A/N: New story here. Hope you like it.

Where I got the inspiration from?: I have a friend of mine who was dating this guy, who had a little brother who liked her too. The kid was eight, her boyfriend was fifteen, but he was a bully to his little bro and always made fun of his crush for his gf, hehe. This story won't be as innocent as that scenario though. Chill your panties and/or boxers though, this story might not have sex scenes. There will be steamy make-outs and sexual frustration between the characters, but somewhere along the lines, I might have to change the rating ;)
This is completely AU: In case you do not know what that means, it is an ALTERNATE UNIVERSE from the actual show. So don't complain. However, I will give each character some of their original aspects and not be too OOC.
Characters: I have no idea how Jake is actually like; but in my story he is a condescending asshole (with a soft side), Eli will be a bit selfish/stubborn/arrogant (but misunderstood), Clare will be naive but not in an annoying way (I hate those types). Bullfrog died, CeCe remarried Jake's dad. They are all wealthy, except Clare.
Ages: Eli and Jake- 22
Clare- 21

Enjoy.

Confession of Pain

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This Can't Be Good

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An ordinary officer walked down the hallways of the police station, swinging his baton in a circular motion. He whistled a soothing tune and made careful steps until he reached a specific cell and glanced back and forth between a middle aged man and a handsome young male. "Elijah Martin?"

"It's Eli and my last name is Goldsworthy." One stood up quickly. He walked towards the bars and raised an eyebrow. "Am I free to go now, officer?"

"You got someone who bailed ya'. You're lucky this time." The man huffed and reached in his back pockets, he pulled out a set of keys, and fumbled with the lock.

"What about me? I didn't do shit." The other man from behind snarled.

"You sit your fucking ass down."The cop looked at him with disgust.

"It's always the system and their biased sides for those bastards with money and connections." The man glared at Eli.

Eli smiled bravely at him and did a once-over at him, "Sleep tight." He laughed and walked away.

The man clenched his fists and shook his hands furiously against the bars, "Fuck you, you little bitch! If you were half a damn man, you would bring your ass back here and yo-" The man's frantic screams were faintly heard once Eli had made his way over to the front of the station.

At a desk, he saw his mother with a worried frown speaking with a man in a suit.

"I'm so sorry for the inconvenience. It won't happen again, officer." Cece sighed at him.

"It better not. The bail is going to cost around five grand." The man deadpanned.

She smiled and pulled out a checkbook from her purse, "Oh, of course. No problem!" She accepted, "My husband made the payment already, earlier. His assistant wired the money. But I am aware of the generosity you have given us...and a bonus wouldn't hurt." Cece grinned and took out a pen. The officer eyed her every movement, obviously happy with what he was receiving.

"How does three-grand sound?" Cece smiled, and wrote down the digits carelessly onto the paper.

The officer almost choked on his heaping coffee, "Why thank you, ma'am." He cleared his throat, grabbed the check, and clutched it with greed.

"Eli. We should leave now." CeCe looked at her son, and they walked to exit the area.

Once they reached the parking lot, their chauffeur stepped out of their lavish car, and opened the door for each. Eli with rigid movements, sat inside. His mother, sitting right next to him, began with a frustrated sigh, and grabbed his palm.

"Did you or did you not steal that car? I don't understand, we could have bought you a new one, if you asked." Cece shifted in her seat a bit,

Eli chuckled darkly, "You really think I stole that piece of crap. Owen just came with it and we drove around in it for a while. I didn't know it was stolen, he just took off and left me there with it."

"Does it matter? We told you countless amounts of times, Eli...your father and I-"

"Ted is not my fucking dad." Eli groaned.

Cece gasped, "Don't you dare use that tone with me! And don't say idiotic things, Ted is the one who paid for your bail. He was about to let you spend a whole night in there, but you should be thankful I convinced him not to,"

"Listen mom, can we not talk about this right now? It's been a long night." Eli interrupted.

