A/N: Okay, my name is Saphron Flames and I really hope you enjoy my stories and all. :3 I'd also like to say…..Hi. haha. But seriously enjoy.

Summary: Broken and torn, Clare Edwards is forced to live with another family since her parents are in a horrible accident. But could she find sympathy from a green eyed boy or find even more darkness?

Chapter One-

"Hello….Please make your self useful and leave."

My green eyes glared out of the living room window, to find a cheerful girl grabbing boxes from out of the moving van.

Great…Just when I thought some things were getting better this happened.

CeCe and Bullfrog just had to know this girls parents and just had to take her in. I don't mean to sound harsh but one teen in this house is enough.

A light touch approached my shoulder, I turned and saw my groggy mother smile lightly at me.

"Eli, why don't you make yourself useful and go down and help?" She pulled the curtains closed and sat on the recliner.

"You know…Why don't you go down and help? This was all your idea wasn't it?"

I rolled my eyes with infuriation. Sometimes I feel the need to mouth off to people. It's just how I get around and alive I guess.

CeCe rubbed her thumb against her mug and sighed. Moving the chair and rocking it back in forth in a slow pace. She was disappointed. I could tell.

"Why don't you understand? Why? What if this was you in this type of situation? Hm? How would you cope or deal?"

"I'd just be lonesome. I'm already half of that. I'll be fine on my own." The front door opened and the smell of my musty father approached my senses. A groan escaped his mouth as he dropped the box of items on the floor right next to the couch.

"Okay Clare. I want you to meet Eli. If you need anything just ask him." Ask me? Here's my answer. Get the hell out! No one needs you and your perky attitude here.

Not even near me.

"Umm… okay." Her little hands picked up the box that was placed on the hardwood floor and she awaited for me to lead her to her room.

Eyes beamed at me. Of course I'd have to take her. I was expected to do everything around here.

"Follow me." I mumbled, stomping my feet up the stairs.

I rushed towards the guest room and swung the door opened.

"This is your room. If you need anything-"I pointed my sharpied finger down the hall. "My rooms right there. But seriously I wouldn't want to come near me at any time of the day. I can be a real jerk."

My shoes stepped aside and let the cutesy girl in.

That's when I noticed her full body.

She had short auburn hair. The curls cascaded the essence of her ever so nicely.

When she sat her stuff onto the bed I noticed bruises on her legs. They weren't just from falling or tripping. No…You could tell and trace that someone must've grabbed a hold of her tightly and gruesomely.

I caught my self in a deep thought of possible things that could've been done to her, but was interrupted by her voice.

"What?" She gasped. I focused my eyes on hers and snapped out of my train of thought. "Nothing. See you for dinner." I found the door knob and closed it.

I ran down stairs and out the door.

Bullfrog had a cigarette in his mouth and was laughing on his cell phone.

"I'm going out." I mouthed. He held his pointer finger up and was cautioning me to wait. I gasped in agreement and slouched against the brick wall.

"Yea…Marty I'll see you tonight for the radio show….Okay….Bye." He flipped his phone closed and held the cigarette in his hand.

"Eli we need to have a talk." Great. How much more of this can I get.

"About what?"

"You need to be nice to her. You hear me? Her parents just died and is going through a lot of pain." He put the smoke back into his mouth and went on.

"I don't want you to be harsh and cruel to her in any way."

"Doesn't she have a family member or guardian? Why can't she live with them-"

"Eli! Enough! We are her guardians now! Do you hear me?" I nodded slowly and stood back up.

"Can I go now?"

"Yes. Be home by….Six. I want you to have dinner with your family for once. Got it?"

Once again I nodded. I hated when he acted his age. It was betrayal to our family. How? Because usually he'd act like he was high most of the time and just let loose. It was so annoying.

I ran down to Morty and slid into him. Placing the key into his ignition and heading off to the one place where anyone could understand me.

Adam's.

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I unwrapped the plastic from my picture that was in the box. It was my parents.

This whole situation wouldn't have happened if They weren't fighting. If they wouldn't have brought the man into our home. Not only causing them to be in danger but me.

Tears pricked my eyes. Just the thought of them made me sad. Depressed even.

But this was my new life. My new home. There wouldn't be any stalkers or killers coming my way.

I placed the frame on the night stand just beside my bed.

CeCe already had sheets on the bed. They were a slate blue with white celli lilies. My favorite.

"Clare honey, we have more of your stuff down here if you want to get it!" CeCe yelled kindly. A smile pierced my mouth.

I think I may like it here.

(End of Chapter One)

A/N: I hope you liked the first chapter. It may be confusing at first but you'll understand later on why Clare must be there and what "situation" caused her life to be turned upside down. Review! I love reviews! :3