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Clare's POV:

"I can't believe you brought me to a club!" I shrieked in a light tone as Jake showed the bouncer his fake ID.

He gave me a chuckle and flashed that smile that made my heart melt, "It's fun! Come on, just let lose, even if it's only for tonight…"

I rolled me eyes, "Peer pressure again?"

Jake smiled, "Of course." He stepped closer so his tall skinny form hovered over me. I smelled his forest cologne as his hot breath tickled my neck, "Come on, just let go…."

I bit my bottom lip. This was a bad idea. We should go home. But…I looked at all the people dancing and drinking and they all looked so happy. Why shouldn't I have a little fun for once? Maybe just one night…

I turned to Jake and nodded firmly, "Okay. Let's go have some fun, just for tonight."

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Eli's POV:

I have never walked out like that. Never. Even after Julia died. Never.

My mom called my phone endlessly for a while so I turned it off. I just wanted to get out of my head for a bit. I didn't want to be an ass but I didn't want to be the perfect son tonight either. So I left.

I knew Imogen lived close by so I figured maybe she might be up for company…or she would bruletly rejecting me. Either one seemed better than going home at this point.

I picked up my pace as I walked across the road. The weather was bad tonight and I didn't want it to start raining. Lucky for me I looked up and spotted Imogen's house at the end of the block. She told me her parents were pretty normal and she inherited all the crazy genes so I figured the house was her when I saw the crazy mail box with homemade cat ears she told me about.

I chuckled and pulled my phone out of my pocket, dialing her number. She answered quickly, "Eli?"

"Hey Imogen!" I said.

"Whats up?" She asked.

I looked up at her window, "I was wondering if you wanted some company…?"

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"Edwards, let's dance." Jake asked, but it sounded more like a statement. He didn't drink which I liked. Eli usually had a few beers if we did something like this but never enough to get drunk.

I felt Jake's toned arms wrap around my waist and he gave me a squeeze. I giggled and held his arms tight to me, "You. Me. Dance. Now."

"Caveman." I whispered.

Jake chuckled and nudged my ear, "Come on."

I giggled and locked my fingers with Jake as he pulled me onto the floor. A part of me was uncomfortable because I knew what kind of dancing happened at clubs but I knew Jake and I knew he'd respect me…so I guess it's okay.

He immediately pulled my back against his front, "Ever done this before?" He asked.

I shook my head nervously, "N-No…"

"Here, let's try something different first then, baby steps." Jake spun me around and pulled me close. His hands locked with mine, "Just move your hips, everything will come naturally. We're out to have fun, so just have fun with it."

I smiled and nodded. My hips began to sway to the beat of the music and the electricity began to pump in my body. I was starting to get the hang of it so Jake brought me back to our original position, "That's it Clare"

His hands traveled down my sides, causing my heart to beat erratically as his body moved with mine. His course hands settled down on my hips and he gave them a squeeze, "You look amazing tonight." He whispered. I felt my cheeks heat up as my heart began to pump. The last time I felt this good was with….Eli.

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"What are you doing here!" Imogen shrieked at me as she pulled me up her stairs. She looked adorable in her art brush shorts and her cat tee shirt. She wasn't wearing her glasses and her eyes sort of sparkled. She was cute, a different cute from Clare, but she was cute.

I smiled as we stepped into her room. It was a complete reflection of her. There were tons of bright colors and painting that she did on the wall. There were some photos of her at the daycare she volunteers at, showing kids how to paint. It was really innocent but sweet.

"I like it." I mentioned as I examined one of the paintings.

She blushed, "I'm glad, I don't have people over too often…."

"Why not?" I asked. Her place was nice and she was a sweet girl.

She shrugged and flopped down on her bean bag. That's right, no bed, one giant bean bag and a few random small ones around the room. She had a few mirrors, colored frames, she had a closet with a purple door and no desk, she had a fuzzy table though.

"I don't have many friends." She pulled her green and orange blanket over her body. "Toss me those socks."

I looked to my left and saw a pair of blue fuzzy socks. I walked over and kneeled down on the floor before slipping the socks on her feet and tickling them slightly. She giggled, "Stop!"

I chuckled and flopped down next to her, "Well I'll be your friend."

