AN: Hello everyone! Fridays are the days that I post random one-shots, but don't worry, I'm going to start writing stories on Saturdays now. If you go on my profile, you'll see my schedule. Due to some requests, I will turn Let Me be with You into a short story. It will probably only be 2-3 chapters. Be on the lookout, it'll be updated tomorrow!
Anyways, this is my new one-shot. This popped up randomly and I had to write it down. I hope you all enjoy this! A few things you should know:
1) Drew and Bianca are broken up.
2) Adam is still alive.
I think that's it. Follow/Favorite/Review/Enjoy!
Who knows...this MIGHT become a little short story, too. ;)
One Shot: Sweet, Hot Revenge
Pairing: Clare and Drew
Rating: M ;)
Disclaimer: Stephen Stohn owns Degrassi
(Drew)
Adam and I are sitting on the sofa playing video games. It's around 11 a.m. on a Saturday. Neither of us has bothered to shower nor comb our hair. We knew that if mom and dad were home, we'd be in deep shit. Thankfully, they're on a business trip and won't be home until Monday morning.
Adam's phone starts to ring in the middle of the game. He pause the game and retrieves his cell from the coffee table. I roll my eyes as he answers the phone. At first, I thought it was Becky calling, but I heard the soft, kind voice. She sounded a bit sad.
"Yeah, sure, I'll see you in a few," Adam says before hanging up.
I give him a questionable look. He tells me that we need to shower, because Clare is coming over. I sit my controller down and we both fly up the steps and into our rooms. I pick out a pair of shorts with a red T-shirt. I grab my other items and go to the bathroom down the basement since Adam is using the one upstairs.
I wonder why Clare sounded so upset over the phone. Maybe she'll tell us when she gets here. Ever since we've worked for the student council, she and I have grown close. When Bianca and I broke up, she was my rock. She comforted me and made me feel better. When I was about to get with Zoe, she talked me out of it. I always say to myself that Eli is a lucky guy. Clare is such an amazing girlfriend to him.
Just as I step out of the shower, I hear a knock on the door down the basement. I hear Adam opening the door and him talking to Clare. I hear her crying hysterically.
I finish drying off and getting dressed. I open the door to the bathroom and go out. I put my clothes in the laundry room and go back to Clare and Adam.
"I cannot believe he did that," Adam says to Clare as he shakes his head.
"I don't understand what I did wrong," Clare cries.
"You didn't do anything. Eli is stupid," he tells her.
"What happened?" I question.
Their head snaps up and they look up at me. Adam is giving me a look as if he's saying, "Dude, you don't want to know."
"Eli's cheating on me with his roommate. She sent me a video of them having sex," she says the sex part quietly, "and at the end of the video she winked at me."
"That fuckin' whore!" I grit out angrily, causing Clare to flinch.
How could Eli do this to her? How could his roommate do this? I watch as Clare collapse into Adam's chest. She grabs on to his shirt and cries. Adam wraps his arms around her and rubs her back soothingly. He's trying to calm her down. My heart almost breaks at this sight.
In my eyes, Clare is the perfect girlfriend. She's caring, smart as hell, beautiful, and she's always making sure everything is right. She has her moments where she's funny, too.
Just a couple of weeks ago, I found myself crushing on Clare. It was one of those days we stayed late to pitch ideas for a dance. We were telling jokes and telling funny stories. We had forgotten about the ideas for the dance and we started cracking jokes on each other. It was fun to see a different side of her.
I go over to the sofa and take a seat next to the two. I slowly place my hand on Clare's lower back and rub it soothingly. Adam and I tell her that Eli's a jerk and he doesn't deserve her. I'm not sure if Adam is saying this to make her feel better, but I mean it. He doesn't deserve her.
Hell, I don't even deserve her, but I find myself wanting to be with her.
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Adam and I took Clare out to get her mind off Eli. We took her go-cart racing, to the movies, and out to eat at a fast food restaurant. It was refreshing to see her beautiful smile. She slowly started to lighten up and enjoy the fun. I'm sure she had forgotten about Eli.
I pull up into the driveway and once I turn off the car, Clare, Adam, and I get out. We go around the side and go in the house through the basement. Dallas is here with Alli, as usual.
Clare leaves our side and goes to sit with them. She talks to Alli and briefly tells her what happened between her and Eli. Alli gets a bit angry and tells Clare that Eli's an asshole.
