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Magic Eli
ELI
"C-Cece, you said they'd stop...they didn't stop, they won't stop!" I screamed frantically, tugging at the roots of my hair, frustration obvious to the observer.
"Oh honey, just breathe...breathe and relax," I shook my head, as Cece continued to stroke my back, humming a tune. My eyelids were clenched tightly, my hands shaking, and the worst part-I didn't know why this was happening.
"How come this only happens to me Cece? Why don't the other kids have to-to go to therapy...to be taken out of school early to go to doctors? Why don't their hands shake? Or-Or their emotions change?" I whimpered, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably.
Cece pulled me into her lap, and I rested my head on her chest, "They aren't special like you are Eli. You're my special little boy, always have been, always will be."
"I want to be normal. Please, can we go to the store and get some medicine to be normal? Please?" I pleaded, looking up at my mother who just sighed, "Sweetie, I know that I always tell you medicine can cure you but...but I'm sorry honey, not this time."
"You lied to me?" my breath got caught in my throat, as I looked up at Cece-my own mother, my own flesh and blood, "I didn't lie to you honey...I just-some things can't be cured by cold medicine."
"B-But you promised me...you said things would get better too! It's not happening!" I whined, whimpering into Cece's arms. She stroked her fingers through my hair, as I toyed with the string hanging loosely off the hem of her shirt.
"Y-You said that the kids wouldn't laugh at me anymore...you lied, they keep laughing, they keep hurting me," I whispered, as Cece held me closely, while I clung to her, "I love you so much honey, we'll talk to your principle and teachers-it will get better. I promise."
Cece, my adoptive mother, was known for her infamous lies she fed me as a kid. She would use special tactics when I was having a breakdown-which normally came back to the fact that I was a "special kid" and how "mommy loves you".
People just don't get it, do they?
Jake doesn't understand-he never did. He grew up with a family, with his rightful parents. Not a flaw was found in that man's life, except for the fact that he treats women like shit half the time. He's afraid of commitment, afraid of love.
I wish that was my only problem.
"So how're you feeling Eli? What brought you back here? I haven't seen your worried face in ages," I looked up at my teenage hood therapist, swallowing the pulsating lump in my throat.
"I've met a woman, doctor."
"Ah-," I cut her off, "It's not like that. I've punched her, and emotionally abused her. She doesn't know who I really am. It kills me that I lie to her, and it's getting easier by the lie doc. I-I don't want to lose her, she's my best friend."
"Now Eli, have you harmed her in any way during a breakdown?" she asked, folding her right leg over the left, "Yes m-m'am. I was deep in thought, shaken up, and she came out of nowhere. I still haven't forgiven myself for it."
"Has she forgiven you?" I averted my gaze shamelessly to my feet, "She said she forgives me. She makes it seems like there's nothing wrong with me, but I'm so...so fucked up. Why does she keep lying to me?"
"Eli," my therapist removed her glasses, staring me in the eyes, "Has it ever occurred to you that maybe-just maybe, she only sees you for you? Do you understand that this woman, whoever she may be has forgiven you because she cares. She sounds like a good person, and you've only told me one thing about her. That's all I need to know to assure you Eli, that she's only trying to fit in with you."
"What do you mean?"
"She forgave you because she's a good, kind hearted person. She just wants to be your friend Eli, and a friend stays by your side no matter what. She's trying to prove that to you."
My palms began to sweat, as I loosened the grip of the tight collar around my neck, "I introduced her to Cece and Bullfrog."
"Eli," she smiled, "That's wonderful. You've never brought anyone home to Cece and Bullfrog besides Jake, am I correct?"
I nodded, smirking shyly, "I thought that she deserved to meet them...and I really needed to see them again, but I couldn't do it alone. Without Clare, I'm pretty sure I would've backed out of going."
"How long has it been since you've seen your parents?" she asked, but I corrected her, "They aren't my parents."
"They're two people who love and nurtured you, made you into the person you are today. They're your parents," my therapist tried to do what she always did when I came here-convince me that Cece and Bullfrog were my parents. She'd define the role of parents, but in all honesty, my real parents left me in a box in the pouring rain as a baby.
That was the truth, and you couldn't sugar coat it.
"Whatever you think, you can think it. But let me tell you, no matter how many times they hug me, tell me they love me, and the infinitive amount of times I've cried in Cece's arms like a baby, THEY'LL NEVER BE MY PARENTS!"
