Hey guys. I know it's been nearly a month again, but I hope to be updating more now. I have one week of school left, before I am done. Then a whole summer to finish all of my stories and work on the new ones that I have yet to post.

As for reviews go. (I am going to be cliche here) Thanks for all of the wonderful reviews so far.

***Goldsworthys:

Thanks for taking the time to review. I really don't mind what type of review people give, as long as it helps me with my writing or if they are just giving feedback of any kind. I am not going to be rewriting an entire chapter like that, it was just that I wanted to get inside of Eli's head again. I do prefer Clare's POV but I feel that you can't really learn how disconnected and tormented these other characters are until you get inside their heads. Also, the bad summary fiasco was really me just running out of room. And I am not the type to write the perfect summary inside the story, so I wanted to warn people because I am very wordy, so I couldn't shorten it without losing some of the dramatics I feel it needed. And also I feel that I should warn you that even though it is dark, it will be getting darker. It may be predictable, but I hope it won't be. I hate it when stories are predictable. And when you mentioned that you knew nothing was truly going to happen to Clare, I have to say, I have some stuff planned that might actually shock you. Either way, thank you for taking the time to review on my writing. I hope you enjoy the rest of the story.

*****Another thing. I have heard some rumors going around with reviews and in stories, that there might be a deletion of all M-Rated stories? And possibly the authors, as punishment? Specifically June 6th? If it does, which I hope not, then I will be making a new account. It would be sad to lose all of my awesome reviews and stories, but I guess that is what it costs to write them. But if anyone can confirm or deny this rumor it would be helpful. I would really like to know one way or another if this story and all of my others are going to be deleted.

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Clare's POV

I don't know how long we stayed in the bathroom. At some point, we ended up collapsing where we were. Almost like our legs just gave up from under us; too tired to carry on. I cradled Eli, much like I did Adam. I guess they both needed someone today. I just hope I am strong enough to be their rock. Who knows if I am. Only time will tell. We remained silent the whole time, and I didn't press for conversation. I felt he needed silence; space, mentally at least.

"Thanks." He croaked, pulling back slightly, to meet my gaze. His voice was scratchy from emotions and being silent for a while.

"It's not a problem." I replied. "Are you okay?" I was hesitant on the question but it needed to be asked.

"At the moment." He smirked lightly.

"Come on." I said standing up, lending my hand to him. "We should get back to Adam."

"Yeah." He exhaled, accepting my hand, and standing up. We walked out of the door, intending to head to the room. Only someone was in the hallway. We both seemed to notice at the same time, as Eli pushed me behind him, standing in front of the figure.

"Clare." Fitz said, nodding almost like in approval. "Somehow I knew it would be you."

"Leave her alone, Fitz." Eli growled. "Haven't you fucking done enough damage?"

"What? With Tranny? Never. She doesn't satisfy me." He sneered. "Clare, on the other hand, you never know. I've always wanted to rape a virgin. One that at least looked like a girl." He made virginity sound like a disease. Which, honestly, I would think that, at seventeen years old, it's a good thing. You know, if I was one.

"Too late. Haven't been one for quite some time now." I muttered. I thought no one heard me, but apparently Fitz did.

"If that's the truth, then why do you look ashamed? What? Did your pretty, tough boyfriend dump you afterwards? He find a better slut to have in bed then you?" I flinched at his words. Taunting me with memories of that day. However, he was far from the truth.

"Whatever the circumstances, you're not going to get a chance to find out." Eli growled, stepping forward.

"Well. We'll just see about that. Won't we?" He sneered again.

"Let's go Clare." Eli ordered, staring Fitz down, as he walked me to the door.

"Next time, Clare. There's always next time." He snidely replied before sauntering off down the hall.

Eli opened the door, and let me in. He locked it behind him, and I went to Adam. I went to sit next to him, pulling his head onto my lap again. I started stroking his hair, when Eli sat down next to me.

"I won't let him near you." He stated firmly. "I promise you, he won't touch you."

"I believe you, Eli." I replied, linking my fingers with his.

I didn't meet his gaze again. I focused on stroking Adam's hair with my other hand. I knew I wasn't going to be getting any sleep anytime soon, and I just focused on Adam's soft hair, and Eli's firm grip on my hand; that he never released the whole time we sat there. Eventually he was called away to get our breakfast, and I just kept sitting there.

