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WHAT AN ASSHOLE-CHAPTER 20
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
"Police, open up!" I heard a man scream. I froze up. Not thinking of the consequences that I might go through in that specific moment. How could I? My heart raced rapidly as I looked down at Clare's emotionless face.
My breath hitched nervously as my face turned expressionless and my body remained motionless. I was too afraid to move an inch, too afraid to even breathe. It was as if I got punched in the chest and my breath was just knocked out of me.
What was going to happen to me?
"Eli, get off me so I can open the door," Clare ordered pushing me forcibly off of her.
She got up, trotting out of the room and quickly walking down the steps. I ran down the steps, missing five steps and grabbed her wrist before she could even reach the door.
I didn't know what was behind those doors and I didn't know what was going to happen to me so I did the only rational thing any man would do in this situation. I grabbed Clare as she continued to protest and I crashed my lips against hers and gripped her in my arms tightly, not wanting to let go.
"Open up! We know you're in there!" The police officer screamed as Clare used her two hands to push me away from her.
"Clare, I'm sorry," I whispered and she looked at me, flashing a questioning look.
She swung the door opened and asked, "For wha-?"
The five police officer's came into her house, pushing her to the side, and ordered, "Elijah Goldsworthy you are under arrest for the act of framing Jake Anderson of vandalism."
I was in just as much shock as Clare was.
She watched as they powerfully pressed me up against her living room wall as she covered her mouth, letting tears fall from her eyes.
"I'm sorry," I mouthed once more as the policeman dragged me out of Clare's house in handcuffs and the last thing I saw was Clare's pale face as she slid down to the floor, crying hysterically...
5 HOURS LATER
CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
"I can't believe he lied to me," I glanced up at Adam and my hands shook as I tried to grip the water bottle in front of me.
Adam smiled and he said, "It's not the first time."
I glared at him and then sighed in pure aggravation, "After five hours of being questioned about the stupid vandalism of his precious car that I had nothing to do with, I just want to sleep...but I can't close my eyes and if I do my mind won't let me stop thinking about him.."
Adam sighed, biting into the sandwich he had made as I laid slowly on my side and glared at the black screen on my television.
"Clare, you know that he's a messed up kid and I told you there would be consequences if you are with him," he told me sighing and sitting back on the couch as he sipped his soda down.
He made a slurping noise and I flinched at the sound because...Eli always did that.
"Yeah Adam well I'm sorry if I didn't know he would have five muscle headed cops bang down my door and have him hauled off to juvy because he framed Jake! I thought that he was telling the truth, and I even saw it in his eyes! I believed him and I thought, I just thought that we could've shared the night together because my parents weren't home and everything just seemed so...perfect," I whispered as Adam's eyes bulged.
"You were going to sleep with him!" Adam screeched.
I got up and said, "Not anymore."
"Are you going to break up with him?" Adam asked me while following me into the kitchen.
I grabbed the bottle of Tylenol and instantly felt the relief of this throbbing headache, even though I haven't opened the lid yet.
"Well, are you?" he asked impatiently.
I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know. I always come crawling back to him like a dipshit so what's the point of breaking his little fucking heart?"
Adam tried to find words to say but, there was nothing really to say in this situation.
"Clare, honestly, Eli really cares about you more than he's ever cared about anyone else and I'm sure he has a reasonable explanation as to why he never told you that he was the one who damaged his own car. I'm pretty sure he was just pissed off at Jake or something and wanted to get revenge," Adam told me while glancing around my house.
"When are your parents going to be home?" He asked knowing if I was ever caught in my house alone with a boy, I'd have my throat slit.
I smiled and said, "They aren't going to be home until Sunday night."
Adam joined in and said, "Which means we can pig out all night and talk about what a jerk Eli is?"
"Sounds like fun, but, I just feel really bad for him and I don't even know why. I should be pissed off to no end, but I'm not. I'm really worried about him Adam. What if someone hurts him in jail? What if his parents don't get him out in time? They don't have the money to-," Adam cut me off and placed two hands on my shoulders causing me to look up at his eyes.
"Clare relax, okay breathe in and out, in and out, good now that we know how to breathe..." I giggled at Adam's attempt to cheer me up.
Adam's phone went off and he asked, "Give me a sec?"
I nodded and plopped down on the couch as my phone went off.
The caller I.D. read "Jake," and I laughed pathetically letting it go into voicemail.
I blinked a couple of times as Adam caught my attention, "Sorry, I got to go, mom calls. Will you be okay?"
