Drama Packed- Long chapter, yay! So, I wrote this like 5 minutes ago. This chapter was rushed and it was mixed with my confused feelings, I'll tell you why. It was my friend's birthday party yesterday and my ex was there. We were mad for each other but since I moved, we couldn't be together anymore. WELL, he happens to be my best friends cousin so he was at the same party. Still with me? So, we still like each other, a lot. And the whole time we're there, he keeps holding my hand and hugging me. UHHHHHH, it was a hard day for me. It was also a sleepover so we sneaked out and stuff. I miss him a lot and all I wish is to be with him again. So yeah, sorry about the babbling. I needed to get it out! OTHER THAN THAT,

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Chapter 15

I was drinking little by little too but no, Clare had 5 cups of spiked punch and god knows what else.

I didn't really mind it. She was pretty funny when she was high. I was sitting at a couch with random people when she walked over.

"HEEEY! Lets dance!" She yelled and grabbed me by the arm. Ehh, why not?

She dragged me to the dance and started to grind on me. I grabbed her by her bare waist and started to move rhythmically to the music. She was going crazy.

She couldn't even keep up with the beat. She turned around and whispered, "So Elijah, you enjoying this?"

I smiled and nodded.

"A little too much, after all you are my little sis now." I said and spinned her around. I started to grind her even harder and for some reason, I couldn't stop. My hands were all over her body and I couldn't remove them.

I was glued to her. She was just rocking her hips and dancing but I was full on focused.

I had to have her. I had to have her, now.

She turned around and said, "E-Eli, you're gripping me really hard." She said and touched my hands.

I was holding her by her waist pretty hard and I didn't even notice.

"S-sorry." I said and removed my hands.

"No, don't move them. Just don't hurt me either." She said and turned around.

I smiled gently and kept rocking side to side.

I started to move my hands inside her already too small shirt. I started to move inside her sparkly red bra. She didn't seem to mind so I gripped her breast. I heard a soft moan escape her gentle lips.

I started to suck on her neck and she leaned it to the side.

My other hand was on her hip. I was working my way under her skirt. Shit, we need to get out of here.

She grabbed on to my jeans and tried to fight the moans as did I. She turned around and started to kiss me anxiously.

"Why don't we go back to Morty?" She said and put her hand inside my shirt.

I smiled and nodded then she led us outside.

We were kissing roughly when we finally made it to the hearse. We got in the back where I had blankets and pillows from when I used to never come home. She smiled in satisfaction.

She pushed me inside and shot a devilicous grin. She crawled on top of me and closed the door.

She quickly took my shirt off and started to suck everywhere on my bare chest. My hands were everywhere in excitement. I pulled her skirt off and removed her shirt while she played with my belt. She couldn't get it off because she was too busy leaving me 30 hickeys all over my chest.

When she was done she took off my pants and smiled to herself.

I knew where this was going but I didn't care, last time I tried to stop her; she just ran out on me.

I flipped us over so I was on top now and she giggled.

I started to kiss her everywhere that was bare, which was 98% of her whole body.

I started to play with the hook of her bra and finally took it off. Fuck, she's gorgeous. I started to leave kisses on her breasts and worked my way down.

I slowly removed her underwear and she didn't seem to mind. She grabbed my hair and pulled me back up to kiss me. Then she took off my boxers.

We we're both bare-naked now, just kissing each other.

I couldn't take it anymore so I started to enter her.

"Y-you're not a virgin?" I asked.

"Are you?" She asked and gripped on my back and I started to thrust into her. She started to moan which made me move faster and harder.

As I moved harder, she screamed louder.

We went at it for a couple more minutes and I pulled out; rolling next to her.

We were both panting for air.

"That. Was. Amazing." She said and turned to face me. I smiled and kissed her.

"You really are beautiful." I said and she smiled.

"I know." She said and kissed me and I laughed.

"This stays between us." She said and laid down, closing her eyes.

"W-wait, so this is it? " I asked and sat up, putting my boxers on. She sat up and started to put her clothes on too.

She was shaking so bad, she could barely put her clothes on.

I pinned her down by her hands and she had tears in her eyes.

"Baby, you have to tell me what's wrong with you. Why do you- why do you keep shaking like that?" I asked and she started to ball her eyes out.

She broke out of my grip and hugged her knees while leaning on the side of the car. She was crying too much to speak. I sat next to her and hugged her while she buried her head in my chest.

"It's okay, you don't have to tell me right now. Whenever you're ready. But please, just tell me. I need to know that you're okay." I said and kissed her head and she nodded.

We sat like that for a couple minutes and she was calmer now.

"I used to have a sister, Darcy. She died 4 years ago. A year later, my mother left us. After my mom left, something started to happen to me. I would randomly get shakes out of nowhere. We went to go see a doctor; he said it may be an early stage of Parkinson's Disease. But after a couple months, it stopped. I didn't have them for about a year but then they magically reappeared. After they started again, we went to several different doctors. They said that it was all in my head, and that the anxiousness of my sister's death and my mom leaving just made me really insecure and caused me to shake and get jittery at the things that reminded me of the horrifying memories."

She said and took a break for a breath. I was just listening impatiently.

"And-for a- for a while, it made sense. I died my hair black, wore all black and cut off all communications with my friends. So I started to believe it myself. But it's not true, I'm not fucking crazy!" She yelled and started to cry even harder.

"Shh-shh, you're not crazy. You are the most strong and the most beautiful person I have ever met." I said and pulled her closer.

"I don't know if you know this, but you changed me." I said while my voice shook.

"You're the reason why I don't drink or smoke anymore. I'm home most of the days and I don't have a cop on my tail every day. Even my mom saw the difference." I said and smiled.

"I can promise you, you. are. not. crazy." I said and moved her long hair and pulled her head up so I could kiss her.

She smiled and wiped her tears.

"Well, that's my story." She said and chuckled while pulling a blanket on top of her.

"I still think you're amazing." I said and held her gaze.

"Let's go home." She said and smiled with red eyes and I nodded.

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Will Clare regret it?