Situations Chapter 23
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Summary: Eli and Clare are far from friends; they hate each other. But when hormones are added to that, could the anger and frustration towards each other become pleasure? Will it stay casual or will it lead to something more?
Inspiration- Situations by Escape the Fate :)
Clare's POV
After Eli went to answer the door, I wanted patiently for him to get back. I lay on the bed, my breathing a little raged from our intense kiss. I glanced around, looking at everything, trying to get a permanent image of his room for after we left. I wasn't sure if I would be back here again, but I really hope so.
About ten minutes passed, and I sat up on his bed. I puffed out my cheeks, feeling very bored. I let out the air as I fell back on his bed, wondering what was talking so long. About five more minutes passed and I couldn't take it anymore. What the hell was taking so long?
I got up and walked down the stairs quietly. I smiled just thinking that I was soon going to see Eli's gorgeous face. Once I hit the bottom of the stairs, my smile instantly dropped, my face going expressionless as I witnessed the sight before me. A knot formed in my stomach, and I felt tears prick my eyes as hurt, anger and betrayal ran through me.
There stood Eli with Julia's lips locked onto his.
I felt my chest close up as my heart began to pound. My breathing hitched, my pulse ringing in my ears. I wanted so badly to turn away; to break down, but instead, I felt something else come over me - something more powerful.
I slammed my hand on the wall as anger coursed through my veins, making them break away and look at me. Eli's eyes were wide as saucers, mouth opening and closing as if to explain. Explain what, exactly, though? How he was terribly sorry, but him and Julia were too in love? How last night was nice, but Julia...Julia was too important to him? How he lied - that I was just holding him over until she realized that she wanted him back? What else was there to say? I had been stupid; I had believed everything he said. He didn't care about me, he cared about her. And now, I was finally seeing the both of them for who they were. Lying, manipulative people that didn't let anyone's feelings stand in the way of what they wanted.
"Over her my ass," I scoffed, trying to hide the shaking in my voice. I looked at Julia, smirking like a victorious fool, and that sent me over the edge.
I turned and ran up the stairs, ignoring Eli when he called after me. I heard him yell something at Julia, but I chose to ignore it. I ran up into his room and grabbed my bag, going into the bathroom and shutting the door with a slam, locking it behind me. I let the hot, angry tears fall as I took off his shirt, throwing it to the ground in disgust.
How could he do this to me? We made love last night, twice. I thought it meant something to both of us. I thought that maybe, he even lo- No. I wouldn't even go there. Not now, not when I knew that wasn't even a remote possibility. It hurt too much.
I heard Eli knock on the bathroom door. "Clare, it's not what it looks like," he pleaded.
I rolled my eyes, "How many times have you used that one before? Just save it, Eli." I wiped the tears from my face angrily and dressed myself, before picking up my bag and opening the door, marching past him. I avoided looking at him, not wanting to see the pity in his eyes. I walked back into his room, hearing his footsteps follow. I picked up my clothes that were tossed around the room, throwing them into my bag carelessly. I couldn't see, I couldn't think; all I could do was go through these robotic movements. I needed to get out as quickly as possible, not wanting the memories of last night to come flooding back to me just yet.
"Clare, let me explain, she-" Eli tried.
I spun around, not in the mood for excuses. "She what? She came to the door and you suddenly realized that she is what you wanted, and not me?" I screamed.
"No, Clare. That's not-"
I cut him off, "No, just stop, okay? I don't want to hear all about how you still love her. I don't care!" I screamed, trying to hide the lie. I wiped my tears and looked around, seeing if I forgot anything.
"Clare, just listen to me, okay? She kissed me, I didn't kiss her." He pleaded.
I scoffed and turned to face him, "Well, it sure looked like you enjoyed it."
He shook his head, "No, Clare. I was caught off guard."
I closed my eyes and shook my head, letting a few new tears fall, a headache setting in. I suddenly felt arms wrapping around me. I didn't feel comforted when he did it; it was if his once familiar touch became alien to me. It made me so angry. The nerve! I couldn't do anything; his arms secured me like a vice. I could only stand there until he felt it was okay to let go, and once he did, I surprised even myself with what I did next.
Before I could register what was happening, a loud smackechoed around the room as I slapped Eli harshly, my anger getting the best of me. "That's being caught off guard!" I yelled, watching his shocked face contort into a grimace, rubbing his cheek. He sighed, walking closer to me. I walked back, suddenly colliding with the wall. He stood in front of me, too close for my liking. I felt my lips quiver as more tears built up I my eyes. His eyes stared intently into mine, making me look away as the tears fell.
