed she was laughing, and Eli was looking at her with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's so funny Edwards?" Clare told him how she had been watching The Grudge before his little visit and how she was already a little sketched out.

"Really? The Grudge? Clare that movie isn't even that scary!" He started to laugh with her.

"It is to a girl who hates scary movies! I'm an idiot for watching it by myself when I was home alone anyway."

They both laughed for a few more minutes, and just as they were stopping Eli said, "Adam's gonna love hearing about this" causing them both to erupt in another fit of laughter.