Hey Guys! I am so totally sorry! I know technically it is not Tuesday anymore, since it's after midnight, but I didn't get out of work until 1130. I just got home a few minutes ago. And I really wanted to get this out like I promised. It was already to go but I thought sending it out at 1 was too early, if I did it before work, and I wasn't able to do it on my break because of technical issues, so I was stuck having to do it so late. I apologize and I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! It's short but it had to be done! Thanks everyone! As always, Read And Review!

Clare's POV

Within the next fifteen minutes, the hotel room became cramped and swarmed with police officers. I saw police lights from where I was on the balcony. Adam and Eli brought me to sit inside on the sofa while officer after officer questioned me. They all wanted to know different things. Answers I didn't have. Questions I couldn't answer.

I did find out that Danny and the other cop didn't suffer, and that Derek died on impact. I didn't want to know anything more about any of their deaths and I felt that it would be enough to know none of them suffered. I never wanted Derek to die. That wasn't my intention, but if it was going to be me or him, I'm glad it was him.

Eventually Adam and Eli moved me into Eli's bedroom, while the officers kept milling around in the main room to gather evidence. Adam's parents and Eli's were still in the main room hoping to get answers for what happened. Jake was there too, but my parents and Darcy decided they didn't need to come, since I was fine. So they didn't.

"Why don't you try to sleep? The police said that they wouldn't need you anymore tonight." Eli suggested.

"I don't know if I can." I sighed, sitting down on the bed. Eli sat down next to me, wrapping his arm around me.

"Are you okay?" He asked, as I laid my head on his shoulder.

"I don't know. I'm wondering if I will ever have a normal day." I sighed again.

"Not likely." Adam stated, sitting down in the desk chair in front of us. We could still hear the murmurs of everyone still in the other room. I smiled, closing my eyes. That was when I remembered something Derek had mentioned.

"So. Derek said something to me. Something about you guys." I began. I saw Adam glance at Eli before returning my gaze. "He was right. You are hiding something from me." I sighed, sitting up and away from Eli. "I was supposed to go back there. Wasn't I? That's why Asher didn't come after us. That's why K.C. stayed away."

"Clare. You have to understand, it was our only way out. A way we would all survive." Adam began.

"I can't believe this." I stated, standing up. I walked in a circle before turning back to them. "You should've told me. You shouldn't have kept this from me. What would've happened if they did take me back? Take us back?" I asked. "What then? Were you just going to pretend you didn't know?"

"I didn't want you to be looking over your shoulder. I wanted you to feel some semblance of safety." Eli retorted. "I wanted you to heal, physically, as well as mentally. That place and those memories were, and still are, tearing you apart. I couldn't bear to watch you slip through my fingers and see that you were only the shell of the girl that came fighting into that room that first night. The one that was terrified but didn't let it show."

"You shouldn't have lied. I thought I could trust you." I said looking at Eli, before turning to Adam. "Both of you. Apparently you guys have proven that I can't. And if I can't trust you two and I can't trust my family, who can I trust? K.C.? At least his personality was never a facade. I always knew that he was different. And he never tried to be anything else. I just ignored it. Just like I ignored the whispers and the hidden conversations going on since we got back. You've hidden it well. Obviously, since I had to find out from Derek."

Once I finished speaking, I realized that I had tears streaming down my cheeks. More out of being hurt and angry, than being afraid.

"Clare. I—" Eli began, but I cut him off.

"No, Eli. I don't want to hear it. I'm done. I'm done with my family. I'm done with this situation. I'm done with you." I argued.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked. I could tell he knew what I implied, but he wanted confirmation.

"I can't do this anymore Eli." I cried. "I can't."

"So tell me what I can do. Tell me how I can fix this." He said, standing up and walking over to me.

"Give me some space." I sighed. I looked down at my hands before looking back up at him. "I'm going to go home with Jake." I glanced at them both one last time before walking out of the room.