Ok sorry for really short chapter but Nowhere To Run's on TV, right when I updated this FYI. Enjoy! Enjoy the episode!
Eli's POV
I stared at my phone for a while. I glared at my Face Range account. I growled every time someone sends me a message and it's not Clare. Why? I thought to myself. Why the freaking heck does this happen?
I acted how I used to. I felt better when I kissed Julia, like the world was revived. I remember everything about Julia. I explained to Julia the aftermath of my life since I thought she was dead.
Now, I feel lifeless. Mental practically.
"Eli?" CeCe asked, walking into my room.
"Yeah mom?" I replied.
"Your father and I have been thinking, and we think you need to take your anti-anxiety pills." CeCe started. I groaned.
"Come on, Elijah. Just please. Honey, you're not the best when it comes to relationships, are you?" CeCe teased.
"Why? Why does all of this crap happen to me?" I asked, sitting up.
"I don't know Hun, everything happens for a reason. I laughed and said,
"Everything happens for a reason? Any other melodramatic clichés you want to add in this awkward conversation?" I asked. Spring Dance. That popped in my head and repeated over and over again. Melodramatic clichés.
"No sugar. Now, would you like sugar cookies?" CeCe joked.
"Yeah." I whispered. CeCe got up and left my room.
I grabbed my phone, and sighed. I went to my contacts, and clicked Clare Edwards
ME: Hey Clare! How's Ontario?
I felt like canceling the message, but I didn't. After about a minute, Clare replied:
CLARE EDWARDS: Good. Ugh, stupid contractions. And hormones. They've been acting up lately.
ME: Well, you're pregnant since my stupid mistake.
CLARE EDWARDS: Our stupid mistake
ME: Well, I'm the boyfriend
CLARE EDWARDS: …
ME: We need to talk about…us
CLARE EDWARDS: Ya
ME: Is there a us?
Clare EDWARDS: I don't know
ME: sigh
CLARE EDWARDS: *0*
ME: Well, night
CLARE EDWARDS: Night
I smiled at the computer screen. There might be an us. Then, I received a new text.
JULIA SMITH: Let's do it tonight
Ok, I'll exlplain alot of stuff later, sorry!
