Alright! This is "Situations"! The "4 Guys and a Clare" sequel! By how popular my last story was, I just had to give you all a little more. :) I hope you all saw the preview. If you haven't be sure to check it out on my Youtube channel KittenInAPool2. A little teaser about for the rest of the story. Well I really don't want to have you all wait even longer. So here you go! Don't forget to READ, REVIEW, and ENJOY!

"I would just like to make a toast to my little bro. Who would have thought you of all people, you would get married first?" Everyone stirred up in a chuckle from Drew's comment. "Well, I guess my lil' bro is getting married. To a beautiful girl, too. Alli is one lucky…scratch that…Adam you're the one who is lucky." Everyone started up in another chortle, and Adam gestured with his beer that he agreed. "Well, really what I want to say is…Adam, you're my brother and my best friend. I wish you the best of luck on your marriage, and your life. Now everyone, get drunk!"

Everyone applauded and cheered as all the guys started to chug their drinks. Jake walked up to Eli who was pouring himself another glass of scotch. "Better go easy tonight champ!" Eli freaked out and spilt some of his drink. "What are you already shitfaced?"

Eli snatched the nearest napkin and wiped the liquor from the sleeve of his jacket. "Nice to see you too," Eli groaned.

"Well I might have something that could cheer you up." This immediately grabbed Eli's attention. Jake reached into his coat pocket pulling out a sandwich bag full of marijuana.

"Holy Shit!" Eli took it from Jake's hands. "How the fuck did you get this much?"

"French girls…they know how to get their stuff," Jake said with a trivial grin on his face.

Eli chuckled as he unsealed the bag to smell the large quantity of herb. "Wanda got you this?" Eli asked in disbelief, crushing a bit between his fingers over the open bag.

"Yep. I got to say, going to France is ultimately the best decision I have ever made." Jake leaned back against the bar counter.

"Well c'mon! Let's get the guys and smoke this up!" Jake and Eli smiled as they took off in search of Sav and Adam.

XXX

Eli, Jake, Sav, and Adam sat in Adam and Alli's bedroom passing around Adam's bong after every hit. Sav was blowing out smoke O's as he handed it to Jake who took a giant hit and started to choke, trying to hand it off to Eli. "Nuh uh!" Eli yelled covering the mouth piece with his hand to keep the smoke in the chamber. "Finish your dinner!" Adam hysterically laughed as Jake struggled to catch his breath and pulled out the bowl to inhale the last bit of smoke.

Jake started laughing at Adam's laughing, making him slip off the bed. All of them let out boisterous, obnoxious noise of amusement that Eli had to set the bong on the nightstand, scared to drop it. Eli wiped a tear away, "Oh god it's been way too long!"

"That's right. Clare doesn't approve of pot," Sav stated.

"It's not that she doesn't approve of it. She knows I like to smoke, but she doesn't want it anywhere near the apartment, or her." They all started laughing for no reason.

"Anyone else find it weird, that out of all of us. Eli was the one to get the goody-two shoes girlfriend?" Adam asked which made them chuckle once more.

"Hey. Clare isn't any goody-two shoes. I would know," said Jake, which caused Eli to punch him in the arm. "Calm down Goldsworthy. It's just a joke."

Sav leaned back in the desk chair. "Yeah. I always thought when we'd be sneaking out to smoke, that we would go over to your place, Eli."

"Yeah…well. I fell in love with Clare. And if she doesn't want it, I'll obey that. Because all I want is for her to be happy and comfortable." Jake made a whipping noise, which caused Eli to glare at him.

"Sorry," Jake said sipping from his beer.

"So…Sav, what's it like to be an intern at a famous record company?" Adam spoke up to break the tension.

Sav finished his beer, tossing it into the trash. "Amazing! Arcade Fire was in a couple weeks ago. I got to meet them all. Tim even taught me how to play their new song that's going to be on their next album."

"Sweet!" Adam commented.

"Yeah. Oh hey, whatever happened to your little stalker friend?" Sav changed the topic, turning his head to Eli.

Eli rolled his eyes. "Her name is Imogen. And she's not a stalker. She's just a friend, barely."

"A friend who's madly in love with you," Jake added.

"So what if she has a silly little crush on me? She gets that nothing will happen," Eli argued. "I'm allowed to have friends who are girls."

Sav snickered, "Yeah you think that. But then Clare will start thinking every girl you hang out with, you're going to cheat on her with."

