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A/N: 237 reviews, and seven chapters! That's fucking great! Well, there's not much I have to say about this chapter, except for the fact that it's the moment you've all been waiting for! You get to find out why Eli is such an ass in this story! Be prepared!

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 8

"Clare, it's getting late, shouldn't you be in bed right now?" I glanced up at my mother, taking my eyes off the T.V for a few moments. After we had our dinner, we decided to watch a few movies. I was so engrossed in them, that I hadn't noticed the time.

11:45 P.M.

"Oh, yeah, I guess I'll go to bed now, good night mom." I got up from the couch, and kissed my mom's cheek before I walked lazily up the stairs. I walked into my room and shut the door behind me. I walked to my night stand and turned my lamp on, and then made my way to the bathroom so I can brush my teeth.

I rinsed my mouth and walked out of my bathroom, heading into my room. I yawned and crawled under my sheets, after grabbing my laptop from my nightstand. I looked at the time at the corner of the screen and chewed nervously on my bottom lip.

11:55 P.M.

In just five minutes, Eli will be coming over. It's right about now where I enjoyed the fact that my mom's room is across the house on the first floor, because then she wouldn't hear Eli sneaking into my room, and well… doing whatever it is he plans to do to me. I blushed at the thought, and started to play a short game of Solitaire, so I could at least try and keep my eyes open.

I'm never awake at this time, and if I were, it would be when I have my friends staying the night. I yawned again, and just as my eyes began to drift shut, I heard something being hit against my window. I got up and walked to it, of course finding the one and only Elijah Goldsworthy standing on my front lawn. I swallowed hard and opened my window, stepping out and watching him climb up the tree next to my house.

After a few curse words, and small tree branches snapping, Eli soon had climbed over my balcony, and was now standing before me. I glanced up at him and he flashed that stupid grin that I had secretly adored.

Eli had walked around me and I soon turned around and followed him inside my room. I closed and locked my window and the second I turned around, Eli had pushed me up against the wall and reached down and grabbed the backs of my thighs, hoisting my body up. Eli slowly pressed his lips over mine, and I instantly kissed him back, but more aggressively than he had done just now.

"Don't force it." Eli whispered.

I pinned my eyebrows together.

Eli and I stared into each other's eyes and he slowly leaned up and started to kiss my neck.

The confusion on my face never ceased to stop. Why is he being so soft? I ignored it though. Eli had kissed around my neck, softly biting my flesh causing me to whimper slightly. I pulled his head up and kissed him lightly; keeping in mind that Eli said not to force it.

Eli reached down and he cupped my bottom and squeezed it lightly. I moaned and pulled my lips back. Eli carried me to the bed and he lay my body down on it, after moving my laptop to the side, against the wall. Eli moved on top of me and crushed his lips over mine. I ran my hands up his abs, his chest, and then wrapped them around his neck.

I tilted my head to the side, trying to get a better lip lock with him. Eli only pulled his mouth away from mine and once against started to kiss my neck. His leg moved in between mine, and he brushed his knee against my center. I gasped and my back arched lightly.

Eli did it again, grinding his knee against me, until I had soon started to move my hips up against it. Eli smirked and he lifted my shirt over my head before her reached up and turned my lamp off.

Soon enough we were kissing each other, but this time it was more frantic. Eli reached up and he cupped my breast, squeezing it lightly before he started to massage it gently. I moaned and my back arched against his touch. Eli leaned down and he kissed my sternum, moving to the left, his tongue made a small wet trail to my nipple.

"Ah!" I gasped when he took my nipple in between his teeth and tugged on it lightly before he sucked hard on it.

I whimpered and whined in my throat, feeling his tongue flick over my nipple a few times, while his fingers teased the other. I gasped and moaned, and then Eli switched. My body began to shake from anxiousness, and Eli had started to kiss down my body.

I watched through lust clouded eyes, through the dim lighting, as Eli's head disappeared between my legs. I felt him tug on my pants and he removed them, along with my panties.

I instinctively separated my legs and Eli didn't waste any time. I moaned softly, feeling his tongue enter me slowly. I lifted my hips against his face, trying to get him to move his tongue faster, or to slip his fingers inside me, but he continued to slowly plunge his tongue back and forth, in and out. His arms wrapped around my legs and he moved his mouth away, only to place kisses on my inner thighs.

