(This is from the episode where Clare moves in with the potheads.)
Eli's POV
I gave Clare my shoes, and we walked in silence. I didn't feel the cold concrete underneath my feet, I did not feel the cold air that rushed into my lungs, all that I felt was Clare. I heard every breath she took, and watched the air she exhaled turn into steam in front of her porcelain face. I felt at peace. Maybe I had jumped off the bridge. Or maybe this was the best fucking dream I'd ever had. I felt asleep, like things were too good to be real. The streetlamps guided us to a small collection of stores, spilling ethereal light onto the brick road. We hurried forward into the warm oasis of light. I held open the door for her and watched as her cinnamon curls bounced across her shoulders. Her sapphire eyes did not meet mine; she kept them focused on the ground as we walked towards a table. After we ordered we sat there in awkward silence. I couldn't look away from her. Her face was smeared with mud, and there seemed to be a trace of blood above her eyebrow. She looked exhausted. How could anyone look so beautiful wearing clothes that were practically rags and covered in dirt? "Clare, what happened?" I whispered. She couldn't look me in the eyes, she kept the cinnamon curls tucked in front of her face. "I…I moved in with these p-people." She choked back a sob and my teeth clenched. What had these people done to her? Clare's a freaking angel, who would hurt her?
"What happened, sweetheart?" I prodded. Clare's eyes flashed with lightning as she stared at me. Had I overstepped the mark? "T-The guy that lived there…He...He wanted me to…to have sex with him!" she proclaimed, horrified. My hands clenched into fists, and rage burned through my veins. How dare he go anywhere near her? Her virginity is one of the most important things to her. "I fought him off, but he threw me out." She let out a sob, letting her head drop to the floor. "He shouldn't have been anywhere near you." I whisper, letting my thoughts leaking through my mouth. She smiled at me, just a little. The smile of a broken girl that was desperately trying to hold it together. "Where are you staying?" I asked her. "Nowhere." She whispered.
"Stay with me." I said. The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. Her sapphire eyes widened, and her porcelain cheeks flushed. "Really?" she whispered.
"Yeah, my parents love you." I love you. She smiled, her face lighting up like the morning sun. "I have to know something first, Eli." She said, avoiding my eyes again.
"Anything."
"Do you ever think that we could start again from where we left off?"
…What did she say? Did she seriously just…. And for the first time in what felt like years…I felt hope. That there was a light at the end of the tunnel. The somehow…we could be "we" again.
"Clare…in a way…I think we never stopped caring for each other."
We left the café together, hand in hand, walking towards home.
A/N So, is this story done? LEAVE A REVIEW IF YOU WANT THE STORY TO CONTINUE!