A/N: After writing Sensible, I really wanted to write another fic for this pairing. I think this couple could work, though only as a fatal attraction kind of pairing. So after toying around with this idea, I came up with this, but it's kind of dark. I hope you guys enjoy and please review guys!

Eli smiled at Clare as he watched her down the hallway. She smiled back but Eli knew she was just doing it to avoid hurting him more than she already had. It was a little late for that, because as soon as their gazes caught, Clare looked away as if Eli didn't exist. He hadn't expected her to be so damn cold to him even a month after he recovered from the car accident. Eli thought she'd at least talk to him or something, but Clare was treating him as if he never meant anything to her. As if they had never happened.

Eli sadly shuffled to history class. He couldn't wait until the day ended. History was always his least favorite subject, and it seemed like it would be no different that morning. As he walked inside, he noticed a group of his classmates standing around a desk. What were they all looking at? He finally was able to look over the shoulders of two shorter girls and realized what everyone was staring at; Bianca looked as if she was about to pass out.

"Is she alright?" Eli asked as Bianca, who was slumped over on her desk let out a pained groan. Everyone moved to the side to allow Eli space to get a closer look at her. They all stared like unfeeling robots, as if they were waiting for her collapse. Eli couldn't stand it. He knelt down to her level and shook her shoulders gently to try and keep her up. He knew nobody took the time to get close enough to her because he could immediately smell alcohol on her breath. Why on Earth would she come to school if she was so wasted? Bianca's head lolled lazily to the side and her glassy eyes looked around the crowded classroom. Eli motioned for everyone to back up and give her breathing space. Their history teacher, Mrs. Grimm, was no where in sight. She was always a few minutes late to class because she stopped for an early morning coffee. Eli chuckled. Bianca was one lucky bitch.

She stood up and clutched her stomach as she attempted to walk out of the room. Eli attempted to help her walk, but she pushed him off in time to vomit across the floor. A few students grimaced while another went to open a window.

"Somebody needs to get her to the nurse," one of the students said. No shit Sherlock, Eli thought to himself. When no one seemed willing to do the job, Eli grabbed Bianca by the waist and helped her stagger out of the classroom. He knew Bianca had a bad reputation, but to the point where a room full of people would just watch her suffer and not one of them bother to call for help? High school was full of a bunch of self-centered snobs.

Every eye was on her, but Bianca didn't seem to care. She stumbled with pride; she tripped with grace. There was something about the way she just didn't seem give fuck that Eli envied. Bianca was the complete opposite of him; she felt, but didn't care, she was wounded, but didn't hurt. That's what he needed to be, instead of the emotional, whiny train wreck Clare had reduced him to.

"You're not really gonna take me to the nurse, are you?" Bianca mumbled. She had pulled him out of his thoughts and he looked down at the curly haired brunette he was practically carrying.

"Where else would I take you?" Eli asked. She pointed down the hallway and tried to steer him in the direction she wanted him to go.

"I have aspirin in my locker," she explained. Eli nodded and took her locker, where she got a small bottle of pills and popped one in her mouth before downing a bottle of water that had been on the top shelf. Bianca didn't give him a second glance as she slid to the ground and held her head in her hands. Instead of heading back to class, Eli plopped down beside her. It had been a while since he had cut class. In fact, the last time he cut was with Clare, and now that they were broken up, he felt as though he needed to remember what having fun was without her. God, what had that girl done to him? He used to be so strong and witty but now he was a broken mess. How could she have done that to him? Eli's green eyes stared at Bianca warily. If he couldn't escape Clare in his mind he'd at least pretend to be okay.

"So, what are you doing in school today?" he asked casually.

"That's a stupid question," Bianca stated plainly. "I have to be here."

"Not when you've been drinking. I can smell it on you," Eli noted.

"So I'm not completely sober. What's it to you?" she demanded. There it was again. The way she didn't care who she offended. Eli wanted to be like her.

"What's the matter Bianca?" Eli asked sincerely. He didn't hate her exactly. He barely knew her after all. She rolled her eyes and looked away before she spoke.

"None of your business jackass," she replied.

"You know, I was just asking," he said. He didn't really care what Bianca said to him. Her words touched him, but didn't really faze him.

"Whatever," Bianca said as she shook her head. She seemed to be beyond the point of caring. Eli needed that for himself. He wanted to feel as numb as she did.

"Bianca, I know you're a reckless person but this is a bit extreme," Eli said. "If anyone finds out, you're dead."

"Do you honestly t-think I c-care..." she stuttered quietly as she wobbled weakly as if she were about to faint. Eli tried to hold her to support her but Bianca bitterly turned away and attempted to stand up. She must've been more buzzed than she looked.

"You're going to fall," Eli said as he hopped up from where he was to help keep Bianca standing upright. She didn't seem as if she was even able to hold her own weight up. She desperately leaned against the locker and inched forward as best as she could. Eli grimaced at the sight of her. He'd always known Bianca to hold her liquor, so what else was going on with her? He grabbed her arms and tried to keep Bianca still, but she wriggled angrily in Eli's touch.

"Let me go!" she seethed. "G-get off..." Her voice trailed off as she struggled to stay upright. Eli was surprised to see Bianca so messed up. She obviously must have been seriously sick and her drinking must've just intensified her symptoms.

"I'm taking you to the nurse," he said as walked over to close her locker. He hadn't meant to snoop, but her bottle of pills caught his attention for some reason.

"Don't go through my stuff!" Bianca shrieked but it was too late. Eli had already seen what she was hiding in her locker. His green eyes widened in shock. He always thought of Bianca as such a strong willed person but now? She was just as much of a broken mess as he was.

"Bianca... You're taking diet pills?"

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