CeCe looked at Eli and reached over to give him a peck on the cheek, "Fine, baby boy. But Ted and I will have a serious talk with you tomorrow morning. Besides, Jake is coming home from his trip in Musoka as well. A lot of things are going through Ted's mind right now, so when you see him say thank-you. He doesn't need your smart mouth right now."

"Whatever." Eli mumbled under his breath.

The mansion stood at an isolated part of town. There were lush green trees and trimmed hedges at its every corner. White paint shone like brilliant pearls with the sun shining upon its exterior walls. Crystal glass windows gave the most inviting aroma, and a huge fountain was set somewhere along the front yard. A stone pathway was embedded to its relatively large oak door. And from behind, if you walked a couple yards farther into the back, you would find a lake. It was a crystal blue mass of water that chimed with fresh solitude from the city.

When Eli woke up that morning to this haven he liked to call home, he walked downstairs for breakfast. Once he was there in his classic dining room, he looked at one of the maids setting up the table.

"Nancy? Do you know where are my mother and Ted are?"

The maid stopped what she was doing and stood up straight, "Young man, your father-"

Eli growled and the maid frowned, "I apologize, sir. Mr. Martin said he wanted you in his office once you woke up."

Eli scratched his head and nodded, "Thank you, but when I am back, I expect my breakfast." Eli looked at her and began walking around the hallways. Once he had reached Ted's office, his hand anticipated to not open the door and ditch another one of his lectures.

Nonetheless, Eli entered the room and eyed the man who was sitting at a sturdy desk, sketching a draft. He stopped what he was doing and looked at Eli.

"Sit." His voice was stern.

Eli took the leather chair in front of him and sat down cautiously, "First of all sir, thank-you,"

"Don't talk. Listen." Ted interrupted him and continued, "Eli, you need to cut the crap. All this messing around...and juvenile behavior has to end. Your mother was crying yesterday to me, I should have let you spend the night there to learn a lesson, but you know how your mother is..." Ted rubbed his temple. "Listen, I know I'm not your father, and I have great respect for him, may he rest in peace. But you are a tremendous part of my responsibility. When the day comes, I will need someone to leave my company in charge of. Eli, you are a smart young man, always bringing the best grades and your professors always saying how great of a student you are. You know as the son of my wife, you are a candidate for the privilege. Jake however, is more driven. I'm not saying this because he is my son, but because it is true. If Jake sees something he wants, he'll try his best and achieve it. But I don't want that ambition in my company, I want skills. And you have that; now I don't know why you always have to act out, but I'm getting sick of it."

Eli gulped and stared into Ted's eyes, "I don't want to be an architect. I want to be a writer. You're right, Jake is ambitious, but he's also a conniving sneak. You and my mother always corner my problems, when you think Jake is an angel...do you even have the slightest clue as to why he went to Musoka?" His voice taunted.

Ted loosened his tie and tapped his fingers on the table's surface, "I do. Jake went on a fishing trip with his friends; he is working on a research paper for his integrative biology class."

Eli chuckled a bit, "Listen Ted, I like you. You have my respect. So I'll tell you the truth. Jake, my beloved 'brother', went to Musoka to use the cabin for keg and moron-infested parties the entire summer. He invited everyone who's anyone at school, except me. And let me tell you...people that were going aren't the type of people a 'smart' person like Jake should mess with."

"Stop changing the subject!" Ted pounded his fist on the table and Eli flinched a bit. "One more strike, Eli! One more, and I am done. It's time you man up and use that brain of yours!" Ted's vein popped out of his neck and his nostrils flared.

Eli avoided his gaze and nodded, "Is that all you have to say, sir?"

"Keep in mind Eli, my patience is running out." Ted looked at him and paused. But once he saw Eli was about to leave, he called out his name. "I almost forgot, speaking of Jake, he will be home any minute now. I would like it if you two spent more time with each other. I understand that you two don't get along, but it has been fifteen years since you both became step-brothers and should mature: start acting like it. Be nice."

Eli grunted and heard himself whistling countless curses in his throat. If there was anything in the world he hated the most, it was Jake.