"Don't compare you and Anya's failed relationship to mine and Clare's. And it probably didn't help that you flirted with every girl that smiled at you." Eli got up to grab the bottle of Smirnoff's, gulping straight; inhaling loudly to cool the sting in his throat. "Plus Clare's not like that."

There was a knock on the door. "Hey Adam! You in there?" Adam jumped to the opposite side of the bed, hiding the bong by the nightstand, and waving his arms around in the air after hearing Drew's voice.

"Yeah, like that will hide the smell and the smoke. Oh and the weed." Jake said picking up the book that had ground up cannabis on it, causing Adam to smack it out of his hand. "Dude what the fuck?"

The door opened and Drew walked in, stumbling with his drink in his hand. He looked straight at the boys in the smoke filled room, "Idiots. Come on, the strippers are here." And he left.

"Do you think he knows?" Adam asked with an innocent voice.

Eli rolled his eyes, pulling Adam off the bed. "Come on. Let's get your personal strip tease over with."

The other two followed behind them with Jake stating, "You're going to pay for that you know? Wanda gets some high quality shit!"

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Sav stood on top of the table grinding in between two half naked strippers. Adam was on and off puking into the sink, picking colorful feathers out of his jacket and hair. Eli sat on the couch still sipping from the now almost empty Smirnoff bottle. Jake plopped down next to him, "Woah! Slow down Goldsworthy! You're really chugging that down. That can't be good for you."

"I—" Eli paused to cover his mouth for any sign of vomiting. "I'm fine…It's a party, and I wanna get shitfaced."

"I think you're passed the point of shitfaced…" Jake reached over to grab the bottle from him, causing Eli to fuss and drop it.

"Look what you did!" Eli yelled, but no one bothered to look at him, being drowned out by the music. "Now, Alli will have to come home to a vodka scented carpet!"

"Alright. You should go to bed. You're way too drunk." Jake tried to slide his arm around Eli to help him up to his feet, but Eli jumped away.

"You're just jealous!"

Jake gave him the most perplexed expression in return.

"You're jealous that I got Clare…" Eli grabbed the arm of the couch to keep himself standing.

Jake tried to confront him kindly, by reaching his hand out on his shoulder. "Eli, you're drunk. You have no idea what you're saying." Eli tried to argue, but Jake retaliated, "Eli, you're accusing me of envy for wanting to help you to bed."

"But it's true isn't it?" Eli brooded, avoiding any eye-contact.

Jake recalled once Eli talking about "in vino veritas", starting to think that maybe this was what Eli truly believed, and not just the Vodka talking. It's just giving him that push to admit it. "Eli, do you really think that?"

"Well, I stole her from you. Obviously you must have some unresolved feelings for her. Why else do you always bring up that you and her slept together, and make stupid jokes about Clare and my relationship." Eli's voice was cracking.

"I'm sorry Eli…I never meant for you to feel that way."

Jake tried to pat him on the shoulder but Eli wacked his arm away and sat back down. "But it doesn't matter anyway…"

"What doesn't matter?" Jake knelt down next to him.

Eli hit his chest, stopping any oncoming vomit. "I need some air." He ran out of the apartment and down three flights of stairs to get outside. Taking in three large breaths of the fresh air, before leaning over the nearest bush to puke.

"Eli?" A feminine voice spoke.

He turned around to see, bundled up in a winter coat and fuzzy hat she stood in the light snowfall. "Imogen?" He used his jacket to wipe the corners of his mouth, and then walked up to her. "Hey, what are you doing here?"

"I live here." She smiled.

"Eli looked around the apartment complex. "Really? I've never seen you."

She giggled. "I should be saying the same thing."

"Oh, I don't live here, no. My best friend does. It's his bachelor party."

"Oh." An almost sad look crossed her face, but she hid it well. "So what are you doing all the way out here in the cold, if all your friends are partying upstairs?"

He breathed into his cold hands, and rubbed them together. "Needed some fresh air. It gets hot and crowded with that many people."

"And you couldn't go out on your friend's balcony?"

Eli put together her point in his head. "Ha. You are right about that. I guess alcohol messes with your common sense."

"Well c'mon. My place is quaint and nice. I'll make you some coffee." She headed forward into the building.

"Coffee sounds great. Thank you." He said as he followed behind her.

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"So, which one of your friends are getting married?" Imogen asked, handing Eli a cup of coffee.

He took a long sip before answering, "Adam."

