Okay, I know I said I was going to wait until I had at least 5 reviews. But I had a dream the other night and I think I can fit it into this story without having to rewrite a whole new fanfic and stick with this. I want to warn you all now, I am a dark person. I love horrors, thrillers, suspense. And I feel like I've done one too many "happy" stories lately. Do you know what I mean? Example, If you have seen Jesus, etc. part 2. What Eli wrote, I'm into that kind of stuff. Fucked up and awesome! I live for that stuff. And I've been making things too lovey-dovey. Very weird, especially since I don't believe in love. I think it's meant for Fictions and Fantasies. So I'm turning this love story into my kind of love story. Don't all start making assumptions yet! I will make it work. I won't go so crazy with Eli killing Clare like Malcom did to Rachel. No. I won't do that to you guys. But I'm going to make this work. And I really hope you will keep reading, because, I really like what I have in my head and I think it'll go well with what I already have written. Thank you all for understanding. Now READ, REVIEW, and ENJOY!
"Dar—Darcy? Hey! When did you get here?" Clare stuttered to say; staring at her sister who she hadn't seen in over a year and a half.
"I flew in a couple days ago. I just felt like it was time to come home." Darcy smiled, "Now stop staring at me like I'm a ghost and come give me a hug."
Clare dropped her heels and set her other objects down as she ran over to hug her long lost sister. They pulled away and Darcy held her hands, "My god, you've grown up so much. May I say, I love the new hair. And the dress! Where'd you get it?"
"Yeah… Where did you get it?" Helen entered the room asking.
"Hi mom…" Clare nervously said.
She walked over to Clare; her arms crossed with stern eyes. "I thought you were spending the night at Alli's."
Clare thought for a moment, not recalling ever telling her mom that she was spending the night at Alli's. But she decided to roll with it, especially not wanting to tell her where she really was last night. "Yeah… I was."
"And you come home at seven in the morning?"
Dammit! "Her parents had to do something. I just crashed there after the dance, but I had to leave early this morning."
"And why weren't you answering my calls?"
"My phone died. Sorry." Clare immediately replied, as she stared into her mother's intense eyes.
"Fine. Now, go change out of that skanky outfit, and clean up, you look like a damn prostitute. Then get dressed, we're taking Darcy out for breakfast." Helen stormed away into the kitchen, as Clare followed her orders and ran up to her bedroom.
Clare sat at her vanity brushing her hair as tears built up about to fall. "Y'know, she's just looking out for you." Darcy said entering the room silently. Clare didn't answer. She sat down on her bed, looking at her reflection next to Clare's. "She just might have taken it too far."-Clare wiped her tears smearing her eyeliner-"You look really cute actually. You aren't a skank kid-o. You're beautiful."
Clare sniffled, "Thanks Darc." She kept failing at holding back her tears. Darcy wandered over to the chair by Clare, handing her a tissue. "Now, are you going to tell me who this mystery guy is?"
"Huh? I don't know what you're talking about." Clare replied wiping her eyes with the tissue.
"Hun, you're wearing a guy's jacket."-She tugged on the shoulder-"Plus, I know you. You wouldn't get this dolled up if there wasn't someone to impress. Plus, I saw you. Last time I checked, the Bhandari's didn't drive a hearse."
Clare chuckled lightly. "His name is Eli. We've been going out since December, but we've like each other forever. But there's been a lot of drama, that there is no time to explain. And we were broken up for about a week, and we got back together last night."
"And you slept with him?" Darcy assumed, but Clare's face gave it away when she snapped her head up to look at her, but didn't say anything. "Clarebear. It's obvious. I've been down that road before, sort of." Clare looked down in shame. "You stay out all night and he drops you off. All the signs are there. Mom calls you a million times, no answer. She calls Alli, you just happen to have been asleep. You come home early, in an amazing outfit from the night before. Stayed in your boyfriend's car for a while talking before actually getting out. Wearing his jacket. You're not even wearing your abstinent ring."-She started to help Clare wipe off the smeared makeup.-"You just need to tell me one thing. Are you happy?"
Clare hesitated, before realizing she was asking about Eli, "Very. He makes me feel like I'm floating, at the same time keeps me grounded. He's my rock, my love, my… everything."
"Well I'm glad he makes you happy. Now you should change and shower. I'm going to talk mom out of breakfast."
Clare hugged Darcy, holding her embrace tightly. "Thanks. I love you Darcy."
She kissed the top of Clare's head. "I love you too." She got up and started to head toward the door, "This time I'm not leaving you Kid-o."
Clare put on flare jeans and a sweater, and then kept her hair flat; trying to look the least bit of a skank. Downstairs Darcy and Helen were talking in the kitchen, when Clare walked outside into the morning crisp air. She took a seat on the steps, holding her arms. "Hey." Fitz said from the sidewalk.
Clare jumped, "What are you doing here? Go away! I swear I'll call the police!" He started to walk closer, "I just wanna talk."
"Yeah right! Last time I saw you, you tried to- and I got sent off to Victoria for a week." She inched her way back.
"I swear. I'm not going to try anything. We're on your territory and I'm not going back to Juvie," he said, and she froze. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I did that night. I was drunk and… It doesn't matter. You'll never believe me." He started to turn away.
"Believe what?"
He stopped in his tracks. "That Eli isn't right for you."
"Why do you say that?"
Fitz kicked the ground, "because, why would he defile something so beautiful."-She creased her eyebrows in confusion-"You need to be with someone that doesn't trick you into sex."
"I don't know what you're talking about." She turned toward the door, but stopped once she heard her own voice, "Eli! Eli! Err… I love you! Errr…" She held the doorknob.
"That ungrateful night where Emo-boy stole your virginity. Would you like to relive it over and over again?" He said with scum in his voice. "Because you can…for a price."
She ran up to him after noticing the video camera in his hands. "Give me that!" He wouldn't so she reached for it, but he held it up above his head.
"You want it so badly? Do as I say, and you will receive what you want. Or else this gets leaked."
"You're blackmailing me?" Clare yelled.
"Blackmail is such a sinister word. I like to say, getting what we want." She stopped trying to get the camera and crossed her arms in surrender. "First, dump your loser boyfriend. And make it hurt, he deserves it."
"Too late, I already did that a week ago and it was Hell. And I'm not putting him through that again."
"Let me guess. Did he tell you he loved you? Said he didn't deserve you? Said you were his whole world?" She gasped, before slapping him in his face. He furrowed his brows, the slapped her back with the back of his hand. She cupped her eye in pain, and Fitz walked off, "Now, when you feel like not letting anyone see you and Goldsworthy's sex tape. Call me up."
So what do you think? And I know this isnt' that dark, but I'm gradually going into it to seem more realistic, since the first 18 chapters were very suttle. I don't want to throw in my fucked up ideas all at once, or else it just ruins the story. Well I hope you all stick around with me. This is going to be good I think. Well please review! I would like to know what you think. Thank you. :*(^_^) ~Eli