She smiled, "Thanks. Why are you here anyways? It's late."

"I can go, if it bothers your parents, or you…?" Though I didn't want her to kick me out.

She shook her head, "They don't care."

"Well my parents were on my case about being late." I informed her.

"So you just ran away?" She asked.

I nodded, "Yeah."

She leaned over and hit my on the head with her fire red pillow, "Very mature Eli. You can't just run away from your problems or your parents or even your feelings for Clare."

"What? I thought you were on my side! You were the one who tried to help me get over Clare!"

She nodded, "I know, but I know that you love her and I can't magically make your feelings go away through dress up and yelling Eli. You need to face your problems and you need to talk. To your parents, to your therapist…to Clare. And until you do you'll be going through hell trying to deal with it, so just talk to them. Okay?"

I stood up, "Oh no. Clare hates me. My parents think I'm nuts and you. You're a bitch." And I left but not without seeing the sadness that cascaded over her sweet innocent little face. Fuck.

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"You were great in there Clare, I never expected Saint Clare to be so good at grinding." Jake teased. He wrapped and arm around my shoulders and lead me on the path back home.

We had been grinding for the past hour and I was surprised how tired I was. Apparently it took a lot of energy to grind like that. It was fun though, I forgot about my parents and I really just had fun. It was refreshing in a way and I liked that. I liked it a lot.

Jake kissed my temple, "I think we should do this again, I really had a good night."

"I did too. Thanks, it really got me out of my head." I leaned up and gave him a peck on the cheek, but he caught me by the waist and pulled me in for a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back with force. Our tongue fought for domince over the other as his hand trailed down to my lower back, daring to rub the unhidden flesh of my hip. When we broke we both locked eyes, "Wow."

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Jake took me out for coffee after we went to the club. We talked and laughed and flirted we even shared a scone. It was so nice to just take a break, I can see now why he does this all the time. It's fun.

Anyways, we agreed to come back to my place and wait until my mom was home. He didn't feel comfortable letting me walk home by myself in the dark and I figured we could just wait until his dad could drive him back.

The house was dark when we arrived. I thought we had left the kitchen light on when we left.

"Do things seem off to you?" I asked him as we removed our coats. I flicked on a light and I heard a loud thump hit the floor.

I froze and Jake held me back, "Stay behind me." We walked cautiously into the kitchen. I was expecting to find a guy in all black trying to steal my television so it was a shock when we found our parents. My mom was on the couch with make out hair and Glen was on the ground shirtless.

"Mom!" I shrieked.

Her eyes widened, "Hey kids…"

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We spent the whole night arguing. Apparently since she was divorced it was normal for her to do these things. So as long as my virginity stayed intact and I didn't think much about her post marital desires everything was okay. God, who would want to have sex with my mother, I get shivers just at the thought.

I took the bus to school. Eli used to drive me but after we broke up my parents would do it. I didn't want to see my mom this morning let alone make it through ten minutes of awkward small talk.

When I got to school I found Jake waiting by my locker. I smiled and blushed, "Hey."

Jake chuckled and pulled me clothes for a kiss but I pushed him off, "We'll get in trouble!"

He rolled his eyes, "I don't care." He pulled me back but I playfully pushed him off again.

He chuckled, "What happened to rebellious Edwards?"

I rolled my eyes, "She was up all night and I'm not in the mood right now."

He nodded with concern. "Are you okay? I know last night wasn't the ideal situation to come home to."

"No, it wasn't. It was awkward and I'm really disappointed in my mom. What about you?" I asked, remembering his father took part in the actions.

"I'm okay, I'm a big boy Clare, my dad does this a lot."

"Oh really?" I asked.

He nodded, "You just get used to it."

"I will NOT get used to this, my mom will not become that women." I warned as I threw my books in my locker.

"I know Clare, come on, let's take off, we both need a break. What do you say?" He gave me a puppy dog face.

I bit my bottom lip as I thought. Skipping could be fun. And we both deserved a break, "Okay, let's do it."

He smiled and we walked out the doors. As we walked through the parking lot I noticed Eli's hearse. Eli was in it. He was sprawled out on the floor practically drowning in…vodka bottles?