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A/N: Woot! One hundred reviews! I'm excited. I didn't think you guys would enjoy this story so much! Oh and just to answer a question, this story is not going to be more than ten chapters, so it's probably going to be just eight at the most, possibly six. Anyway, here's chapter 4! I hope you guys like it! Oh and it's going to be in Eli's POV, just so you get the idea of what's going on X3.

This story is inspired by the song Get Up, Get Up, Get Up by Barcelona.

Crawling on Ashes

Summary: It was, Clare rather thought now, those two last words—"even me"—that had sent her feet walking out of the room without her even realizing it. Was he so promiscuous? More importantly, was she really so undesirable?

Chapter 4

I held my jaw, now feeling the pain from when Adam punched me.

I guess I deserved it; I did call Clare a bitch. I closed my locker and walked to the lunchroom, slowly dragging my feet down the hallway, occasionally flashing a small smirk to the girls that locked eyes with me. I rolled my eyes, stupid fan girls. Honestly, can't they get the hint that I don't want them? No matter how many times they reveal a little skin to me, cleavage, etc. there's no way in hell I'll go for them.

I have my eyes set out for one girl and one girl only; no matter if I said I didn't want her. Hell I do want her, relationship wise? Hell no. I'm not into that kind of shit, being together with one person, when all you worry about is trying to make them happy. I'm not that kind of person. Never have been, and probably never will be.

I made my way into the line, and grabbed a few snacks, paid, and then walked outside. I wasn't really that hungry.

I opened a bag of chips and popped a chip into my mouth, and glanced around, averting my gaze here and there. I continued to eat my pathetic excuse of a lunch in peace, until someone decided to walk up to me and interrupt my moment of silence.

"Eli, we have to talk."

"What is it Adam?"

He sat down in front of me, slamming his tray down on the picnic table. I blinked up at him, and set my bag of chips aside. I folded my hands over the table and said, "Okay, shoot."

"What the hell is your problem? Why would you do something so horrible to Clare?"

I smirked, lopsidedly.

"Hey… I didn't do shit, she came to me." I responded, holding my hands up in defense.

Adam narrowed his eyes at me and he opened and closed his mouth. He blinked a few times, wearing a still confused look on his face. I tried my hardest not to laugh. His face was priceless, as if he didn't know what the hell was going on, obviously he didn't.

"What? Didn't Clare-bear tell you the entire story of what happened?" I questioned.

Adam shook his head.

He looked slightly interested, so I decided to tell him.

"Well, it all started at the party yesterday—

"Eliiii…"

I turned around and was taken aback when someone's body was on mine.

"Clare? What are you doing here?"

"I-is that even a question Eli?" She purred. I lifted an eyebrow, as she wrapped her arms around my neck. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and her blue eyes were glazed.

Clare giggled and she moved one of her arms off from around my neck. That's when I now noticed the half empty beer bottle being held loosely between her fingers. I blinked a few times, watching her bring it up to her lips, and she chugged the rest of it.

"Eli, do you want me now?"

I blinked a few times, trying my hardest not to smirk.

"Clare, you're drunk…" I stated obviously.

"S-so… I figured you'd want me this way… because you like girls who are intoxicated r-right?" Clare's words slurred as she spoke.

Honestly, she was right, but… Clare isn't someone I would honestly want to sleep with. Sure, she's a cute girl, but—

"Eli, please." Clare whimpered.

I glanced down at her blue eyes and she held a small smirk on her lips.

"Do you want me now?" She asked again.

I shrugged my shoulders, and just went along with it. I crushed my lips over hers, and backed her up against a brick wall. Clare whimpered and she pulled away, looking in my eyes. She held a slightly confused look, but I kissed her again, crushing my lips against hers.

She whimpered again.

I moved my hands all over her body, as she moved her legs around my waist while I groped her ass, kneading and squeezing softly. I carried us up to an empty room, smirking slightly in our needy kiss. I kicked the door closed with my foot, and before I could register what was going on, I had started to remove her clothes, and mine soon came off as well.

I moved forward, and she started walking back as I kissed her again.

She fell back on the bed and I moved on top of her.

Clare whimpered and whined as I moved my hands up and down her sides, inching them closer to her breasts.

Clare leaned up and she crushed her lips over mine, and I returned the kiss, our tongues moving along each other's in a needy kiss.

I moved my hands to her breasts and squeezed them, tearing away from her lips just to latch my teeth on her nipple, while I groped her other breast, brushing my thumb over her nipple.

I moved away and looked into Clare's eyes.

She licked her lips, and without warning, I thrust into, she screamed.