"Clare, I didn't kiss her back. I didn't even know what was going on," he told me desperately. "Please, you have to believe me." He whispered.
"I don't," I said lifelessly, the anger I felt previously dissipating into the air. Suddenly, all I felt was despair as I realized just how true that was.
He sighed and stood in front of me, watching me as I cried silently. I didn't know why it hurt so much, I mean, it's not like we were going to last. I was crazy to even think that things between us could ever work out. We were too different.
I sighed and looked at Eli, wiping my tears with my hand. "Maybe you should… find someone that's more fit into your life style, like Julia." I whispered.
His face was confused, pinning his eyebrows together as he processed what I had said. "What are you talking about?"
"Eli, look at the life around you," I said tiredly. "You have all of these fancy things and all this money. I-I don't have money like you. I don't have a big happy family to come home to. My house isn't filled with expensive things like yours." I sighed. "But Julia has all those things."
"You're right," he said plainly, and I suddenly felt a pain to my chest. "Julia does have those things. But there's one problem." I looked at him intently, wondering what he's talking about. "She's not you."
I shook my head and looked away from him. I wondered how many times he had used that before. I wasn't going to be that naive girl who falls for a guy's act; not this time. I was done. His hand reached up to cup my face but I smacked it away, turning my head to look at him, my eyes watery but determined.
"Don't. Touch. Me." I told him, and I hoped he couldn't hear the weakness in my voice.
He looked at me with a sad expression, but backed away. I took a deep breath and turned my head to look at the door.
"I need you to drive me back to Degrassi." I told him, my voice icy.
"But we still have one more day," he responded and the look I gave him was all it took for him to cave. He sighed, "Okay. Just let me call my parents."
"I'll be waiting downstairs," I mumbled before sweeping past him and going down the steps, where I waited for him to get his things so that I could finally leave all of this behind for good. When he descended the stairs, our eyes met, and I wondered how something that once seemed so promising could turn to complete and utter distrust in less than a time span of twenty minutes.
Funny, how it started with a kiss, and ended with one too.
Silence.
That one word describes most of the ride. I sat far away as possible from Eli, looking outside the window.
At every red light I could feel Eli's gaze on me, making me shift uncomfortably in my seat. I didn't want to look at him; if I did I would probably break down again, just at the memory of Julia's lips against his. I shuddered at the thought.
I still couldn't believe he did that. After everything I told him, after everything he told me… after everything we had been through. I laughed bitterly at the thought.
"What?" Eli asked, upon hearing me.
"Nothing." I muttered coldly, not wanting to talk to him.
I heard him sigh loudly, "Clare, could we talk?"
"No."
"Clare, just hear me out." I stayed silent, and I guess he took that as his chance. "I am over Julia. Like way over her. She just came over and started saying a whole bunch of shit and when I didn't give in, she kissed me. I swear that's what happened; I didn't-"
My stomach lurched at his lie, and I turned to look out the window so that he couldn't see my face. "I swear to God, Eli, if you do not shut up I will open this door and jump out." I cut him off, getting angrier by the second. Just hearing about what supposedly happened between them made my blood boil. I didn't believe what he was telling me. Why should I? He's lied to the whole school about us, why wouldn't he lie to me about him and Julia? That was what he was good at: lying. And I was so stupid not to figure that out earlier.
"Clare, please. Just listen to me."
I groaned and glanced around, noticing we were on the highway. Well, this was worth it. I unbuckled my seatbelt and glanced outside. I grabbed the hearse door handle and pulled it open, ignoring Eli's surprised protest, slowing down before reaching out for me. I pushed the door open, before I did a tuck and roll out of the hearse and onto the gravel. It hurt, but it was worth it.
I heard the sound of car wheels squeaking, signaling that someone had stopped abruptly. I grunted and picked myself off the ground, brushing myself off. I hissed as I felt a pain in my hand. I looked down and my eyes nearly bulged. My palm had a huge gash in it as it bled.
I turned when I heard someone yell.
"What the fuck was that?" Eli screamed at me, walking towards me. "You could have gotten seriously hurt!"
"What's it to you?" I asked him, rolling my eyes and walking in the other direction.
"Clare!" he yelled, but I ignored him and kept walking.
I hissed in pain when he grabbed my hand, pulling me back. He pinned his eyebrows together and looked at my hand, then his, which was covered in my blood. He sighed and ripped a part of his shirt off before wrapping it around my hand. He tied it up pretty tight, trying to stop the bleeding.
