Chapter 4: The Date
Clare opened the heavy door to the bathroom and entered. She leaned up against the sink-counter and looked into the mirror. She had small bags under her eyes. She wove her hand under the faucet and a rush of water escaped. She cupped her hands and watched as the water filled her hands. She splashed the water across her face and dried off with a paper towel. She walked towards the door and grabbed the handle. Slowly and cautiously she opened it, but just a crack she could peak through. She saw Eli over at the table. He was in a gray suit with a red tie. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box. He opened it up and smiled a little, then closed it and put it back into his pocket. I couldn't tell what was in the box…which made me anxious. I heard a loud flush and jumped, only to realize it was just the toilet.
A large woman came out, she looked mean and unfriendly. But I think I recognized her from church. She tumbled out of the stall and I turned around to leave, but before I could she said,
"Clare!" I turned around acting surprised and smiled.
"Yes?" I answered politely.
"Are you the one who brought that boy to church the other day?"
"Yes." I repeated.
The lady looked at me for a second then asked, "Who was that boy?"
"He's my boyfriend." I answered once again.
"Hm. Well, he was a little rude you know." The lady croaked.
"You're the one who was whispering unchristian-like things about him." I said…a little annoyed now. What I said back didn't really make sense but this lady was being nosy.
"Alright, it was rude to whisper things about him…But he said he was an atheist, all prideful. He was being snotty and I don't know why you brought him." The lady said.
"He wants to learn about God. Anyone is welcome in church and it's not your choice to decide who comes and who doesn't. You can't kick someone out of church just because they're confused about religions!" I argued, completely mad at this lady.
"Fine, whatever, I'm sorry. But he could just be trying to knock you up and then leave. He knows your weakness and he's pretending to want your religion, when he just wants in your bed."
I looked at the lady annoyed and confused, this sounded all too familiar.
"You don't know what you're talking about. You don't even know him! It's not your place to judge. Listen, I don't know who you think you are to talk about other people you don't know but maybe you should just stay out of other people's business when you don't know anything!" I argued.
I grabbed my purse and stormed out of the bathroom leaving the rude lady alone in there. I walked up to the table where Eli was sitting at, with a frustrated and angry look on my face. I mumbled to myself about that random lady, not noticing Eli laughing at me.
"What happened in there?" Eli laughed.
"Some dumb lady was talking about you in church the other day!" I said and rolled my eyes. Eli's smile turned into a frown and he looked down.
"Yeah…uhh…I'm sorry about that, 'Kay?" He forced a smile out at me.
I smiled at him and said, "No, she had it all wrong about you. She was too quick to judge. Just being a cranky lady." I laughed and the precious smile returned to Eli's face. I took a sip of my tea and looked at Eli.
"Eli. . . I . . . You make me . . . so happy," Eli smiled when he heard me say this.
"No, Seriously. Every time I hear your voice . . . or see your face . . . my heart just jumps and I feel safe and . . . happy."
"I feel the exact same way. Clare, I love you . . . so much." My heart jumped with excitement, hearing Eli say that made me so happy.
I leaned across the table and kissed Eli, his lips felt soft and warm. In between kisses I whispered, "I love you too, Eli."
Our lips parted when the waitress walked up to take our orders. I didn't really have an appetite right now, but I didn't want to disappoint Eli. I ordered a small plate of eggs and bacon, something I could eat quickly; I really just wanted to talk to Eli this whole time. So we did, we talked about God. The entire time. Eli sounded really sincere, but he sounded sad when he tried explaining how he felt; like it hurt him to open up.
When we were done and Eli drove me home, I didn't want to leave his car. I just wanted to be with Eli…forever. But I had to go. I collected my thoughts and looked up at the window; Eli was already there to open my door. When he opened it I got out and leaned up against Morty. Eli wrapped his arms around me and rested his forehead against mine, he closed his eyes and we just stood there hugging, in silence. He was thinking about something, he was debating, considering something. But I couldn't tell what. Eli kissed me on the cheek and then let me go. I waved him goodbye and started walking towards the porch.
"Clare," Eli called me before I opened the door. I turned around and looked at him.
"Yes?"
"I…Will- never mind. Bye." I waved at Eli again and went inside.
Okay, Okay, Sorry. I can't write anymore. I have extreme writers block. I could write good all up until Clare left the bathroom, and then I just spaced. So I'm sorry if the rest of the chapter sucked, but thanks for reading anyway! =)