Author's Note: This is my first FanFiction, I wrote this a very long time ago and I always wanted to publish it but never found the right time to. Anyways, this story is a just a short one-shot that takes place after Degrassi Party Etiquette (y'know, the Degrassi Mini where Marco throws an awesome and kinda crazy party), and when Ellie catches Sean and Emma kissing. Please no harsh comments. I loved Sellie. Hated how they broke up...it was so sad.
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or any of their characters.
Ellie's POV:
He wants Emma. Emma. Sean belongs with me. Not Miss Save the World. She has nothing in common with him. He and I understand each other. Like we were one, if that makes any sense at all. Great, this has me getting a bit cheesy. But is it my fault? He was the only one in my life who understood me. Sean was the one person who I could talk to about my once-alcoholic mother without getting all judgmental on me. He comforted me. I need him in my life. I know he needs me.
What does he see in that blonde goodie-two-shoes? Does he think I'm too much to handle or something? Am I not good as her or not as smart and involved with saving our planet or...
I sprint out of the party.
With tears about to drip out of my glassy peridot green eyes, I close the door of my bedroom and lock it so no one like Sean or Marco walks in. A thought swims across my mind. I swore to everyone—Craig, Paige, Suave, Sean, Marco, Ash…I reach for the CD case that's sitting on top of my side table and my other hand takes off the blue elastic band on my wrist. I zip the case open and my fingers wrap around the familiar silver compass…something I haven't touched in so long.
I roll the sleeves of my off-the-shoulder black top and take the compass towards my arm. The blade presses on my pale wrist, that once had many scars on. A tear escapes from the corner of my eye and rolls down my cheek.
It hurts more than I remember it. And yet I still enjoy the feeling it gives me. The feeling of relief.
Ellie Nash. Cutter. That's me.