Sorry if took me a long time to update. Sorry if I'm not updating my other stories. Hehe. I shouldn't start stories I can't update immediately. Again, sorry. Here's the 7th chapter of MBPC! I'll try to update my other stories soon. Try. R&R!

Clare looked into his eyes. They were filled with hurt, anger, sadness and shock. She looked away.

"It's just... Our relationship... I don't know if we can..."

She didn't know what to say. She just looked down at her feet, biting her lip. Tears filling her own eyes. Eli stared at her. He felt so angry, so hurt that she would even suggest that they break up.

After all they've been through, she wanted to break up? They haven't even been together for a week, and she already wanted to break up.

He blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall. "Clare, look at me..." She didn't look at him, just sobbed. His heart broke at the sight, but he couldn't show her that it was hurting him.

"Look at me, Clare." He said softly. "It's the least you can do for wanting to break up with me."

She looked up at him, frowning. The beautiful blue eyes he loved were filled with tears, her eyes were red and swollen. The pretty face he loved was flushed.

"Are you giving up on me?"

She didn't respond, just stared at him. Tears continued to pour from here eyes. She wiped them away, but more replaced them.

"Clare, answer me..."

She finally spoke, but her voice was weak. "I... It's not that... I..." She shook her head. "I never promised anything." She bit her lip. That sounded lame. Even to her own ears.

Eli frowned, anger taking over his features. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard you say, Clare. You know that..."

Clare bit her lip, he looked really angry and really hurt. "What the fuck of an excuse is that? 'I never promised anything'? " He wiped the beads of sweat that had begun to form on his forehead.

"I promise you something. That I'd find a way for us to be together." He snarled. She backed away, terrified by his tone of voice. Eli smirked bitterly. She look scared, but he wasn't going to back down now.

"Even though you never promised anything," He continued. "You didn't need to say it. I felt it. It was in the air. It was already there..."

"Nothing needed to be said." He growled. Clare's eyes filled with more tears. 'Why is he making me feel so bad? I only want to protect him, both of us...'

"You don't understand..," Her voice broke. "I'm doing this for us... To keep us safe and happy."

"You're breaking my heart, Clare! That doesn't make me happy! If you're all alone, that doesn't make me feel safe, that doesn't make you safe!" He snarled. She whimpered.

He sighed and toned down his voice. "I love you, Clare. I don't wanna lose you. I know we'll still see each other, but I want to be with for every single second of the day, I want to be by your side all the time."

Clare wiped away her tears, sniffing. "What if we get caught, huh? What will you do?"

"Oh Clare..." He sat on the bed and reached out for her. She scooted close to him and he pulled her onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"You know I promised to find a way for us to be together, and if does come to that, us getting caught, well, we can move out of the house. " 'I'd never break my promise to you, Clare. Never...'

Clare looked up at him, shocked. "What? How?" He smiled at her. "Babe, I have money saved. Lots of money. I've recently been offered a scholarship in a college in France."

She stared at him, awestruck. "I-I don't know what to say."

"Tell me you love me. Tell me you'll never leave me." He kissed her hair. "Tell me you'll never give up on me."

He looked at her with eyes that brimmed with love. 'Eyes that were filled with anger earlier.' She looked into his eyes again, and melted.

"I love you, Eli..." She said finally, softly. He smiled. "You won't leave me?" She shook her head. "I won't..." She wrapper her arms around his neck. "I won't give up on you. I'll never leave you." She breathed softly.

"I love you." She smiled up at him. "Forever and always."

"I love you too, babe. Forever and always." He pulled her into a kiss and slipped a hand in her shirt. She immediately pulled away. "Eli, no! Not now!"

He smirked. "Forget we ever discussed breaking up? Forget that you ever mentioned breaking up with me? Forget you ever considered breaking up with me?"

Clare giggled. "Yes. Let's forget. Like it never happened."

"It's a deal."

"Forget you ever yelled at me?"