Adam wrapped his arms around me and I said, "Don't worry Adam, I'll be fine."
When we unwrapped each other from a comforting embrace, I watched as he jogged out the door and I was left alone.
My eyes scanned the room and I caught a glance at a piece of white paper on the floor. It was the size of a wallet picture, and it was folded. I squinted, bending down to get it when my doorbell rang. I sighed when I got up, leaving it on the floor.
"Who the hell would be at my door at midnight?" I asked myself as I peeped through the eye hole. I couldn't quite make out the person behind it because the rain had caused it to go slightly blurry. I hated when this happened, so I just opened the door.
When I did, I stared down at the most pathetic human being on this earth...
ADAM'S PERSPECTIVE
"You lied to her right? You told her it was your mom who called you, right? You didn't tell her-," I cut Eli off and said, "Eli, I lied to her successfully and I did it for you so this visit better be worth it."
Eli sat behind the glass, just glaring at his interlocked hands on the table.
"Is she mad?" Eli asked breaking the five minutes of awkward silence.
I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know what she is Eli. She seemed really upset when I came over and then I kind of cheered her up. I think, maybe, I don't even know. But, bottom line was that she told me she planned on sharing the night with you."
Eli's eyes bulged and he asked, "What?"
I nodded and said, "Yep, she told me or basically inferred that she had every intention of sleeping with you tonight."
"There I go again, fucking up as usual," Eli said as he stroked his fingers through his hair.
I shook my head and said, "Eli you have to stop beating yourself up, that's what got you here! I'm sure you got mad at something so stupid, wrecked your car and decided to frame Jake like he framed you for the website thing. Am I right Eli?"
Eli looked down and gulped as I watched his Adams apple bob, he nodded.
"How long are you going to be in here?" I asked him and he sighed, sitting back in his chair.
I noticed a small gash in his arm and I asked, "Eli, what happened?"
"A fight happened. Turns out Juvenal jail is worse than regular jail," he said smirking.
Eli wasn't acting depressed like he normally would if he knew he couldn't be around Clare or that she might be mad at him and never want to talk to him again. And, the odd thing was, I was okay with that.
"To answer your question, I don't even know. My parents can't afford to get me out because it's way over their limit and plus I don't even want to get out. And even if I did, I have to do like a lifetime of community service," he whispered.
"Wouldn't you rather do community service than rot in a cell?" I asked him.
He laughed and said, "I would rather rot in a cell than to be outside in the real world where I know Clare will never talk to me again because she can't trust me."
There he goes again, that's the Eli I know.
I fished into my pocket and felt around noticing I had my wallet on me which just so happened to be filled with so much birthday money it was ridiculous.
"I never though I'd say this...but uh, how much is it to bail your ass out?" I asked him with a smile.
I wasn't going to let my best friend stay in a jail cell where he can get tortured for being himself. People in jail were people who were punished for being a murderer, a rapist, a thief and the list can go on forever. But, last time I checked Eli was none of those(at least I hope not.)
"No Adam, I'm not letting you pay for my mistakes," he said and I kind of knew Eli would say that so I said, "Alright, I have to go Eli. Enjoy Jail life."
Before he could respond, the guard took him back to his cell with another teen delinquent.
The "jail" made me feel so dirty and...just plain skeeved out.
As I walked to the front desk, I cleared my throat to get the secretary's attention and she asked, "How may I help you?"
I blinked and asked, "My friend, Elijah Goldsworthy, what does his bail go for?"
She sighed, "One second."
The secretary swerved her wheely chair to the other side of her cubicle and pulled up his file out on the computer. I tried to see by leaning over and she clicked it right off, bitch. She smiled and said, "The fine is one thousand dollars plus five months of community service."
My throat grew dry, I don't have one thousand fucking dollars!
"Thanks," I mumbled quickly walking out.
The most I had was five hundred...but, I knew exactly who might have the other half…
CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
"Clare, please, let me in," Jake moaned holding his hand over his stomach.
"No Jake, I have better things to do then to let stupid assholes inside my house," I hissed and he slammed down onto his knees.
Out of instinct, I kneeled down as he hung his head while his hair soaked up the rain falling from the sky. I titled his head up and asked pathetically, "Come on Jake, seriously? Faking an injury? You've officially hit your all time low."
He shook his head and tossed his head back, "Clare it fucking hurts. Please, I have no one else to go to!"
I titled my head from side to side and stood slowly as he glared up at me.
The lightening struck once again and I smiled, "No, and for the record, if I would let you in it would only be to watch you suffer..."