I stormed out of there, my mind racing, hands shaking and the past flashing before my eyes...
CLARE
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
I jolted out of a restless sleep, only to hear an obnoxiously loud banging coming from my apartment door. My head craned to the left, and I noticed it was two thirty in the morning.
After working back to back double shifts at the Dot to keep my mind off of Fitz, off of Eli, off of life, I was exhausted.
In the back of my mind, I was praying it was Eli, but I knew that their was a possibility it could be Fitz-coming back to finish off from last time.
I squinted, the darkness consuming my vision as I grabbed a hold of the baseball bat I bought after Fitz and I broke up. Since I knew I'd be living alone, I needed to protect myself, as an independent woman.
My hands clenched the bat tightly, the knocking increasing with impatience.
When I opened the door, I was ready to swing, when Eli shouted, "Hey, hey! Put that thing down, who do you think was at the door?"
The bat fell to my side, "You never know, it is two thirty in the morning."
"True, it's always good to take precautions. You know, considering you do live alone, there's a lot of creeps out here-," I cut Eli off, rubbing my eyes tiredly, "What do you want Eli? Is this what you wanted to do at two thirty in the morning? Tell me about how I have to protect myself?"
"Uh...you see, I went to my therapist earlier today..."
"You have a therapist?"
"That's not important. Clare, I need to tell you something. It's been on my mind, clawing at my brain cells, tearing," he breathed out, frustrated with his choice of words.
"Do you want to come in?" I opened the door wider, and flicked on the light in the kitchen.
Eli slowly walked in, asking curiously, "What's that hole in the wall from?"
"You can't keep stepping on me Fitz, you had your chance...and I had mine. Please, leave."
He had tears in his face, as he charged at me, his fist held high. I clenched my eyes together, tears streaming down my cheeks, bracing for the impact of his rough, scratched knuckles.
My entire body shook, hearing Fitz punch the wall beside me, puncturing a gigantic hole, as he stared me in the eyes, his chest heaving through his sweater, "I don't care what you say Clare, I always loved you."
From my fingers to my toes, I had no feeling.
"Oh, you know, this place is so cheap...the walls are practically caving in," I smiled, putting myself up a cup of coffee to wake myself up.
"See Clare, I think the one thing wrong with our relationship...our friendship, is that we keep lying. The lies are suffocating us, keeping us from being with each other," I looked at Eli, who was pacing my kitchen with this intense expression on his face.
"What d-do you mean? W-What are you saying?"
He smirked, a dry laugh escaping his lips, "You don't know anything about me Clare, nothing."
"Then tell me."
"I-I'm...my real parents aren't Cece and Bullfrog," his voice cracked, the obvious hurt evident in his voice. My heart raced, thudding loudly against my rib cage, "Who are they then?"
"M-My adoptive parents."
Tears rolled down his face, his chest rising up and down in a frantic rhythm. I knew that took so much, and to think that he trusted me enough to tell me, made my heart swell.
"W-Where are your real parents, Eli?" I asked innocently, and he smirked, walking closer to me, placing his hand on the nape of my neck.
He forced me to look into his eyes, as he rested his forehead against mine, our noses touching gently. My breath hitched, feeling his fingers lacing through my curls, "I-I don't know...I-I have no idea. W-When I was only a month born my r-real parents left me on a s-street corner in a box during a rain storm. C-Cece couldn't have k-kids, and Bullfrog was walking her back from when they found out the news. They thought I was a miracle baby..."
I sniffled, wiping away his tears with my thumb, "You're magical Eli, don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
His breath tickled my lips, before he pulled me into a kiss, his tongue sliding into my mouth. I stood on my tippy toes, trying to deepen the kiss. Eli got the message of my struggle, and leaned down, forcing his tongue deeper into my mouth. A moan erupted from the back of my throat, and Eli grinned, swallowing it happily.
My hand traced over the lines of his jacket, "W-What was um-what was that for?"
I felt his fingernail trace over my jawline soothingly, "It was for you, I really like you Clare..."
"I shouldn't like you Eli, I shouldn't trust you..." I watched his hand on my shoulder tighten nervously, his smirk drop into the saddest expression I've ever seen.
His chin dropped slightly, but I picked it up before he could completely fall, "But Eli, for some reason...I trust you, with all my heart."
END OF CHAPTER 13
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In The Next Chapter: Eli and Clare have a lazy day in...
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