A/N: I haven't written FF in what seems to be forever. I got the idea for this story after I had finished watching all 14 seasons of Degrassi. Claire and Eli have always been my favorite characters and I feel like they have so much potential. I plan to make this story pretty dark. A lot of angst, violence, inappropriate language, and eventually lemons. I have a lot of fleeting ideas for this story so it's not something I have all planned out. Open to suggestions. I don't own any characters from Degrassi. However, I love to manipulate them. :)
Prologue
"Clare? Clare!" I heard a voice call out to me with urgency. The voice was a familiar one, a voice that my body immediately recognized as someone who I knew and loved. He sounded panicked - in distress, even.
"Clare, please. Don't...don't leave me. Babe I need you." He said brokenly. It was clear by the way his voice trembled that he was on the verge of tears, which was unusual for the tough guy that I knew.
Confused and scared, I tried to focus on my surroundings rather than his voice. It was at that moment that I felt the searing pain in my chest. The left side of my chest felt as if someone had stuck a burning hot torch right through it. This was pain that I wouldn't even wish on my worst enemy. Unable to bear the agony in silence any longer, I let out a loud sound; a shriek that scared me, even.
"I'm so sorry, Clare. I swear it was an accident. Just hold on, okay? The ambulance is on it's way. I'm…" He continued to speak, but my brain automatically tuned him out. The moment that I heard him utter the word ambulance and accident was the moment that I realized everything that everyone had told me about Eli had been true. They all had all warned me that he would be the death of me. My mother, my father, Allie, Jake...they were all right.
Even with that morbid realization of doom engulfing my mind, I still couldn't bring myself to have any regrets about Eli. He was the love of my life - dark, mysterious, dangerous, and my reason of existence.
My fallen angel.