Demented and Deranged

A/N: Hello my loves! I am back for more of my stories! This story is an AU story. You have been warned. Clare will be completely OOC but will have moments that are IC. Like at one point she is OOC but at the same time she still has the same mind as the IC Clare. Doesn't make sense? It's okay! Read the story and you won't be confused! I LOVE reviews! So please give me some! Thanks happy reading. Also this is my first 3rd person story.

Disclaimer: I own a cookie, not Degrassi.

No one is in high school.

Clare- 19 years old (she will be turning 20)

Eli- 21 years old

Adam- 21 years old

Alli- 20 years old

Demented and Deranged

Summary:Clare Edwards is an inmate at a Women's Correctional Facility in Toronto. She has caught the eye of a raven haired, new jail guard, Eli Goldsworty. Little does Eli know is that tiny, blue eyed Clare Edwards is in jail for murder and attempted murder. Clare has a mission in life, not to impress the cute jail guard or to kill, but to make a difference and make a statement.

From the outside, you would think that tiny, adorable, innocent looking Clare Edwards is a 'Saint'. But if you actually knew her, she was anything but a saint. Before turning fourteen years old, Clare actually lived up to her so called 'nickname'. She went to church every sunday, thanked the lord before every meal, prayed every night, never lied, confessed her sins- if she had any, and was every christian parents dream. Unlike her older sister Darcy.

Darcy was three years older than Clare, she was also beautiful, intelligent, witty, and had a mind of her own. But those adjectives were only seen by Clare. Everyone else found Darcy 'strange' or 'Demented'. At one point in her life Darcy had a falling out, which led her to move to Kenya to find herself and help those in need.

When Darcy left during Clare's freshmen year of high school, Clare's life went downhill. Her parents were always arguing, nothing too serious. The mild arguing grew into late night yelling matches and her father sleeping on the couch or going for a drive. Her grades weren't as impressive as her grades from elementary school. Clare maintained a C average and her grades never improved nor did they fall. Her behavior slowly changed as she grew older. She had respect for people who had respect for her, but for all those who didn't give any respect was never returned the favor. Clare's wardrobe changed, she now wore a denim jacket, blazers, floral dresses, black ripped skinny jeans, floral blouses, vintage looking t-shirts and sometimes a leather jacket. She no longer wore her school uniform. Her school uniform could go burn in hell, but she kept it for remembrance of her child hood.

In Clare's sophomore year of high school her parents arguing grew immensely, they fought for the littlest things. Her mother and father agitated each other. Clare's mother, Helen was caring towards Clare, she just didn't show it some times. Whenever Helen would say something uncaring or selfish-like, Randall, Clare's dad would get annoyed and walk away making Helen roll her eyes in frustration and give apologizing looks towards Clare.

You would think with all the yelling her parents did, it would make Clare cower in fear or become the weaker person, but it made her stronger and made her the independent young woman she is today. Some nights Clare would sneak out and go out with her friends or just go for a walk, her parents never did catch her. She woke up herself in the mornings, made her own breakfast and when it was dinner time, she would make dinner because she could tell her mother was stressing out. So to help her mom out, Clare cleaned and cooked and did the laundry.

Clare's friends Alli, Bianca, Fitz, Owen, and her boyfriend Reese were always there for her. They were there for her when her parents decided on the divorce in the end of sophomore year and they were there for her whenever her step mom and step sisters decided to be a bitch towards her.

Her step mom and step sisters were blonde, dumb, and completely rude. All of them hated Clare because of her natural beauty. She wasn't stick thin like them, she had curves in all the right place. She didn't need make up because she had perfect clear skin and a glow of beauty. Her hair wasn't golden blonde like theres, but a light brown with red tints in them. Her eyes were also a beautiful light medium shade of blue, while her step mom and sisters blue eyes were light and cold and nowhere near welcoming.

