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A/N: So this story is making loads of progress. I am seriously super happy that my first fanfic is getting loads of reviews! I love you guys so much!(Not it a creeper way though :3 ) I hope you guys are likeing how I'm making the chapters longer for more entertainment. lol.

Important Note: The stories, "Dependable" and "Kiss it Better" were deleted somehow. I never did anything to them. So I'll post them when I'm almost done with this story. (Which will be a long time) Sorry for the minunderstanding.

Enjoy :3

Chapter Twelve-

"Dry your eyes, You'll be okay"

I unlocked the bathroom stall and patted my skirt down and looked into the bathroom's mirror. I looked a mess. Scared even. There was just no getting out was there? There'd never be an end to this miserable thing known as life. My head began to hurt and reached up and held my forehead upstraight and tried to relax myself but couldn't.

My whole body felt inflamed. It felt like I was about to die any minute. I turned the cold handel for the sink and splashed a little bit of water on my face to cool myself down. It didn't work.

I opened up the restroom's door and acted as casual as I could and took my place back at the two-some table where Bullfrog was at. He already had his Ice-cream at hand and my bowl was sitting right infront of me.

"You better hurry up and eat that. Before it melts." I gave a weak smile and picked up the spoon and scooped it down into the delicious minty substance and shoved it in my mouth. Don't get me wrong, the taste was unbelivable but the way I felt made me think I'd throw up any minute. Eli. Eli was all I could think about. The way he'd tell me everything would be fine. That everything would be okay if we all just stayed together. But he's wrong. Nothings fine.

Bullfrog finnished his cone and waited for me. But I wasn't gonna be finnishing until I got my mind set straight and just admitted to the world that I'm only causing Eli's sickness to become worse.

I got up and threw the remaining amount of icecream into the trash can and left the ice cream shop to the station wagon. I really needed rest. That's all. Rest, and figuring where I stood in life as of right now.

Bullfrog unlocked the doors, and I hurried inside to get situated into the passenger seat and buckled up.

Eli was okay. He had a room and estensials like any one there would need. He even had a room mate. A roommate that would help Eli when I wasn't there. When I couldn't wrap him in my arms. The situation they were in now was priceless. They were far more than compatiable with eachother.

Perfect.

When we got home I ran upstairs and entered my room and fell onto my bed. I knew I wouldn't be seeing Eli that often because he was at Crodane. It wouldn't be that much of a problem if I just looked in there and saw...Somethings. Part of me knew that it would be sort of...pervert-ish. But the other part of me felt some sort of rush. Like this was really and truly what I needed to do.

I pulled out my white night gown and took off my clothes. Changing was actually relaxing me. It probably had something to do with the comfort that my nightgown brought.

After that was done, I tip-toed across the hall to Elijah's room. When I entered the room was pitch black and hollow. His room held this somewhat strange smell. Like something had just died recently in here.

I pinched my nose and searched for Febreez or some type of air freshner. The closest thing to it though was body Axe. What the hell, I'll just spray this. I untwisted the cap and sprayed large amounts of it. LARGE AMOUNTS.

After the stinkfest was over I sat the deoderant (for boys) and began my "Epic" journey through out Eli's room.

My stark eyes scanned through out his room. Everything was emo and just plain out scary...

When I thought this night just couldn't get epic-er I noticed a leather journal hiding just beneath his bed. My bare feet scurried toward it and gripped it ever so tightly. This was it. The information that would unleash it's self in me. The real Eli that I had been falling for was just within this book. And I, Clare Edwards, would finnaly be able to catch up on what I was missing. What I would have never thought. This was it!

My fingers ghosted over the pages, looking for some sort of...entry. When I did I couldn't believe what this whole book was about. What Eli's main purpose for this was about.

I turned to the leather front cover and noticed that it said Crodane on the front. OH GOD! What have I gotten myself into? Deep crap, that's what.

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"Your so lucky,Eli. You have somebody who cares." Brook said. Her and I were in our beds doing nothing but talking in the dark. It was a really good way to get my mind off of things. Loads of things.

"Yea...Clare's there for me. She really knows how to make me feel-" Brook cut me off. She walked over to me and sat on the edge of my bed.

"Have you ever thought about trying something new?" Her voice was light and pretty soon turned into a whisper. What the crap was she talking about?

"I don't follow." She took my hand into her's and gripped it tightly.

"Look Eli, I know this is sudden but...We have this like deep connection that sorta makes it hard to resist." What the- Was she inlove with me? I pulled my hand back and stared at her eyes with fear.

"Brook don't get me wrong. Your atractive but Clare and I have a stronger connection. There's nothing that will change that. Okay?" Brook's face fell and she walked back over toward her bed and slouched down in it. Was she bipolar?

"Goodnight." She whispered. Guilt began to build back up inside of me. I couldn't just sleep this off.

"Brook. Look I'm sorry. But you get why I could never go out with you right?" No answer. I sat up and turned my gaze toward her. Brook's face was stuffed into her pillow. Sobbs were spilling out of her mouth. It was hearbreaking.

"Just go to bed Eli. Cuh-lare will be here tomorrow. So you two can have sex and what not." And with that it was silent. (Again)

The only thing stuck on my mind now was Clare and me having sex? That's alittle over the top don't you think? Good god. I was so confused. Geesh.

(Endo of Chapter 12)

A/N: Okay this chapter sort of...sucked. It was intirely short and I'm sorry for the lack of...Everything. It's 12:10 PM and I'm just really really tired. The after flu sickness leaves you tired and weak and makes you just...Not writable I guess. But thanks again for those of you who stuck by me. Hope you guys enjoyed this sucky Chapter. More will be updated soon. Longer ch.'s so get ready. "You're Not Alone" is no where from being finnished.

-Saphy :3