"Watch me suffer then! But, please Clare let me in!" He screamed in pure horror and pain. Maybe he was really hurt. Oh well.
I tried to slam the door in his face when he shoved his hand in between the door and he screamed out in pain.
"Jake, what the fuck are you doing?" I asked as he responded, "I need you Clare! You're the only person I can go to right now! Just give me five minutes to get my shit together, and I promise I'll get out. I just need time to fucking breathe..."
I crossed my arms and said, "You're breathing now."
Oh god, who was I?
If this happened two years ago and I didn't even know who this guy was pleading to come into my house, I would let him in. I wasn't a monster, but I was acting exactly like it.
"Come in," I whispered and he sighed in relief while slowly crawling into my house just enough so I can close the door as the rain pounded roughly on the windows. I glared at Jake who inched away from the door and over the vent which had the heat blasting out of it.
"Give me your sweater," I whispered rolling my eyes and continued, "Let me wash it for, you unless you want to get sick."
He nodded as he hissed in pain when he lifted his arms over his head.
My eyes bulged when I saw this huge bruise over his chest. It was in the shape...of what looked like a heel.
"Took advantage of Ali, I see," I whispered and grabbed the sweater from his hands and quickly threw it in the dryer. I went into my freezer and grabbed an ice pack. I stomped into the room and threw the bag of ice at his bruise.
"Once the dryer buzzes, you're out of here," I mumbled walking over and leaning on the wall watching the dryer spin his sweater.
A tear streamed down my face, wishing that everything would have gone the right way tonight. I would have dropped the "L" bomb on Eli, he would have hopefully dropped it back on me. Then, we would make love...and then I would snuggle against his chest as he would whisper sweet words in my ear.
"How did you know?" Jake asked breaking me out of an intense daze.
I blinked and said, "Even though Ali and I aren't friends anymore, I do know her shoe size quite well and that shape fits the size of the pair of stilettos we bought downtown a couple of weeks ago."
Jake laughed and he gripped his chest in the process due to the pain.
"Thanks for helping me out Clare," he whispered and I mocked, "Don't get used to it, you're stench is piercing my nose."
"Are you crying?" Jake asked me giving me those eyes...those eyes.
I immediately looked away, ignoring eye contact and wished that this fucking dryer would buzz already!
"No, I'm just tearing because your smell is worse than a rotting onion," I whispered and tapped my foot impatiently. I glanced down at the floor and noticed the white paper was still on the floor and tapped folded, as if something was in it. I didn't notice it before, but, now I did.
Jake noticed it the same time I did and he quickly crawled over to it and he tackled me when I reached for it.
"Hey!" I screeched as he ripped it out of his hand and I reached for it.
I didn't notice what position we were in until I looked up at him as my chest rose against his. Our eyes locked and he smiled, holding it tightly in his hand. I tried to reach for it again, but, I couldn't move my wrists because he had them pinned above my head.
"Let go of me or I'll call the police," I ordered as he just remained above me and staring down into my eyes.
"Do you want another fucking shoe mark on you? Oh and by the way, Ali's always had bad aim since first grade. But me, on the contrary I have excellent aim..." I mumbled and moved my leg up so he knew where I was aiming.
"You have three seconds Jake..."I whispered.
I glared at his perfect chest as it rose up and down due to me squirming beneath me. I stared at his abs, the way his sweat strolled down his chest from his face. I kept moving, trying to break free of his tight grip.
I groaned out in absolute frustration!
He shook his head, letting up his grip a tad and he whispered, "Just stop talking Clare."
I was left speechless when he pressed his lips to mine and I closed my eyes trying to imagine that Eli would be there when I opened them. I imagined Jake's lips were Eli's, Jake's facial structure was Eli's and Jake's "love" for me, was Eli's. I knew struggling was a waste of time and my energy so I just waited for him to stop kissing me...
My heart skipped a beat when the door was slammed open and the voice at the door screamed, "CLARE!"
END OF CHAPTER 20
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CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
"Give me the paper, in return for your sweater," I told him as he placed the paper in my hand and I threw his sweater at him.
I led him to the door, quickly opening it and said, "Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out."
When he was far enough through outside my house, I slammed the door and slid down it, with my back to the door.
I breathed in a shaky breath and slowly unfolded the paper and smiled looking down at a picture of Eli and I. He made this by himself. Half of the picture was me, and half of the picture was him. It was two totally different pictures, but when combined, it looked like we were kissing.
I flipped it over and it read, "My other half."
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