"Of course." He gritted through his teeth and walked back to the kitchen, finding his breakfast on the table. He wasn't hungry anymore and went upstairs to lock himself in his room.

"Fucking piece of shit." He mumbled to himself, "That damn asshole, ruining everything. That prick thinks I can get along with that sad excuse for a man. Fuck him." Eli felt his body whimper with rage and his face growing red. He tossed random objects in his room and punched furiously on his bed, hoping to not create any noise that would draw attention.

Ever since Cece married Ted after Bullfrog passed away, it had been hell for Eli. Ted was an extremely affluent architect with a cocky son.

Eli was five months younger than Jake. But in simpler terms, Eli was shorter, weaker, less popular, and always second in comparison to Jake. When he was younger, Eli would try and join Jake playing sports with the kids from school. Jake always allowed Eli to play as an excuse to tackle, push him into the dirt, and leave bruises on his body. But when Eli would arrive at home and Cece saw those red, purple, and green blotches on his skin, Jake would always say the same thing, "I told him not to play. He can't handle anything."

Even when Eli would find a date to the dance or have a girlfriend, Jake always had to purposely flirt and steal them away from him. Jake was a manipulative charmer as well. Teachers and the staff at school always allowed Jake late into class, gave him keys to isolated areas of the campus, and let him cut the front of the lunch line in the cafeteria. Other than that, Jake always cheated off of Eli's homework and tests, receiving credit for Eli's hard and diligent work.

At home, one thing Eli couldn't stand the most was the fact that Cece had grown to love Jake as much as Eli, maybe even more, by the looks of it. Ted and Cece always took Jake's side and blamed Eli for any trouble between the two. If it wasn't for Jake's taunting or bothering directed to Eli, maybe none of those fights would have started. But Eli was now an adult. He wasn't short or weak anymore. Girls came running to him when his looks kicked in. He went to a different university, and he had his own identity there. But all of that didn't stop Jake from still being considered as the "perfect angel" or the "ideal son", nope. Things were getting intense and Eli hated him with an abnormal intensity and raw emotion.

It had been a while now that Eli had sworn revenge. He just hasn't found the opportunity.

"You're going to pay, and then you'll wish you never messed with me." Eli calmed down, glaring at a family portrait, where Jake was smiling like a jackass.

A knock was heard from his bedroom door and Eli opened it, finding the maid with her hands dug into her pockets.

"Sir, your mother and Mr. Martin said to go downstairs. Jake has arrived."

"Tell them I'll be down soon." He said in a monotone voice, closed his door, and quickly dressed into a t-shirt and casual jeans.

When he walked downstairs, he saw suitcases scattered to the side and Cece caressing Jake's face. And Eli felt his heart break a little, at the sight. His mother was all he really had left, and it seemed as if she loved Jake more than Eli, who had her blood and was carried in her womb for nine months.

Ted cleared his throat once he saw Eli descending down the stairs; Jake lifted his head, and averted his light brown eyes to give Eli his famous grin.

"Brother! I've missed you!" Jake walked towards him and gave Eli a pat on his shoulder.

Eli rolled his eyes, and sighed awkwardly when he saw Ted scowling at him, "Yeah, me too."

Jake reached in for a hug and whispered in a low voice against Eli, "You are so full of shit. We both know you can put a bit more effort in that. I guess I'm better at acting than you. Another thing."

Eli's fists clenched and he pulled away, giving Jake a fake smile.

"Well, since you two seem to be getting along like two peas in a pod, maybe you guys should head out to the city and hang out!" Cece squealed.

"I would love to, mother. But I have to make an important call right now. And I'm sure Eli has more important things to do, maybe tomorrow." Jake walked over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"A call? To who, son?" Ted smiled.

"Well, when I was out in Musoka, I met someone..." Jake laughed.

"A girl? You never mention them, this must be serious!" Cece giggled, and Eli stood there listening at the conversation.

Jake was the biggest chauvinistic pig Eli met, but was straight-forward. Girls were second to Jake in comparison to partying and sports.

"She's amazing. We have a special connection; I can't wait for you all to meet her."

