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A/N: Two hundred reviews! WOOT! Here's chapter 8! This chapter is going to be very drama filled you know… Julia bashing and Julia bashing, oh and don't forget Julia BASHING! I don't have much to say about this chapter, just that I know you guys are going to LOVE it. Reviews are sexy, so leave me some! Just so you know, I didn't really enjoy typing up one scene in this chapter -_-; Don't hate?

Warnings: Hm… what should I warn you about this chapter… eh, I'll let you find out for yourself!

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Unmasked

Summary: Sequel to Masquerade; You know what's awesome? Clare and I are together. You know what I find hilarious? Julia and KC's stupid jealousy. You know what sucks about that though? The drama that came along with mine and Clare's relationship.

Chapter 8 – The Answer

"Okay so explain to me about this Fitz character." KC said as he stood in front of Julia, who was swinging on a swing.

Julia placed her feet down and stopped herself. She looked up at him and said, "Fitz… he's well before Eli and I moved here, we used to go to the same school as him. He's a real dick." KC arched his eyebrow and asked in a matter of fact tone, "If he's such a dick why did you sleep with him Julia?" She shrugged her shoulders.

"I guess you know I was just—

"Desperate?" KC answered.

Julia looked up at him and frowned. She got up and shouted, "Look KC I'm not proud of what I did… hell Fitz won't even help me with this problem." KC crossed his arms across his chest and said, "And you think I will? Julia you slept with me and some other guy! You don't think that hurts?" Julia looked down at the ground, tugging on her bottom lip with her teeth.

"K-KC what exactly are you saying?"

KC sighed and he rubbed his temples in frustration.

"Julia… this is your problem, and until you find out who the father is, I can't deal with you. You disgust me." KC muttered the last bit of his sentence, and turned around, walking away from Julia. She ran up to him and grabbed his hand saying, "KC you're not breaking up with me."

He slowly turned his head and muttered, "I'm sorry Julia."

"No, no… KC please don't do this." She whimpered.

"Julia let me go…" KC muttered.

"No, not until you tell me you're not breaking up with me."

"Julia… I'm not breaking up with you; I need some time to think." KC yanked his arm away from her and she watched him leave. Tears gathered in her eyes and she chokes on a sob, and walked back to the swing, sitting on it and crying softly to herself.

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KC sighed heavily, and he clenched his fists.

"Can I get you anything?"

He looked up at Peter who was standing in front of him and muttered, "Can I get another tea?" Peter nodded and he walked away from him for a few minutes.

KC stared down at the small torn pieces of the napkin before him and he sighed heavily, for the tenth time. He clenched his hair and growled. Peter placed his tea in front of him and asked, "Rough day?" KC looked up and responded, "You have no idea."

Peter placed his hands on the counter and asked, "Need someone to talk to?"

"No. I'm good." KC responded.

"You sure?" Peter asked.

"Yeah."

KC reached into his pocket and he pulled his phone out, reading the text that he just received from Julia.

KC, please we have to talk… I can't standing having the thought that you're mad at me, where are you?
Julia

He licked his bottom lip and raked his fingers through his hair and quickly responded to her text; I'm at the Dot.

KC put his phone down and he waited patiently for Julia to arrive. He looked down at the back drop of his phone, running his thumb back and forth over the picture of him and Julia, frowning a little. He placed his phone next to him and muttered something along the lines of "what am I doing?" The bell rung as the door to the café opened. KC turned around and watched Julia walk to sit next to him. He smiled faintly at her.

"KC I know what I did with Fitz was bad. I do apologize from the bottom of my heart… I just… I don't know what to do. He doesn't want anything to do with me, and now you don't." Her voice squeaked as she started to cry uncontrollably. KC sighed and he pulled her into a tight hug. She wrapped her arms around his neck and cried in his shoulder whispering, "KC you won't leave me right?"

He rubbed her back and leaned his head to her ear, kissing her cheek and he whispered, "I won't leave you Julia, I promise."

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"E-Eli… stop please."

Eli pulled his hands out from under Clare's shirt and she breathed heavily beneath him. Eli reached up and he cupped her face asking, "Clare what's wrong?" She blushed and turned her head to the side. Clare whimpered, "I'm… I'm just nervous." Eli smirked and he said, "Clare I'll be gentle with you okay? I'm just as nervous as you are." Clare blinked up at him and she licked the corner of her bottom lip.

"B-but aren't you… you know… experienced?" Clare asked, sitting up, causing Eli to move away from her, sitting down next to her. Eli placed his hand over hers, and he said, "I am but, Clare I love you and I don't want you to… feel uncomfortable with me… what Julia and I did was well just out there, even if it was just oral or not. There was no… love," He leaned in and kissed her lips tenderly.

Clare kissed him back and she smiled a little.

"Relax… please." His tone sounded a little pained. Clare looked into his dark green eyes and she licked her lips, slowly nodding her head. Eli softly pushed her down to lie on her back, and he climbed on top of her. Eli dipped down and he placed feather light kisses around her neck. He placed his hands on her waist, rubbing them up and down over her clothed upper body. The t-shirt Clare wore was slowly lifted and Eli whispered, "Relax Clare." She whimpered and his hands moved under her shirt, grazing the curving of her breasts clad in a cotton bra.

Eli licked her neck, tracing the pulse point vein and then down to the hallow of her throat, which twitched under against the touch of his tongue.

"Can I touch you?" Eli asked, lifting his head up to meet her gaze.