"Don't belittle him, Alli. I'm sure he has a reason for doing what he did."
"Yeah, a very dumb reason," Alli scoffs. "Clare, he was having sex with his roommate and she purposely turned on the camera so you could see it. What more is there?"
"Maybe she was setting him up," Clare argues.
We all give her an "are you serious" look. Clare shrugs her shoulders and throws her hands up in defeat.
"Well, I don't know what else to think!" she cries.
"What the hell is there to think?" Dallas interjects. "He cheated on you, Clare. There's nothing else to it. Even if he was 'set up', he still did it. He could have said no."
Clare pushes her body off of the sofa and storms out of the basement. Adam gets up to go after her, but I tell him no. I run out of the basement and go outside. I find Clare sitting at the front of the house. She's hugging her knees and tears are flowing heavily down her cheeks.
I clear my throat and she slowly looks up at me.
"Can I sit next to you?" I ask her.
"Are you going to make me feel like a dumb ass?" she retorts.
I chuckle at the fact that Clare just said "dumb ass", but I shake my head. Clare jerks her head a bit, motioning for me to sit next to her. I obey and take a seat next to her. I wrap my arm around her shoulders to pull her close to me. She lays her head on my shoulder and sighs sadly.
"I know he meant to cheat on me, but I'd like to think he didn't. I watched long enough to know that Eli wasn't being set up. I just wish that he would've broken up with me before he decided to have sex with someone else."
"Does he know you know?" I ask her.
She shakes her head and shrugs her shoulders. I can't imagine the type of pain Clare is feeling. She witnessed her boyfriend cheating on her. I know her heart is crushed and she feels betrayed. I wish there was something I could do to make her feel better.
"I have an idea!" I say out loud.
"What?" she questions slowly.
"Let's say you want Eli to feel the same way you do."
"Go on."
"All you have to do is send him a video of you having sex with someone else," I tell her.
"I—I cannot do that!" she shrieks.
"Why not? It'll be perfect!" I tell her.
"You can't fight fire with fire," she points out. "Besides, who will I find that's willing to have sex in front of the camera?"
I clear my throat and point to myself. Clare's eyes widen and she gives me a horrified look.
"Hey, come on, I'm not that bad," I joke.
"But—"
"I'm single and—"
"You're Adam's brother."
"So?"
"We can't do this. What if Eli sends it to everyone?"
"Then we'll press charges," I reply.
"If I agree to do this, we do it my way."
"Okay," I say as I grin a bit.
"And, we won't tell anyone!"
"We won't tell a soul," I tell her, "unless—"
"No one!" she snaps.
"Okay, fine, we won't tell anyone."
Clare nods her head slowly. I ask her if she's okay and she nods her head. After talking a bit more about this, we decide to head in the house. Alli, Dallas, and Adam ask her if she's okay. She tells them she's fine and she asks Adam if she can spend the night, because she doesn't want to go home. Adam says its fine and I can't help but smile a bit. Dallas takes notice in my smile and he raises his eyebrow questionably. I shake my head, telling him it's nothing.
Alli stays a bit longer and we decide to watch a movie. After the movie is off, Alli says it's time for her to go home. Dallas goes to walk her and now it's the three of us. Adam tells us he's going to order pizza for us to eat.
While he's ordering pizza, my cell rings. I grab it from my pocket to see my mom calling.
"Hi mom," I answer.
"Hey," she says, "how are you, your brother, and Dallas?"
"We're fine; Adam is ordering pizza for us to eat."
"Okay, good. Your father and I will be home Monday morning, but you all will be at school by then. The house better be clean, Andrew."
"It's clean mom," I tell her as I roll my eyes.
"Okay. I'll call you tomorrow morning. Love you."
"Love you too."
I hang up the phone and I take notice in Clare. She's nervously toying with her hands and biting her lip. I scoot over towards her and place my finger under her chin. I slowly lift her face up so her eyes can look at mine.
"You okay?" I ask her.
She nods her head and replies, "I'm just a bit scared."
"We don't have to do this."
"I know, but I think I want to. I want Eli to know how humiliated and upset I felt when I saw that video. I want him to feel the same as I did."
"Then I'll make sure of that," I tell her, earning a grin.
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After eating pizza and watching a couple more movies, we all decide it's time for bed. Dallas says he's going to sleep in the room with me and we'll give Clare the basement. Adam offered to sleep down here with her, but she said she wanted to be alone. Adam nods his head and tells her goodnight. She says it back and he walks up the steps.