I didn't wait for her to adjust, seeing as she was a virgin. I was too caught up with lust that I didn't want to fucking wait. I thrust my hips back and forth.

Clare moaned, loud.

I took a hint that she liked this, and finally adjusted, so I continued, thrusting my hips hard and fast.

I groaned and felt her walls instantly tighten around my cock.

She soon reached her climax, and I pulled out of hers the second I felt my orgasm coming; I wasn't in the position to getting a drunken girl pregnant.

I pulled out of her and moved the edge of the bed, grabbing my pants from the floor. I started to pull them on and Clare had wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and began placing kisses on my neck.

I moved away, shoving her off me.

"Eli."

I turned to face her and stared at the slightly curious look in her eyes. My eyebrows disappeared behind my bangs, as I gave her a questioning look.

"What is it?" I asked, not trying to sound rude, but of course it came out that way.

Clare sat on the bed, rubbing her thumbs around in a circle over each other. She glanced up at me while biting her bottom lip slightly. She blushed instantly. I figured she was slightly sober to finally realize what had happened, but I'm not sure. I cleared my throat, grabbing her attention.

"Are we— together?"

I narrowed my eyes at her and scoffed, rolling my eyes and I laughed sarcastically. I reached up and rubbed the back of my neck. I tried not to sound so rude about this.

"What makes you think we're together? Because we slept with each other? God Clare, you're so naïve. To think that people just become an item after fucking. This isn't a fairytale sweetheart."

I picked up her clothes, and tossed them to her.

Clare frowned and she licked her lips slightly.

"B-but I thought… if… if we you know… we slept together, we would be… to-together."

Her voice squeaked as she finished her sentence; she started to cry.

I frowned and rubbed the back of my neck in slight frustration. God, Clare is such a naïve little girl. I sighed heavily.

"Ha, don't make me laugh Clare! Nobody gets together that way anymore, not even me."

I smirked at her, but when Clare bit her lips hard yet again, she started to quickly pull her clothes on. I blinked a few times and watched her storm out of the room, crying heavily. I swallowed the lump in my throat and sighed, sitting on the bed, placing a hand over my forehead.

Adam blinked a few times.

"So what you're saying is… Clare was drunk?"

"Yeah she was drunk, fucking wasted if you ask me." I added.

"But—

"Look, what I said to her, Clare took it the wrong way. I was trying to prove a point. She kind of stormed out of the room, so I couldn't tell her what exactly it was I meant." I said, cutting him off. Adam opened and closed his mouth. He frantically scratched the side of his head, as if he was getting frustrated, but more over confused.

"You could have told her this morning! And why would you do what you did the classroom earlier then?" He asked.

I thought about what to say. Why did I tease her this morning? I frowned and shrugged my shoulders. I responded, "She was ignoring me. So I tried to get her attention, but you know… knowing Clare she would scream so I—

"You said you would make it hard for her at the moment if she said anything, and then you touched her inappropriately in a classroom. Eli what kind of a sick fuck are you?" Adam interjected.

I blinked a few times.

How did Adam know I did this? Was he watching me?

Wait, Clare and Adam are practically closer than twins, she probably told him when she got home. I sighed and said, "Look… I did it because I wanted to. Clare's so easy to torment, the girl gives in easily, drunk or not."

"Why would you play with her feelings like that?" Adam growled.

"I'm not playing with her feelings Adam. I'm just having a little fun, trust me, Clare's enjoying it." I grabbed my empty potato chip bags and added, "I'm not doing anything to hurt her, and you can trust me on that."

"I don't trust you in general! If you're not doing anything to hurt her, why would you call her a bitch earlier?" Adam questioned.

"Because you're annoying and I know it pisses you off when people talk about Clare in a bad way, plus I was in a bad mood. I have to go; you can stay here and eat your lunch." I got up and tossed the empty bags in the trashcan, making my way to my locker.

It's my free period and I normally sit at the lockers and read comic books, but I didn't want to do that today. I twisted the combination in and opened my locker. I reached up and grabbed my phone.

I went through my contacts and quickly sent someone a text. I closed my locker and sat against them, waiting patiently for the person I text to text me back. It didn't take long, surprisingly.

I don't want you at my house Eli, if you come over… I'll have my mom call the cops on you.
Clare

I smirked, admiring her fatal attempt in trying to sound tough. I text her back, and closed my phone, chewing on the inside corner of my bottom lip. I glanced down at my phone once I received a text back from her.

… Fine, I'll see you after school… but only to talk okay? I don't have time for your stupid games.
Clare

Stupid games huh?

Clare you're so in for more than just a stupid game, you just wait and see.

End of Chapter 4

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