"You know I only yelled at you because I was scared of thought of losing you, babe. I didn't mean to hurt you, babe. You know that."

"I know. And I'm sorry too, for everything I said."

He kissed her. "It's okay. Let's just forget it ever happened." He said, kissing the tip of her nose.

"But... I need to know something..."

"Yeah, babe?"

"Do you really watch porn?"

"It was really weird, Tristan. It was like he was her boyfriend or something, not her older brother!" He was on the phone with Tristan, talking about Eli and Clare. 'Again...'

But it was something he couldn't help but talk about. There was something wrong about the siblings', and he determined to find out what that was.

"Oh no, not again..." Tristan sounded tired.


"It's just, you keep on talking about Eli and Clare when you call. You only phone to me to talk about Eli and Clare. Eli and Clare, Eli and Clare. I already have a name for them! EClare!"

Zig sighed. "I'm sorry... But something's not right about their relationship. I know it, Trist."

"You're just jealous. Jealous that she's closer to her brother than she is to you. It's only natural that she's closer to her older brother. He's her older bro. After all, they've been together for a long time."

"What?! Together?!"

"See..." Tristan sighed. "Not together-together. Your obsession with Clare, and that supposed 'incest' relationship she has with Eli, is really messing with your head."

"I am not obsessed with her and her disgusting older brother!"

"Then stop talking about them. Just relax. if Clare finds out about this... That you think she's having sex with her brother, she'll be terribly hurt and disgusted by you. You don't want to be the cause of Clare's pain, do you?" Tristan sounded serious.

"No..." He replied, sighing. 'Of course not! Why would I want to be the cause of her pain? If anything, I want to prevent it!'

"Then stop this madness. That perverted, disgusting thinking... Because that's weird..."

"I love Clare... And... I don't know. I guess I should stop with the Eli-Clare thing..."

"Good. If you really love her, you'll stop your craziness.."

"Yeah... You're right."

"Well, I gotta go. Got a date with with someone. See ya, Ziggers. And... take care. Stay out of trouble."

Zig laughed. "I will. Bye." He hung up the phone and laid down on his bed. He rubbed his temples. 'He's right. I do need to stop this madness and relax.'

"No... Where'd you get that idea?"

Clare folded her arms. "I heard you say it when you talked to dad..." Eli laughed. "Of course not, babe. Why would I watch porn when I have you?"

Clare blushed. "Perve!" But she was relieved he didn't watch those disgusting videos. "Well... Have you ever watched any porn?"

Eli shook his head. "Nope... I just watched you shower whenever the door was open. And watched you dress when - "

"When did this start?" Clare demanded, her face with red with embarrassment. She jumped off of his lap. "When you turned fifteen..." He said nonchalantly. She turned redder. "What? How could you be so nonchalant about it?"

"What?" He smirked, pulling her back onto his lap. "We're together now, it doesn't matter."

"Well, did you watch porn before that?"

"Why are you so eager to know?"

"Answer me!"

"No, Clare. As gay as it makes me sound and look, I never watched porn. I never needed or wanted porn. Because I have you, love you and need you. And I only want you."

"Oh, Eli." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "That's not gay, it's sweet." He smirked and leaned in for a kiss.

Clare pulled away after a few seconds. "We'll have plenty of time for that later." She tucked some stray hair behind her ear. "By the way, where's dad?"

"He left. He went back to the house. He said he'd pay for our stay here. He didn't want to 'stress' us out anymore." He smiled lazily. "We have a whole week together, babe. Just the two of us. That means sex 24/7!"

She giggled, hitting him playfully in the arm. "Perve!" She sighed. "Just the two of us..." He smirked, laying her on the bed. His eyes were dark with lust.

"Why don't we start our fun now, Clare?"

Terrible, wasn't it? Sorry about the grammar. It sucks. You know why. Again, I'll try to update my others. Again, I'm sorry. I have inspiration, 'writer-mode' for a while then BAM!! It's gone! I'm only good with one-shots... For now! Thanks for reading!