Before I leave, I look at her and can't help but notice how sexy she looks in my clothes. She's wearing my old football jersey along with a pair of my sweats. I bite my lip as she catches me staring at her.
"Goodnight Drew," she calls out before whispering, "see you later."
I wink at her and go up the basement steps. I walk up some more steps and go into my room. Dallas has just finished setting up the blow up mattress and fixing his blankets. When he sees me, he smirks at me. I give him a puzzling look.
"You like her," is all he says.
"Like who?" I ask, feigning to be confused.
"You know who I'm talking about. You like Clare."
"I do not," I say trying to get a serious look on my face, but I fail.
"It's okay," he grins. "You're secret safe with me."
I nod my head and climb on my bed. I slip under the blankets and stare at my ceiling. Dallas turns off the lights and I hear the air mattress make a noise as he climbs on it.
"Goodnight Drew."
"Goodnight Dallas."
I reach under my pillow and grab my phone. I look at the time and see its only 12:30. I decide to wait 30 more minutes until I go downstairs with Clare. I close my eyes, trying to rest them. My eyes pops open when I feel it vibrate. I look and see it's a message from Clare; she asking where I'm at. I look at the time and its now 1:45. I hop out of bed and quietly sneak out of the room. I tip-toe down the steps, trying to not wake up Adam. I go through the kitchen and walk down the basement steps to see Clare is looking at me.
"Sorry, I fell asleep," I say sheepishly.
"I—Its fine. You have the camera?"
"I have my phone," I tell her.
She nods her head and looks at the floor.
"Clare, are you sure you want to do this? We can just forget about this."
"No, it's fine. I want to do this."
"Then come kiss me," I command softly.
Clare looks up at me and bites her lips. She walks over to me and cups the back of my neck. Her lips smash against mine. I place my arm on her lower back to bring her closer. We kiss slowly at first, but once we warm up to each other we start to kiss sloppily—hungrily.
This is different. I can't imagine kissing Clare like this, but it feels so good. It feels right.
Without breaking the kiss I pick Clare up and her legs immediately wrap around my waist. I carry her to the sofa and lay her gently down. I prop myself on my elbows so I'm not crushing her. Her legs are still wrapped around my waist as we continue to kiss. Her fingers move to my hair and she gently tugs a few strands.
I break the kiss and Clare opens her mouth to protest, but I place my finger on her mouth to shush her.
"I have to set up the video," I tell her.
"Shouldn't we get naked first?" she asks shyly.
"You're right," I say with a smirk.
I place my lips back on Clare's. She melts into the kiss. I tug at the waistband of the sweats, signaling I'm going to take them off. Clare kisses me harder as if she's saying okay. I tear my lips from hers and sit up a bit. I yank off her sweats and throw them on the floor. She's wearing a pair of pink and white striped cotton panties.
So adorable.
Clare's face turns red and she tries to cover her face with her hands. I grab her hands and hold them. She starts to squirm under me and it's making me rock hard.
"Don't cover up; you're beautiful," I tell her huskily.
Clare bites her lip and nods her head. I let go of her hands and command for her to sit up. She sits up and I take remove my jersey. I throw it on the floor and groan at the sight of her creamy, white breasts.
"You still have your clothes on," she says softly.
"Want to take them off?" I question as I wriggle my eyebrows.
Clare giggles and nods her head shyly. I flip us over so Clare's on top. I sit up so she can have enough leverage to take off my shirt. She slowly peels it off and tosses it on the floor. She takes in the sight of my body. I smirk at her and she blushes. Next, she slides off my pants and throws them in the pool of clothes. Now, we're in nothing but our underwear.
"I need to set it up now," I tell her.
Clare nods her head and climbs off me. I get up and set up my video recorder. I press record and make my way over to Clare. She stands up and starts to passionately kiss me. I wrap my around her to bring her closer. My hands slowly trail down and I cup her ass. She grins into the kiss and I take it as she likes it. I slide one of my hands into her panties to feel her silky flesh. I move them to her dripping sex and I hear her inhale a sharp breath. I slide a finger inside of her and she moans. As I pump my finger in and out of her, she digs her nails in my shoulders. She snatches her lips from the kiss and breathlessly moans my name. I slide my finger out of her and yank her panties down to her ankles. Clare steps out of her panties and I gently push her on the sofa.