"E-Eli, don't stop." I begged.

Eli's response was a gentle nip against my clit. I moaned and licked my lips. Eli's tongue now stroked my clit and I moaned and whined, feeling his fingers brush over my drenched hole. Eli kissed up my body; his hand remained in between my legs.

"I want you so bad." I whispered, feeling a little bold to even saying this right now.

Eli didn't respond though.

I tugged on his shirt, and he moved away for a few seconds. I heard the sound of his shirt hitting the floor. I reached up and grazed my nails across his lightly sculpted body, moving my fingers over his nipples, making him gasp lightly. I smiled and clawed his neck. Eli moaned and he leaned down and kissed my lips.

His hips soon pressed into mine, and I moaned, feeling his obvious erection against my inner thigh. I reached down and grabbed him through his jeans. Eli groaned in the kiss and he started to maneuver around, unbuttoning his jeans, and pulling them down. I helped him out of his jeans, and reached up to pull his boxers down, but he wasn't wearing any.

I smirked mentally.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"Just fuck me already." I responded.

Eli didn't enter me the second I said that. I pinned my eyebrows together. I wanted to ask what the hell was going on.

"I can't do this." Eli muttered.

I sat up.

"What?" I asked curiously.

"Clare I can't do this, not anymore." Eli's voice was barely above a whisper. I reached over and turned my lamp on, finding Eli sitting on his knees, arms by his side, and his head was hung low. I sat up, and held his face in my hands. I looked into his eyes and I asked, "What's wrong."

I was a little concerned to be honest. Eli was a complete and total jerk for the past two days, and now he's acting like a different person, the way he did before everything happened.

"I have to go." Eli said.

"No, you're staying here and telling me what's going on."

Eli sighed shakily and he sat back on the bed, leaning against the wall. I felt a little uncomfortable with him sitting there naked, but I wanted to know what was wrong with him. He sighed again, leaning his head against the wall. I waited patiently for him to respond. Eli said, "I know you're going to get mad, but… God, Clare I can't tell you."

"Tell me what?" I asked.

Eli glanced over at me and I raised my eyebrows in question.

He lowered his gaze.

"Everything that's been happening for the past two days, me being an ass, it was all just a game."

I blinked a few times.

"I don't understand."

"Don't be naïve, Clare. It's understandable. I played with you." Eli turned to me, and I instantly felt the pain start to wrap around my heart, and squeeze it so tight, that I felt as if my heart was going to explode through my chest. My lips quivered, and I opened and closed my mouth.

"E-excuse me?" I asked.

"I. Played. With. You. It was all just a game, Clare. I made a bet with a guy, and he didn't think that I could get you to fuck me, and to give in to me even if I was being a complete and total ass to you. Clearly, I won the bet." Eli explained.

It didn't take long for tears to start welding in my eyes, and spills down my cheeks, rapidly. I didn't waste time; I screamed as loud as I possibly could, "Get out! Get the fuck out! GET OUT!" I started to hit his chest, his face, and arms. Eli flinched and grabbed my wrists.

"Let me go! GET OUT!" I screamed.

"Clare, please just let me explain—

"GET OUT!" I repeated.

The door to my room was slammed open and my mom ran in.

"Clare what's—Elijah? What are you doing here? Why are you guys naked!"

"Mom Eli came into my room and tried to force himself on me!" I cried. He shot his eyes to me and got up from the bed, gathering his clothes. He pulled his pants on and stormed out of the house. I heard the front door open and slam shut. My mom walked to me, and she wrapped her arms around me. I cried heavily in her arms, sobbing freely, choking on every one of my sobs.

Mom rubbed my back and she held me close to her. I held her close to me, not wanting her to leave. I know I lied about Eli forcing himself on me, but I had to get him to leave somehow. I continued to cry in her arms. I ended up crying myself to sleep.

End of Chapter 8

Okay so, here you are :) Crazy isn't it? Well, I might as well tell you guys, that I had wrote this, from experience, not the sex, but the bet, Eli being a total ass to Clare, sneaking into the room, etc. All this happened, and well I figured I'd write it. I needed to get it off my chest, and there you go, you got a small dose of my past relationship -_-;

But anyway, chapter 9 will be posted soon, don't worry ha ha. I love reviews! So, leave me some?

Goodbye for now!