Each day her sister would ignore her existence in the house and give her death glares, but Clare just shrugged her tiny shoulders and told them "Fuck you too" with a beautiful, sarcastic smile. Her step mother would give a fake smile at Clare, pretending to be nice for Randall's sake. Unlike Clare, who didn't give a shit, she would snob, roll her eyes and glare at her new family members. Keep in mind, Clare never gave respect to those who never gave her respect.

Some days Randall would let Clare stay the night at her boyfriend Reese's house because he knew how much Clare hated her step mother and sisters, and he liked Reese. Reese and Clare met in freshman year at the dot. Reese was with his friend when Clare and Alli walked in to hang out and eat. Reese walked up to her, sat down at the table across from her and asked, "What's your name cutie?", Clare thought he was talking to Alli, so she ignored him. When Alli told him her name in a flirtatious manner, he raised his eyebrows in disgust and said "I meant your friend." Clare's cheeks turned into an adorable shade of pink and asked "Me?" Clare was never confronted by boys. Most of them would just smile at her and try and keep contact. Reese nodded with a tiny smile and she smiled a little and said "I'm Clare" in a tiny voice, in return he said "Reese". He was going to ask for her number but his friend gave him his order and it was time to leave. Reese told her it was nice to meet her and left. Alli was a little jealous, but was happy for her friend. As soon as Reese and his friend left the dot, both girls turned to each other and squealed in excitement.

Reese and Clare saw each other again on monday at school when Clare was at her locker. Reese walked up from behind her and poked her sides. Clare turned around in shock and was about to give this person who invaded her personal space a piece of her mind, but when she noticed it was Reese she smiled shyly and said "Oh, hey…Reese?" Reese chuckled at how cute she was. "Hey Clare, so I didn't get a chance to ask for your number at the dot. My friend Brandon kind of interrupted." Reese bit his lip with a hopeful look, hoping that Clare would give him her number. Clare grinned and boldly said "Give me your hand." Reese was a little confused but obeyed. Clare took a sharpie from her locker and wrote her number and name on his hand, she then brought his hand to her mouth and blew on it so it would dry faster. Reese's breath hitched and blushed. "I'll…uh…call you tonight?" Clare nodded and Reese walked away to his next class.

As promised, Reese called at 9:00. They talked on the phone for two hours until Helen told her she needed to go to bed. They talked about everything and anything. Clare found out Reese's favorite color was blue, he was originally from Hamilton but moved to Toronto when he turned 12, he was in the same grade as her, he played basketball, and he had twin baby sisters named Tori and Michelle. Reese found out that Clare goes to church on sundays, she believed in abstinence, she had an older sister named Darcy who lived in Kenya, she lived in Toronto her whole life, and that she believed that if someone was rude to her, she would be rude to them too, only 10x more.

Clare pulled Reese in, she interested him, he liked that she was different and that she didn't take shit from anyone. Clare and Reese flirted for a month until Reese got the courage to ask her out on a date. Of course she said yes. Clare let Alli put a little bit of make up on her and choose her outfit.

Alli knew Clare wasn't into wearing revealing clothes, so she knew exactly what to make Clare look good. Alli choose a white tank top with a picture of pink flowers, a army green cropped jacket from forever 21, black ripped skinny jeans and for shoes, tan gladiator sandals. For her make up she only had mascara on, that was enough to make her eyes pop, she also had a light shade of pink lipstick on her lips. It was safe to say Reese's jaw hit the floor. He took her to dinner at an Italian restraunt, it wasn't over the top and it wasn't bad either. After they ate he took her back to his house, his parents and sisters were visiting his grandparents back in Hamilton. Reese told her to bring a swim suit, so she did. For the rest of their date they swam in Reese's pool and talked, played marco polo, which was pointless considering it was just them two, they also had a relay race, no one won because neither of them even made it half way across the pool. When it reached 9:45 they got out of the pool to dry up and headed back to Clare's house so Reese could properly drop her off. When they got back home, Clare and Reese shared their first kiss in front of her door step. When they pulled apart they both had huge smiles on their face and went their separate ways; Reese to his house and Clare inside hers.