Clare swallowed hard and she clenched the sleeves of his shirt. Slowly, she nodded. Eli licked his lips nervously and he cupped her breasts. Clare's back arched into his touch and she moaned; her lips parted.

Eli gently massaged her breasts, feeling her nipples harden through the cotton of her bra. He pushed her shirt up, carefully placing it above her breasts. Clare blushed and she squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to look into his green eyes. Eli leaned down and he kissed her forehead, her eyelids which slowly unclenched under his lips, he kissed her nose next, then her cheeks, then her lips, and then moved them down to her soft neck.

Eli grasped her arms and caressed them as he kissed the tops of her breasts.

Clare whimpered as Eli sucked on her nipple through her bra.

"E-Eli." She gasped.

He lifted her shirt above her head and tossed it to the floor. Clare swallowed and she covered herself.

Eli grabbed her wrists and he pulled them down, uncovering her chest. He said, "Clare you're so beautiful." She blushed and looked away. Eli chewed on his bottom lip and he sat up, and removed his shirt. Clare looked up at him and she chewed on the inside of her bottom lip.

Eli turned his gaze to the floor.

Clare blinked a few times and asked, "Eli what's wrong?" He glanced up at her and muttered, "I'm um… not too proud at how skinny I am." Clare's lips curled up slight into a small smile. She actually thought that it was cute how Eli was a little insecure about his body. She reached up and placed her hands on his waist, moving them slowly over his abs; his muscles twitched under her touch. Clare looked up into his eyes and she traced her hands up his chest, wrapping them around his neck.

She pulled him down, and crushed their lips together.

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"Julia, it says that it's negative."

"What? You're kidding right?"

"Why would I joke?"

"I'm just… I'm shocked—I did a pregnancy test, it said it was positive!"

"Julia maybe you read it wrong."

"But—

"What's the problem? You're not pregnant."

"I'm just—

"Julia you're not pregnant. You made a mistake." KC said. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she smiled up at him. He leaned down and kissed her lips. Julia kissed him back, crushing their lips harder over each other's. KC grabbed the backs of her thighs, and hoisted her up onto the counter, knocking the pregnancy test to the floor. Julia wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her.

KC grasped her hips and licked her bottom lip; she opened her mouth inviting him in. KC thrust his tongue into her mouth, and Julia whimpered softly. She raked her fingers through his soft hair, clenching it in her hand. KC groaned. The kiss they shared was intense, needy, and desperate. Julia leaned up and she placed kisses on KC's neck, moving around to the middle of his throat.

She sucked on his Adam's apple and smirked, feeling his throat vibrate as he groaned.

KC grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it up above her head. He ran his hands up her soft skin, and up to the sides of her black bra. KC brushed his thumbs back and forth over the silk of her bra before Julia grabbed his hands and guided them to her breasts. She whimpered when he softly squeezed her soft mounds.

"Ahh." Julia moaned.

KC leaned down and he sucked and nibbled softly on her neck, earning another slightly strangled moan from her throat. He moved his lips up to her own, and crushed his over hers. Julia reached around her back and she removed her bra, tossing it to the floor. KC pulled his mouth away and dipped his head down, circling his tongue around her nipple. She whimpered and arched her back against him.

Julia grasped a fist full of his soft hair and pulled on it. He groaned and whispered, "Don't pull on my hair."

"S-sorry… I forgot you don't like it." Julia muttered.

KC smiled a little and he crushed his lips over hers, while his fingers worked on his belt buckle.

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"E-Eli!" Clare whimpered. Eli glanced up at her, and then closed his eyes as he continued to steadily stroke her wet folds with his tongue. Clare's back arched and she chewed hard on her bottom lip, whimpering and whining. Eli held her hips down as he moved the tip of his tongue up to lick her clit. Clare moaned loud, her mouth falling open as she breathed heavily.

"E-Eli—Ah!"

Eli slowly pushed his middle finger inside her, and groaned, feeling how unbelievably tight she is. He kissed up her body, and his head fell to the crook of her neck as he pumped his finger slowly in and out of her. Clare moaned, biting her bottom lip in attempt to silence her loud moans.

"Don't… I want to hear you."

Eli said, lifting his head up to meet her gaze.

Clare blushed and she cried out when Eli added another finger, and he pushed them deeper inside her. Clare breathed heavily through her slightly parted lips. Her hand reached to grab something, she clenched the bed sheets. Eli kissed up and down her neck as he plunged his fingers in and out of her. He moved them faster, feeling her walls clench around his fingers.

"Eli! I think I'm—AH!"

Her back arched clean off the mattress, and Eli continued to slowly thrust his fingers, as her orgasm slowly subsided. Clare breathed heavily, and she watched through half lidded still dilated blue eyes, as Eli brought his fingers to his lips and licked them clean. She blushed and looked away. Eli smirked and he lay down next to her. He asked, "Are you okay?"

Clare slowly nodded.

"That was…amazing." She whispered.

"I have the magic touch." Eli smiled.

Clare rolled her eyes and she cuddled against him. Eli wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to his chest. Clare smiled and she whispered, "I love you Eli."

"I love you too Clare… so much."

End of Chapter 8

God, I hope that didn't suck D: I think what I'm going to do now is probably update every other day, seeing as it's taking me forever to update? Is that fair? Same with Phone Sex, but I'm pretty sure I can still update daily for that story. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, leave me some reviews?

Good bye for now!