Eli walked up to Fiona smiling brightly at her. His new best friend, at least there was some happiness in his dull life. Fiona pretty much skipped to Eli with a smile also on her face. "This is it." Eli said with his eyebrows halfway up while cocking his head up a little. Fiona slowly took the stack of papers from Eli's hands. "Eli," She said with a smile of concern. "What? What is this? This has to be at least 400 pages…" Fiona chuckled with no sense of humor, shocked at the effort Eli put into his work.

"Read it! It's the, most brilliant piece I've ever written!"

"Eli, how long did it take you to write this?"

"I started around last Sunday and finished it last night."

"I am, very shocked, but very proud of you, Eli."

"Thank you, Fiona. You're going to love it!"

As Fiona walked into her apartment, she laid Eli's play down gently on her desk. Fiona couldn't wait to read it, knowing how talented Eli is. When she sat her book bag down beside her bed, she sat down at her desk. Fiona took a deep breath, and started reading the first page. The play was called The Bloody Rose, which made it sound like it was going to be a sad, dark, thriller of some sort. She flipped the next page and read the introduction. Wonderful, so far.

Fiona stacked all 400 pages together as she just finished reading Eli's play. It was, too well written. It scared Fiona so much she was shaking a little. The play was about a young man falling in love with a young woman. Named Clarisse and Noah, both the age of sixteen and seventeen. The story had Fiona smiling at the sweet gestures Noah did for Clarisse, how much he loved her, how he always called her His Rose because that was her favorite flower. Even as Fiona was reading, she could actually feel the love and the passion Noah had for Clarisse. About when she reached page 320, the story became a dark and chilling story.

The fairy tale ended with a bang. It was discovered that Noah was jealous of one of Clarisse's friends that was also a young man. Noah went ballistic, and started to beat up Clarisse's friend, Mark. Clarisse tried to break the man she loved and one of her close friends apart, but it was too late. Mark was physically damaged badly, while Noah was covered in his blood. Noah took Clarisse to his home, and tried to have sex with her. But she wouldn't give in, so Noah raped her out of his strong fierce side of their love.

As Clarisse tried to run away, Noah captured her. He stabbed her in the heart, right where she hurt him the most apparently. As Clarisse laid on the ground, Noah drank her blood. So they could always be together as one. Noah then stabbed himself, and died next to Clarisse holding her hand. Fiona thought it was too deep and dark for a school play. It sounded so familiar too, Eli has been going through a hard time. Should she show this to an adult, a teacher? No, she would just confront Eli about this. But first, she had to inform Clare. This was serious, was he actually thinking about doing this to Clare?

Fiona picked up her cell phone and punched in Clare's number. "Hello?" Clare answered in her usual sweet voice. "Yes? Clare, this is Fiona! Would you mind if I could tell you something about Eli?" There was a silent pause over the phone. "Sure." Clare said sounding nervous.

"Clare, Eli wrote a play…"

"And?""It was, very disturbing. Mentally disturbing."

"How so?"

"It's about a couple named Clarisse and Noah. They are madly in love, and he calls her My Rose because that's her favorite flower. But then, oh the ending is so horrible!"

"My favorite flower is a rose…Eli use to call me his rose…"

"Oh, Clare! He rapes and kills her in the end! Drinks her blood so they could become a whole! Then he stabs himself, and holds your..I mean Clarisse's hand!"

"And you think, this is based on me and Eli's past?"

"Yes. I don't mean to sound nosey, but what was the boy who liked you? Who said that he was save and committed to god now?"

"Fiona, you're not being nosey at all. Thank you so much for telling me. And it was Mark Fitzgerald."

Fiona became silent as she stared at the small print of Mark in Eli's play. "Clare, do you mind if you can stop by my apartment so we can examine this play together?" Clare agreed immediately and hung up the phone. When Clare arrived at Fiona's apartment, they both walked quickly to her room. Clare took off her denim jacket, and laid her purse down on Fiona's bed. "You can sit down at my desk," Fiona said pulling out her small chair. "I highlighted the most disturbing or well written text in the play."

Clare sat down and began reading the highlighted text in her ex boyfriend's play.

At some parts Clare smiled, as tears came to her eyes. As if Eli was recreating the memories for someone else to play the characters for them. This made Clare realize how much she missed Eli, how she missed his soft kisses and hugs. Clare tried to block out the memories, but it was impossible if she was reading this play. Clare reached the most disturbing part of the book. She started to shake as she read it.

-Noah grabs Clarisse and slams her against the wall. He takes out a plastic knife and holds it against her throat-

Noah- "Oh, my Clarisse. This shouldn't have ended this way."

-Noah tightens his grip on her as she crys-

Noah- "I love you. That's why you have to die."

Clarisse- "NOAH! LET ME GO!"

Noah- "You don't get it do you? I know what you've been doing with Mark."

Clarisse- "Noah, I haven't done anything at all with Mark."Noah- "YOU LIE! YOU LIE AND LIE TO ME!"

Clarisse- "IF YOU KILL ME SOMEONE WILL FIND YOU! THE DOOR IS AJAR, PEOPLE WILL HEAR MY SCREAMS, MAYBE EVEN YOUR OWN SCREAMS!"

Noah- "Yes, oh yes, they will find us. Our two bodies lying on thy floor."

Clarisse- "You already raped me, Noah…Please…I love you…"Noah- "I love you too," *Noah stabs her while saying my beautiful rose with each stab.*

Clarisse- *Falls to the ground*

Clare scooted the page away from her quickly, terrified of the text Eli has written. "Fiona," Clare said in a motionless, teary way. "Do you mind if I take Elijah's story so I can show this masterpiece of his tomorrow morning?" Fiona could see the tears strolling down Clare's cheeks. She tried not to show as much emotion as she could, Fiona could tell. "Yes, Clare. Just make sure you return it to me or Eli." Clare slung on her denim jacket, picked up her pierce, and held Eli's story against her chest. "Thank you for your time." Clare said with no expression as the tears flooded down her face.

Clare raced home, starting to cry harder and harder with each footstep she took. Would Eli really harm Clare like this? No, no he wouldn't. Or would he? As Clare reached her doorstep, she raced up the stairs and up to her room. She locked the door immediately. She snapped out her cell phone, calling Eli. "Hello?" Eli said, sounding tired in a husky voice. "Meet me outside the school on the steps tomorrow morning." Clare said through her teeth, trying not to cry. "Clare?" Eli said in a confusing manner. Clare hung up and tossed the phone as it landed on her bing bag.