"Smart move." He said.
I just glared at him.
He sighed, "Come on." He tried pulling me back to the hearse, but I wouldn't budge.
"I'm not going anywhere with you." I said coldly.
"So you're just going to hitch-hike back?" he asked.
"Yup, that's pretty much the plan."
Eli groaned and walked closer to me, pulling on my arm, trying to pull me to the hearse that was parked on the side of the highway. I tried to pull back, but he was too strong, and I was just about out of energy. He dragged me part of the way but I finally got enough strength to pull away. He sighed, frustrated, and then stopped, making me stop. He turned to face me and then bent down, picking me up by my legs and swinging me over his shoulder. I squeaked and started pounding on his back as he brought me back to the hearse.
"Put me down!" I screamed, flinging my arms. I would have kicked but he held my feet down, knowing I would try to do.
"Okay." He said, putting me down and then forcing me into the hearse. I huffed, crossing my arms and he knelt in front of me.
"You don't have to listen to me, or talk to me, but please just let me drive you back." He pleaded softly.
I sighed and uncrossed my arms. "Fine," I mumbled as I turned my head to face the windshield.
He sighed and I felt him press his lips to my temple. I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling tears prick them as I felt the electricity fly through me from his touch. He pulled away and I looked at him with sad eyes.
"You don't get to do that." I whispered.
He sighed and nodded, looking down. He moved his hand and placed it over mine; I clenched my fist, trying so hard not to take his hand in mine. He removed his hand and stood up, closing the hearse door. I waited until he got in the driver's side and began to drive again.
Here comes the silence.
By the time we got back to Degrassi, I was already dropping. My eyelids felt heavy and I felt as if I had been dragging a bag of bricks around all day. I stared out the window robotically, not really seeing anything. I was too tired to even feel sad anymore; there was just a dull aching in my chest that I tried my best to ignore.
Eli pulled up in the parking lot to his dorm, and turned the ignition off. We sat there for several quiet seconds in the dimly lit interior, as if asking: is this really it? We already knew the answer though, see, and so it was no use. We were just prolonging everything; the hurt, the anger, the feelings we had towards one another.
It was pretty late, so I wasn't worried about anyone seeing us. Not that it really...mattered...anymore. I climbed out of the hearse slowly and went to the back to retrieve my bags; Eli followed. I ignored his stare as I pulled them out, beginning to walk away without a word, but Eli pulled me back, turning me to face him.
"Wait," he looked at me, his eyes sad. I couldn't bear to look at him any longer, and so I cast my eyes away. "Are we still… together?" he asked, a small shred of hope in his voice.
I bit my lip and looked down, feeling the tears again. I shook my head slowly.
a few moment of silence passed, and I began to pull away, but Eli's grip on my hand tightened slightly, almost desperate as he stepped closer. "Clare, you said you wouldn't leave me," He said weakly, and ashen I finally looked up, I could see his eyes glistening with tears.
I felt a pang in my chest, seeing him like that, but I had to remind myself that he didn't care. "And you said you wouldn't cheat on me," I whispered, barely audible.
"I didn't cheat!" he yelled, startling me. His eyes flashed angrily, remorse following behind as soon as he saw me cringe back from his outburst. He took a few seconds to calm down, looking at me apologetically. He sighed and took a step closer to me, taking both of my hands in his. I stared at them, at my small fingers intertwined limply with his larger ones.
"Clare, dammit, don't do this," he said. "I didn't kiss Julia, she kissed me. I am way over her, I swear. You...mean so much to me," He pleaded. "Please, don't end us… again."
I choked on a sob, letting the tears fall once again. I wanted so desperately to believe him, but something wasn't letting me. I thought I trusted him. I thought I could. But I didn't. I couldn't. I pulled my hands away from his softly, and he let me, seemingly defeated. I hugged myself and closed my eyes.
"Goodbye, Eli."
It might have been the fact that I wanted to stop forgiving people when they least deserve it, or it might have been the fact that I was scared. Either way…I picked up my bags, looked at him one last time, and for the first time in my life, instead of trying to fix what was broken beyond repair, I walked away.
Sorry this chapter was so short. It's kind of leading up to things.
And yes, there will be more drama to come :) . I have it all planned out. I think this story will have a few more chapters left, and then I might be ending it. :(
To be honest I would love to continue, but I don't really have any other ideas then the ones I already have.
Anyways, I hope you liked it.. please don't kill me. :S
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