I crouch down so my face can be inches away from her glistening pussy. I get ready to lift her leg over my shoulder but she stops me.
"No, Drew, I need you now."
I nod my head and stand up. I slide my boxers off and kick them away from me. I climb on top of Clare and angle my throbbing cock towards her pussy lips.
"Are you ready?" I whisper.
She nods her head and gulps loudly. As I push my cock inside her, I hear her let out a shuddery moan. My eyes slowly close as I enjoy the feeling of her tight hole clenching around me.
"Fuck Clare," I moan.
I thrust in and out of her, tilting my head back. She feels so incredible! One of my hands goes on her lower back while my other is gripping her breast. I squeeze her breast roughly and my lean down to kiss her neck.
"Move faster," she pants.
I obey her command and slowly pull out just to thrust back in—this time faster and harder.
"Drew!" Clare shrills.
She grabs my face and smashes my lips on hers. She kisses me hard as I pound inside of her. Her back arches as her legs wrap around my waist. I feel my cock bury deeper inside of her. Clare whines into the kiss. I smirk and pull out of her.
"Turn around and get on all fours," I whisper hoarsely.
Clare obeys and gets on all fours. I push my cock deep inside of her. Clare tilts her head back and mumbles a curse word. I grip on to her hips as I thrust my cock deep in her pussy. Sexy moans drips from Clare's lips. I smack her ass lightly and she sort of giggles.
"Mmm, Drew," she whines. "Fuck!"
"You're so tight, baby," I whisper in her ear.
I reach over and rub Clare's clit furiously. Clare lets out a long whine as her pussy squeezes my cock. She chants that she's about to come. She arches her back and cries out my name as her juices squirts over my cock. I feel her getting ready to collapse, but I catch her. I sit down with Clare still on my cock. Now, Clare's back is facing me. I grip her hips and thrust my hips.
"Oooh, Drew," she cries out.
I grip Clare's hip as I thrust upward. I kiss her sweaty shoulders as she starts to meet my thrusts. I grab her bouncing breasts and pinch her nipples. They instantly harden against my touch.
The basement is filled with our skin slapping, my heavy breathing, and Clare's moans. I feel my cock twitch and my balls tighten. I'm so close.
"Clare, I'm close," I whisper.
"M—Me too," she moans.
I thrust harder and faster. Clare grips my thighs, digging her nails into my flesh. She tilts her head back and cries out my name. Once again, her pussy is squeezing my cock.
"Fuck! Clare!" I curse as I come inside her.
"Ohhh, Drew!" she screams as she clamps down and comes over my cock.
Clare's sweaty body collapses on me. I wrap my arms around her as we try to catch our breath. I kiss her neck that is also drenched in sweat.
"I need to turn off the video," I tell her.
"Okay," she says as she gets off me and lies on the sofa.
I grab my phone and walk over to her.
"Say hi to Eli, Clare," I tell her.
"Hi Eli," Clare says as she lazily smiles.
I turn the camera to me and say, "Hi Eli."
I press stop and get Eli's email address from Clare. I send Eli the video and walk into the laundry room to get a sheet for Clare and I. I get on the sofa and lie next to Clare. I wrap my arms around her and kiss her cheek.
"Thanks for this, Drew," she tells me sleepily.
"No problem; glad I can help out."
"Drew?"
"Hmm?"
"Why did you help me?"
Did I want to tell Clare why I helped her? Did I want her to know that I like her? Things were going so good and I don't want to ruin anything between us.
Well, I guess I should give it a try.
"Because…I like you," I answer.
Clare stays silent for a few minutes. I thought she had fallen asleep until she spoke.
"I—I like you, too."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I have for a while, but I was with Eli."
"Well, now that you aren't—"
"I'm still with him. We haven't technically broken up, but once he sees that, I'm sure we'll be over."
"Well, once you two are broken up, mind going on a date with me?" I ask in a hopeful tone.
"I'd love to," Clare says softly.
Soon after, I hear her soft snores. I smirk and close my eyes.
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Clare and I wake up to her phone ringing. She groans and retrieves her phone. She smirks and holds up her phone to show me whose calling.
It's Eli.
"Answer it," I tell her, "and put it on speaker."
"Okay," she replies as she answers it and puts it on speaker.
"HOW THE HELL CAN YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH DREW?!" Eli yells into the phone.