After that date they ended up going on more dates, they soon became boyfriend and girlfriend. They were the type of couple who didn't need to be around each other all of the time or make out in public, they were the type of couple everyone wanted to be. Clare and Reese dated from freshmen year all the way to senior year. Reese was there for her whenever her stupid step mom and sisters decided to gang up on her, he always had open arms for her and she for him. They were each others 'first'. Clare decided she wasn't going to wait till marriage to have sex. She believed if you truly love someone you should share something special. There first time was awkward and wasn't enjoyable, but it meant so much. Clare and Reese dated for four years until it was time to leave for college. Reese got accepted to San Francisco State University. School was not Clare's calling in life so she just decided to stay in Toronto and not go to college. They both decided long distance relationships just don't work out. A lot of crying and hugs happened but it just had to be.

When school started up Clare was still living at her dads house. Clare had her GED so it was alright to get a job. Clare got a job as a waitress at Outback Steak House in Toronto. She got paid $15.00 a week, and she got to keep all of her tips. So every night she had over $120. She was planning on saving up all of her money so she could buy an apartment far from her 'home'.

One night, Clare's evil step mommy needed money to buy her purse from Coach. The completely foolish step mother knew about Clare's savings she had in the bank. She stole over $2,500 dollars from her step daughter. Regina Edwards - Clare's step mom, didn't think about Clare, she didn't stop to think what Clare might do, all she cared about was getting her precious handbag. When Clare confronted Regina, Regina denied that she stole Clare's money. Clare knew she was lying and she told her "I will get you back, keep it up bitch." Clare showed so much anger towards Regina that it scared her. Regina doubted that Clare would 'get her back', she slept like a baby at night, Not worrying about Clare's revenge.

To annoy Clare, Regina told Clare's step sisters Brooke and Amy to make Clare's life hell. As they were told, they made Clare's life a thousand times harder. They stole Clare's ipod, laptop, and jewelry and sold it on ebay. Clare was furious. She told her new 'Family' to watch their backs and hope that she won't succeed in what she has in store for them. Clare seemed pretty serious, the twins slept at night a little scared of their sisters actions. Regina, on the other hand, was getting very minimal sleep at night. She slept with a hand gun taped to the underside of her bed side table, she also never went into the same room as Clare. She thought that if she just left Clare alone, she would leave her alone. But little did step mommy know that Clare was not going to back down. While the blonde bimbos walked around the house scared shitless, Clare was in her room waiting for the perfect moment, -a moment the family wouldn't expect and no one would forget.

One night, Randall wasn't home, he was at some work function all the way in Vancouver and won't be back until monday. It was the night Clare planned to strike. It was midnight and Regina was in the master bedroom, in bed and in the dark. She was shaking and sweating in fear. Any movement in the house made her want to grab her hand gun and shoot.

At around 3:00 in the morning, Regina was still up, the twins were sleeping, and most importantly Clare was wide awake. Clare was in her room just sitting on her bed, torturing her female family members. The longer she waited, the more worried her family was. Clare finally got up and brought her hand blade and walked to her sister Brooke's room, she would be Clare's first victim. She silently stood in front of her sisters room and slowly opened the door. There, lying in bed, was Brooke Taylor-Edwards, sleeping silently and peacefully, not knowing it was her last night alive. Clare walked slowly to Brooke's side and grabbed her knife and slit Brooke's thin, long, pale neck. She cut deep into Brooke's neck, making sure she killed her. Brooke's body jumped a little and she woke up gasping for air. As Brooke was holding her throat and Clare standing over her, Clare had an evil grin that could scare anyone. When it was obvious that Brooke was dead, Clare grabbed her knife and carved a big heart on her dead sisters stomach. Satisfied, Clare stood up and kissed her sisters forehead.

