So, this is obviously my first fan fiction. I know its very amateur. But bare with me. This is what I thought of the entire time during this scene in The Boiling Point. PLEASE NOTE: I do not want in any way, for Clare to be killed off AT ALL! Nor do I want that for Eli. This is just what I thought was going to happen and I thought it would be kind of cool to write it out on here and see what other people think. Your input is greatly appreciated. And I would LOVE to know what you think. I'm not sure if I want to continue writing this out and finishing it. But I guess that would be up to you guys:] So with that, enjoy!

God, how can I be so stupid! How could I slip that stuff into Fitz's drink? But damn was it funny to see the look on his face. So vulnerable. Shocked. Scared. The little shit didn't see what was coming. But Clare… God she is pissed. I might have just ruined things with her. Maybe I should have just listened to her and let her deal with it. But who knows what Fitz would have tried to pull if I wasn't there. Oh God. The thought of Fitz and Clare…

Stop it Eli! Your taking things too far!

After the scolding Clare gave me and ran off, I grabbed my iPod and headed out into the hall. There was no way I wanted to stay at that dance. The only reason I was there was to keep an eye on Fitz.

I had my earbuds in, wishing I hadn't given my headphones to Clare. These things hurt like hell after a while. I walked down the hall while the hard guitar riffs of Dead Hand filled my ears. I stopped at a locker, leaned against it and closed my eyes. I wondered if Clare would consider forgiving me. I highly doubt it. The look on her face told me that I had far crossed the line and it was the last straw.

Just then my earbuds were violently ripped out of my ears and my eyes shot open. Clare was standing right there in front of me with a look of sheer terror on her face.

"Come with me, Fitz has a knife!"

Right then my body went cold and my heart stopped. Had I really pushed him that far? Was he going to try to kill me? I mean I know the guy is a bully but was he really capable of-

"This is where we run! Let's go!" Clare said knocking me out of my shock.

"I'm not going to let that jerk scare me." Clearly I was way past that point.

"Eli he has a knife!"

One of the double doors near us flew open and walked in Fitz, sure enough, with said knife in hand.

"Aw, don't you two look cute?" He said with a smirk across his face.

I backed up and turned to face him. At this point I wasn't sure what was going to happen. Was this it for me?

"You should go." Clare stuttered the words.

"And let Pretty Boy make time with my date?"

"Please Fitz, don't do this-"

"Shut up Bitch!" Fitz yelled cutting Clare off.

I grabbed Clare's arm and pulled her away from me. The last thing I wanted was for her to get hurt.

"Get away from me." I said. It sounded harsh but I wanted her to leave. I didn't want her watching this. As I pushed her, she tried grabbing hold of my hand. It pained me to let her go. I didn't want anything more than to have her there for reassurance.

"Look," I said, trying to make mends, "I'm sorry about before, about everything. You win."

"Heard that before." Fitz replied.

He shoved me back, obviously trying to corner me so I couldn't run away. Which I contemplated doing but that would just make me look like a pansy. Though that would also mean I could live my life another day.

"Stop, I'm serious." By this time my heart was close to jumping out of my chest. There was no way I was getting out of this in one piece.

"So am I," he pushed me back farther. Harder. "You've had this coming for awhile."

He continued walking towards me as I continued walking back. I didn't know what else to say to try to convince him that he was making a huge mistake.

"What's wrong Emo Boy? No more smart ass comments?" By this time I was against the lockers. No where else to go. This was it.

"Please. Don't do this." I pleaded looking up at him.

"Someone's got to shut you up."

What happened next went so fast I could barely comprehend what had just happened.

Fitz raised the knife up but before I could do or say anything, I heard Clare scream. I felt a force push on my shoulder and suddenly I had Clare in my arms. Her head was bent down in my chest. I looked up at Fitz and he was frozen. His face was panicked and he was slowly backing away. Confused, I looked back down at Clare and that's when I noticed it.

Blood.

But it was mine.

It was Clare's.

My knees buckled and I fell to the ground. I turned Clare face up and her face was white. She was breathing heavily. I looked at the knife that was piercing my girlfriend and suddenly my eyes blurred with tears. I heard Fitz run off but I couldn't look away from Clare.

"E-Eli" She winced.

I finally caught my breath and choked out a sob.

Why was this happening to me? Why did this stuff always happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? I now wished that there was some way I could be in Clare's position right now. I would give anything to be in her place. Why would she jump in front of the knife? What possessed her to do something so stupid?

The sound of running foot steps came down the hall towards us and a female police officer took one look at us and said something into her walkie talkie. My hearing was still a little fuzzy. The only sound that was playing over and over in my head was the sound of Clare's scream. That high-pitched ear splitting scream. The kind of scream that haunted you in your sleep.

A few moments later a few paramedics arrived with a stretcher. One of them picked me up by the shoulders trying to get me away from Clare.

"You need to go back to the gym. Now." He said.

"No. I'm not leaving her. I don't care what you say, I'm not leaving her."

But they wouldn't have it. The police officer grabbed me by the arm and pulled me down the hall towards the gym and away from Clare.

"NO! Let me go! Clare!" I screamed. By this time I was sobbing. I couldn't control it. Seeing Clare on that stretcher unconscious broke me. How could I let this happen? Why did the girl I love always get hurt because of me? First Julia, now Clare. I couldn't bare to lose Clare. She was everything to me. I didn't know one person could change your whole outlook on life but that's just what she did. From the first time I saw her in the parking lot on the first day of school until now, she was the one who lighted my dark world. I was lost and hopeless before her. It was like she brought me back to life and I know now I won't be able to live another day without her. She was my reason for living. As cliché as that sounds, it was true. She was my world. I loved her.

When I got to the gym Adam was standing there, worry draped over his face. He looked up and saw me and immediately ran towards me.

"Eli! God there you are Clare's been-" he then looked down and saw the blood on my hands and he stopped. He looked back up at me. "Wh-Where's…" he trailed off.

I looked down and like he could read my thoughts he suddenly knew Clare was the one who faced my fate. He grabbed me and engulfed me with a big bear hug, which was kind of awkward because he was so much smaller than me. But at this point I didn't care. I lost it again right there. I couldn't help it. Clare was now on her way to the hospital right now. Because of me. She could be dead. Because of me.

It was all because of me.