"Well, bring her home whenever you like. Maybe next week?" Ted walked to him and gave him a soft rub on his cheek.

"I should go make that call now and ask her." Jake smiled and walked upstairs.

Eli went into the kitchen, not caring the least bit of how Jake was. He ate his breakfast with his newfound hunger, and finished shortly after.

When he walked upstairs, he passed by Jake's room which had the door open, Eli couldn't help but walk in and listen when he heard him speaking on the phone.

"Yeah. I just got home...what?" Jake laughed, "No, no. The flight went well; it was long though, the service was horrible." He paused hearing what the female was saying on the other line, "Don't worry about it, it's no big deal. I'm glad you liked it, babe. But I really have to go now, I'll call you tomorrow. Bye. I love you." Jake hung up and turned around looking at Eli, who was cocking an eyebrow at him.

"What the fuck are you looking at, shit-face?" Jake snapped.

"Nothing." Eli shrugged.

Jake tossed his cell phone on the bed and grinned at Eli, crossing his arms with too much confidence. "I heard dad bailed you out of jail last night for 'accidently' stealing a car. Tsk, tsk, Eli. You sure are a dumbass for getting caught and having Owen as a friend. He's probably the only guy dumber than you are." Jake chuckled.

Eli ignored him and traveled his gaze to the phone. "So, what's her name?"

"Why do you care? She's my business." Jake snarled.

"Not until you use and leave her like the rest of the trash." Eli smirked and removed his bangs out of his eyes.

Jake squinted his eyes, as if he was disagreeing with Eli, "She's different..." Jake sighed, but then rushed into saying something else, "she's my new conquest." He tried to imitate Eli's expression and raised his eyebrows suggestively.

Eli stifled a laugh, "How? She actually has a functioning brain?"

Jake glared at him and scoffed, "She's a Mary-pure. One-hundred percent virgin; I plan to break that." Jake boasted.

Eli paced himself across the room and raised a finger to his chin mockingly, "I thought virgins were extinct nowadays?"

The room grew silent, and Eli knew he had accomplished to get under Jake's skin just like he did minutes ago. Jake hated to feel inferior by Eli, meaning that those snarky comments and half-assed remarks from him really boiled Jake's blood.

"You need to shut your trap, and quit acting like an asshole..." Jake spoke, but soon gain a mischievous grin, "Besides, you are barely half the man I am. So don't underestimate what I like to see as a fun 'project'."

Eli shook his head, "You're pathetic."

"You should see her," Jake sighed and bounced on top of his massive bed, "She has this great rack, cute ass, and these big blue eyes," It was the usual, Jake taunting and wanting to make Eli feel jealous of him.

"Sounds like half of the girls you dated." Eli snorted, and Jake sat up.

"As if you would know. This girl...she's too much of a woman for you. You wouldn't be able to get someone like that; you're too much of a pansy." Jake taunted.

Eli was about to say something, perhaps even punch him in the face, when all of a sudden-

"Jake! Come downstairs, Miriam baked those cookies you love!" Cece knocked on the door and beamed at both men.

"I'm coming." Jake smugly smiled at Eli and left the room.

Eli walked to the edge of Jake's bed and looked at his cell phone. He saw the name 'Clare' shown on the screen.

"...she's too much of a woman for you."

The phrase rang in his mind over and over again, sending Eli to the edge. Jake seemed to really like this girl, and Eli knew deep inside Jake was partially lying when he said he only wanted sex from her.

Any idiot could see that when Jake talked about her, he had a loving look in his eyes that Eli was surprised by. The tone he used with her on the phone was alien to others. It was warm and gentle. And the fact that Jake said "I love you." was the first time Eli heard an actual sincerity in this monster's voice.

Jake was in love. He has feelings, who knew?

In Eli's mind, thoughts fluctuated continuously and soon enough, a light bulb flickered on once he connected all these ideas together. The pieces to the puzzle had been set, and he was ready to assemble them successfully.

"Clare, I don't know who you are...but that's going to change."

Everything was going to become complicated.

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