Hey Guys. I'm sorry it's been awhile AGAIN. But anyways, I just wanted you let you guys know that I am going to be posting a chapter a day until New Years. I really want to get this story out before 2015. And I have them all done except for one so I will be able to finish and just get them out to you. Hopefully you guys like them and enjoyed the story as much as I have because this is going to be it. The final chapters. I will be beginning the sequel because I guarantee you will want to read it. I have already finished four chapters of that, so that way I can start getting them out to you once a week. My goal is to get a chapter out to you every Wednesday. This way you will have something to read every week, and also it gives me time to work on other chapters, especially if I get stuck, I'll have some time to figure out what to do before that chapter is supposed to be posted.
Hope you guys enjoy this chapter. The next one will be out tomorrow. As always, Read and Review!
Eli's POV
I spent the next few hours with Clare. It wasn't hard to forget everything that was on my mind when I was with her. However, it didn't stay gone for long. It would always come back. And even though they were gone for a few hours while I was with Clare, the moment she went to take a shower, it all came rushing back to me.
How was I going to get away from Clare today, long enough to tell the police everything? I didn't want her to be suspicious and I don't want her to know that we lied to the police in the first place. I know that she would come to understand because she knows how Asher can be, but she thinks that Adam and I got her out. She doesn't know that Asher expects to take her back.
That would send her into a breakdown for sure, and that was something I wanted to avoid at all costs. She didn't need the stress. Especially after everything that has been going on with her family. She didn't need to be dealing with it all right now. I didn't need her to go into another episode and try to kill herself again. I don't know if I could handle it, let alone her.
I began pacing back and forth trying to figure out what I was going to say to her. I couldn't say that I was going to spend time with my parents, because then what would she do? She couldn't stay here because then my parents would come back at some point, without me, and she would become suspicious about that.
I couldn't ask her to go home, because her family isn't speaking with her, and she wouldn't want to go speak with them. Maybe she could spend the day with Jake, but she mentioned that he was helping with some supply deliveries today for his construction job, and I didn't know when that was.
Eventually I decided to tell her that I was going to spend some time with my parents. I figured, that she could go with Jake and get some of her stuff and either move it here or move it to Jake's. Either way, she wasn't planning on staying at her house in the near future and she also couldn't keep wearing my clothes. Even if she looked good in them.
I had been wracking my brain the entire time I was watching a movie with Clare. She was curled into me, still in my shirt and boxers, but she had pulled her jeans over them. She said that if my parents came back, she didn't want to look bad. I had laughed but conceded.
Just when I was about to ask her, my phone rang. I was going to ignore it, until I noticed that it was Adam on the other line.
"Hello?" I asked into the phone.
"Open your door." Adam said curtly.
"Okay?" I said confused. I unwrapped myself from the position I was in with Clare, before standing up and heading to the door. Clare looked at me confused, but didn't say anything. I opened the door to see Adam standing there with the two sets of officers. The ones that were watching after me, and the ones that were watching after him. "What's going on?" I asked him.
"They are taking us down to the police station. Now." He replied.
"Why?" I asked, still confused. Clare had walked over at this point, standing a little behind me.
"Because they are going to take down Asher. Tonight." He stated firmly.