Clare then made her way to Amy's room. Amy was sleeping on her side, so Clare gently pushed her to her back. Clare did the same procedure she did with Brooke. She cut her throat, deep. Deep enough to make blood thick, dark read blood to gush out of her neck. Since Clare cut so deep, Amy didn't even have a chance to react. Clare then lifted her sisters t-shirt up to expose her flat stomach. She carved in a giant heart and leaned up and kissed her sisters forehead.

The only person Clare had left was Regina. Regina didn't know that Clare was merely a few feet away from her own room. After murdering her sisters Clare quietly went back to her room and took off her gloves. Her plastic gloves were drenched in blood. She made sure she left her bloody knife in Amy's room, she didn't want to hold onto a bloody knife. She then walked to Regina's room and stayed in front of the bedroom door and waited. Inside the room, Regina could she Clare's shadow through the crack of the door on the floor. Regina slowly went bent down and tried to get the hand gun that was no longer under her bedside table. She couldn't find it, so she slowly bent down and looked for it, only to find out, the gun was missing.

"Looking for this?" a small, innocent voice said in the silence. Regina gasped aloud and her heart raced, looking into the most terrifying eyes she has ever seen. It was ironic that Regina saw Clare's eyes as terrifying, when Clare looked innocent in her yellow pajama pants and light blue sweater. Clare was standing at the door frame, one arm on her hip while the other dangled the gun. "H-how d-d-did you get t-that? H-how did y-you know about it?" Regina was scared shitless, she knew Clare was going to kill her. So why was she so scared? "Oh, mommy dearest." Clare said with a shake of her head and a humored laugh. "I'm four steps ahead of you. I knew you bought the gun, I knew you taped it under that bedside table. It was cliche if you ask me. So while the two bimbo twins were at school, and you were in the shower, I went and took your safety weapon. Hope you don't mind." Clare said in a teasing voice. Regina sat still in her bed eyes locked on her killer. Clare was the predator and Regina was the prey. Clare had the chance to shoot her, but she wanted to torture her and make sure she will never forget this moment. "Regina, do you remember when you first moved here? Do you remember how your daughters tortured me? How they disrespected me by throwing food in my face? How they stole things that I worked so hard for? How they scared my boyfriend away from the house?"

Regina didn't have the strength to even nod, shake or even speak. Clare looked her in the eyes and said, "Oh! and how YOU were the one to tell them to do it?" Clare walked to the end of the bed and sat cross legged, looking her step mom straight in the eyes. Regina's heart nearly stopped, her palms were sweaty, and she had a worried look in her eyes that she didn't even try to hide. Clare said, "Because I remember. I remember how you would tell all of your co-workers and friends that I was crazy and that you hated me." Clare was looking down at the gun that laid in her tiny hands. "I already knew you hated me, the day we met. The feelings are mutual." Clare looked up at Regina and stood up. "Do you have anything you want to say to me?"

Regina had a gush of confidence in her all of a sudden and she stood up and gave a determined look at Clare. "You know what, you little twat? Of course I hate you! Who doesn't hate you? Your own mother and sister are out of your life. Your father loves me and my daughters more than he loves you! Why else do you think he always sent you to your stupid boyfriends house? Because he felt bed for you? Not even close! I bet Reese only used you for sex. Oh and your'e hopeless and pathetic! Your'e not even in college! Your'e also a waitress! Living off of pay check to pay check. Oh! and let's not forget, YOU STILL LIVE AT HOME! Yes! I stole your "precious" money. And you know what? I don't feel bad whatsoever! I LOVE my bag that YOU helped me buy! Get this through your little head, NO ONE cares about you, EVERYONE thinks you are crazy! And when you decided to kill me, your'e going to end up in jail! You have nothing to live for! So, no one is going to feel bad for you. The only people they are going to pity is me, your father and my beautiful daughter. Clare Diane Edwards who?" She let out a breath of relief. She looked at Clare, thinking she broke her down.

Clare was far from feeling bad. She actually had a fiery passion in her gut. Clare smiled and lifted her hand and said, "I love you too hun." With that said Clare shot the gun towards Regina's left shoulder.

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