Adam had woken up a couple of times but it wasn't panic attacks during these times. It was just a jolt, before he would snuggle into me again and fall back to sleep. I now understood what he meant by how precious sleep is. Nightmares can invade your dreams as easily as blinking, when seeing half of the things we do in here. Adam even slept through breakfast and Eli and I had time to ourselves. We continued to talk about our interests, and we got into a nice conversation about our different writing styles.

I found out that Eli tends to write on the horror story side, while I tend to write fan fiction. Particularly vampire fan fiction. He seemed to be really interested in hearing about my stories, which surprised me. Usually people don't tend to care enough to ask. But, for some unknown reason, he did. He cared. I could see that in his eyes.

It was probably because he was a writer too. Writers tend to understand each other. They know things about writing and understand techniques that other people don't know or care about. It's a connect writers tend to share.

"You seem to know your techniques. Does anyone in your family write?" He asked me.

"Darcy does. It was actually something we used to bond over before she left for Kenya." I replied.

"What type of writing? From what you've told me, it doesn't sound like she's the fan fiction type." He said with a teasing tone.

"She's very passionate for writing about topics that people don't think enough about. Right now, she is working on a documentary/biography on her time in Kenya." I stated; thinking back to when I was little, hanging out with Darcy.

"That's great. Has anything of hers been published yet?" He asked.

"Not in any big time paper but our local newspaper and school paper have published some of her stuff. She hopes to make it big someday." I said.

"That's great. What about you? Have you had anything published before? Or are you still hoping?" He asked.

"I have a few stories online on different websites but for the most part, I am still hoping. Maybe someday I will actually get a true story out there, but for now, nothing. What about you? Do you have anything published yet?" I asked.

"Yeah. I told you about Stalker Angel. I got it published before I was kidnapped. It's only really being sold at the comic book store in my town but still it's a start. Only I don't know if they are still selling it. Probably not. I hope to do more with the characters someday." He replied.

We continued on from there, just talking about anything and everything. I really liked how neither one of us really mentioned to possibly of us not getting out. We just pretended it was all gone, and we were capable of doing anything we wanted.

Eventually Eli was called away again, but this time it was longer than usual. He dropped off food, for the group and us, before he left again. Adam was still sleeping so, I closed my eyes to get some sort of sleep.

"Clare?" Adam asked. I looked down at him, and he was staring up at me.

"Hey. Did you sleep okay?" I asked, as he sat up.

"Yeah. For the most part. Where's Eli?"

"He was called away." I stated vaguely.

"Do you know what for?" He asked.

"Not really. He brought food and then left again."

"This can't be good." Adam muttered.

"Why? He said he gets called away frequently." I said, not understanding.

"Getting called away is one thing. He does have to get us food and things like that, but staying away is a different thing. How long has he been gone?" He asked.

"I don't know how much time has passed but I'd say about an hour?" I stated, unsurely.

"I hope they didn't make him go on a run." Adam stated worriedly.

"Okay. Now you are scaring me. Where would they send him?" I asked nervously. I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear the answer, because I was pretty sure I knew.

"Sometimes, when they don't have enough guards to go out and, you know, take someone, they get Eli to go with them." Adam stated.

"You're telling me, that they have him kidnap people?" I demanded. I needed clarification. I could not just sit back and act like everything is okay, by Eli doing this. "You're telling me, that he takes people just like me? Just like you?"

"No. I mean it's not like he has a choice, and he only drives the car." Adam reassured.

"Oh, well, since you put it that way." I snapped. I was terrified to see another girl walk into the room, and Eli be the reason that they brought her into this hell.

"I promise you, he doesn't do it willingly. He does it to survive. Just like the bathroom agreement he has with Fitz. He has told you about that hasn't he?" Adam asked.

"Oh. He told me about that alright. You know, since I witnessed it firsthand, so he couldn't exactly keep that from me." I retorted.

"He isn't trying to keep that stuff from you. I promise. It's just that we don't want you to learn about all the stuff that goes on here. You're too innocent, for lack of a better word. We want to keep you that way." He pleaded.

"I am in no way innocent. If you saw half the things that I saw, you would realize that I am not innocent." I argued.

"Just trust us Clare. We aren't trying to hurt you. We just want to keep you from getting destroyed in here. I can already see how this place is changing you. Which means, I know for a fact, Eli knows too."

"I can't do this. I can't. Just please—please stop with the keeping secrets. I just really don't want to deal with all of this and have you guys lying to me too. I just won't be able to take it." I cried.

"Okay. Okay." Adam pulled me into him, hugging me tightly. I don't know who the hug was more for. Me or him. "It's okay." No tears were actually shed from me, but I did need to calm down.

We stayed like that until Eli came back.