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Eli lay on his bed, the only light pouring in through his window. He didn't know what time it was, only that Clare was gone by now. She didn't stay over like they had planned. He rolled last night's conversation around in his head over and over. They had gone to The Dot after he finally got her out of the funeral home and she suggested something. She suggested that they "take a break" for the summer. With the added distance, she said, it was just going to be easier to be friends and not have to worry about having phone service or getting to a computer all the time. This way, she could focus on her job at the camp and Eli could focus on…whatever his plans were for the summer. Eli pointed out that working three days a week at Bullfrog's radio station wasn't exactly the most challenging of activities, but she insisted that this would be for the best, not even giving him a kiss when he dropped her off at her house for the night. If this wasn't a break up, why did it feel like it?
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"Take care of yourself, Holly J," Fiona said as she embraced her best friend.
"I will, Fi. Tell New York I say hi and have fun with Adam," she responded, smiling a little. Fi let her go and smiled back, taking Adam's hand with her own. She climbed the steps up to the private jet, stopping at the top and waving slightly. Holly J smiled weakly and waved back, sighing as the doors closed.
She slowly walked back through the airport, almost as if she was in a dream. She couldn't hear anything and didn't really see anyone's face. It was like she wasn't controlling her own body, like someone was doing the actions for her. Someone else waved down the taxi and someone else was pushing her inside of it. And within a blink of an eye, as she said her address aloud, the reality of the situation crashed down on her. Holly J was alone, for the first time in forever. All the Coynes had gone. Fi had gone. Adam was gone. Clare was gone. For the first time in forever, Eli was alone. The weight of it all pressed onto his chest as he rolled over in his bed. It didn't seem real, none of it did. He felt like he was watching a movie and all of this was happening to someone else. All he did was observe and then, eventually, the lights would come up and he would stand from his seat, going back out into the world he knew. A world where he knew that that text was from Clare, asking him to come over, or Adam was knocking on his front door, ready to go to the comic shop. Not this world where he didn't know if they were "on a break" or "broken up" and his best friend was in a whole different country. This was dangerous. This was terrifying.
This was Julia's fault.
AN: This one's a shorty, but it's only because it was natural end to it. The next one will be much longer. Please review! They are love and cookies and result in faster updates! Seriously, you guys have no idea how happy reviews make me. So, please, review! Thanks for reading!