"Oh yeah. That's cool. To that pretty Indian girl he's with all the time?" Eli nodded, continuing to drink his coffee. "Marriage is strange. It's like giving up your life, at the same time accepting a new one. Do you think you'd ever get married?"

Eli almost choked on his coffee, working to swallow it. "I don't know. My girlfriend isn't so gung-ho on marriage."

"Who says you have to marry your girlfriend."

Eli gave her a look. "Well, that's why I'm with her. To be with…her."

"Well I'm just saying. Not many relationships last to marriage. And one day you will want to, and she might not. It's just not a hassle to go through and waste your time with. And if you can't agree now, you won't be able to in the future."

Eli bit his tongue when he licked his lips, and looked down into his cup. Imogen sat up and leaned in to be more comforting, "Oh no. Did I just hit a nerve?"

"No. No…" He gripped his cup tighter.

"Eli. We're friends. You can talk to me." Setting her hand on his knee for reassurance.

He sighed. "It's just…I would love to marry Clare one day. But…lately…" He took a couple breaths, still feeling very drunk. "It's like…we don't really…connect like we used to." He shook his head. "I don't know. We've been together for almost a year. And for the most part it was fun. Not only are we together, we're also best friends. But now…it's like all we ever do is make each other mad."

"Sometimes relationships have their rocky moments. Sometimes things get better." She breathed heavily. "But others sizzle out, and you just need to learn to move on."

He looked up with his brows furrowed, but with innocence in his eyes. She leaned her face forward getting closer to his, however scalded him with his own coffee instead. Eli screeched, jumping up from the pain. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" She grabbed a napkin, wiping his jeans. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright…uh…where's your washroom?" Eli asked, awkwardly standing with her kneeling in front of him.

"Oh…uh…turn into the hall and it's on your left."

Eli used a towel to dry most of his pants, tossing it on the counter before he splashed his face with some water. He looked around her colorful restroom, when he noticed something strange. Something he wouldn't have expected in a home so youthful.

He walked out, heading back toward the living room speaking out as he walked. "I didn't know you smoked." He ran a tightly rolled joint between his fingers. He noticed Imogen wasn't in the living area, or in the kitchen. "Imogen?" The door on the right side of the hall opened, out walking Imogen in a silk bathrobe that went down to the middle of her thighs. "Oh..uh…hi."

"Sorry. Some of the coffee got on me also, so I thought I'd change into something more comfortable."

"Yeah, I see that."

She walked up to him, grabbing the joint from his hand. "I see you found my stash." She placed it between her lips and lighting it with the lighter on the counter. She inhaled it and then held it out to Eli. "You want some?"

He took it with no words said. Each of them passing it back and forth to each other, eventually Imogen grabbing a tub of ice cream from the freezer and two spoons. Sitting across from one another at the table, they each took bites from the carton. Whenever Imogen would get a bite of the chocolate swirl she'd moan a little and lick her lips. Eli started laughing, "You really like your chocolate don't you."

She giggled in embarrassment. "A little."

"Well then." He got up and ran to her fridge, digging through it for a moment before coming back with chocolate syrup. He took his spoon and filled it with straight syrup, and leaning over to place it by her lips. She accepted the offer, taking the bite and letting him remove the spoon from her mouth. Leaving chocolate on the sides of her mouth. She tried to look away, when she noticed the leftover food on her face. Giggling at herself made Eli smile. He held her chin up and kissed the corner of her lips, letting his tongue pass to lick the chocolate off. "I never noticed how cute your laugh is."

Imogen stared at him, before jumping for his lips. He didn't stop her, as he kissed her back and held her close to him. She started to unbutton his shirt, and he moved his mouth to her collarbone, pulling her robe off her shoulders. Once his shirt was almost off, she paused at the red wound on the side of his abdomen. "Gunshot wound," was all he said, before she leaned forward and kissed the wound. He untied her robe, allowing it to fall to the floor around her feet. He picked her up and laid her on the table, crawling on top of her after he slipped his jeans down. Tracing her body with each kiss against her soft skin.

Yep! Shits happening! Yes I know the characters are OOC. But they were in "4 Guys and a Clare" too. So no bitchin'! Hehe. I would love to know what you all think! :D So please don't forget to review. And I'll be posting a new chapter ever five days. Better than a week right? I feel like it's enough days to get everyone to read and review and also enough to make you eager for the next chapter, at the same time not too long to forget about it or drive you mad. Hehe! Alright! See you all Thursday! Love you all! :*(^_^) ~Eli

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