A/N: Okay so this is pretty different then all of my other stuff. But its gonna be intense. NOTE! Edited this! :D
Thanks to Zephyr Hearts for the song suggestion.
Song: Face Down - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Disclaimer: I do not, in any shape or form, Own Degrassi: The Next Generation.Summery:
His hand came up and pushed her down the staircase, sending her tumbling down. He loves her right? so why does he keep doing this? will he break his promise again? No...he loves her. When Eli helps her, will she discover his dark past?
Clare POV:
His angry face stood before me. Anger in his once beautiful eyes, yes, once his eyes were the most beautiful I've ever seen, but now I never see those eyes anymore. He was upset. He had extreme anger issues. He used to be this sweet, kind, loving guy to me, but underneath all of that sweet and kindness, was something completely opposite. And it was so painfully awful. There was nothing I could do about it though.
His hand then struck my face, sending me flying down the staircase. I tumbled to the bottom step, whimpering. He slowly walked down the staircase. When he got to me, he kicked me, repeatedly. Sending jolts of sudden pain throughout my body.
"You stupid bitch!" He yelled, veins poping out of his neck. Hovering above me, I saw his face flushed, angry. I wanted nothing more then this torture to stop.
For what? I asked myself, for I was in too much pain to actually talk. I don't remember doing anything that would make him mad. Just walking into the house, which was a mistake, a big mistake and I knew it before I even stepped into the house. I did it anyway, I always do. Because if I didn't, then the pain would be much worse then what it already is, but I always keep saying that it will stop, like he always says.
He picked me up and then threw me back down again, sending another jolt of pain through my body. He scoffed and walked to the couch and sat down, acting like he didn't just beat the crap out of his girlfriend. I have the sense to walk over to him, and yell at him, and hire somebody to beat the living shit out of him also, but I don't. I sighed softly, and slowly got up. Then walked to the bathroom to clean myself up.
I looked my self over in the mirror. My face is pale and there are cuts all over my sides and stomach. I didn't even notice the trail of blood that was descending down my abdomen. I sighed, and pulled a wash cloth out of the drawer. I slowly cleaned the new wound, and looked it over once again. It wasn't bleeding, but it was really red, and there was skin barley there. I closed my eyes, calming myself. I wasn't going to break down in front of him, that gives him victory, and I don't want to bow down to him.
It won't happen again.
I walked out of the bathroom and walked right up to him, sat down, and crossed my arms.
"Don't tell anybody, you know what will happen." He says, still obviously extremely pissed at whatever.
"Believe me, I know." I got up and walked to the door, and turned to look at him. "I'm leaving, bye." Not giving him a chance to respond, I close the door, and step out into the rain; its poring, but I find relieve in it somehow.
I slowly walk home, almost bursting into tears in the way there, but I didn't want some stranger to ask me what the matter is, see my bruises, and then take me to the hospital. Then there, they would ask me what happened, and of course I would use the saying 'I fell down the stairs' and they of course, wouldn't believe me. But half of it was true. I just wouldn't be telling the whole story. Then, he would find out, and it will get worse. I don't know how much worse, but I don't really want to find out.
I find myself at my home, and there isn't anybody there, as usual. Nobody ever is here to see their daughter fall apart from her abusive boyfriend. Both my parents do there separate thing lately, I'm just wondering when the divorce papers come into the picture. I walk in, and head up the stairs. I immediately walk into my room, and head for the shower. I turned it up to the highest heat, and climbed in, letting the scorching hot water run up and down my veins, but I don't care. It takes the pain away, numbing me, calming me. I just stand there, letting my whole body turn red.
Fitz wasn't always like this, to me, to everybody. He was a popular kid, had everybody as friends, and was nice to people he didn't even know, and the school nerds. That changed maybe a month after I got with him. He showed his true colors. He was the same to everybody else, but me. He lives on his own, and when I finally went to his house for the first time, I saw everything. The mess and all the empty bottles of vodka and beer. That was the first day he beat me.
After my just standing there, I finally raised my arms and washed my body and hair, then stepped out of the shower. I wrapped a towel around my waist and wiped the fog off the mirror, and noticed how red I was.
I changed into my pajamas and crawled into bed for the day. Thinking about what could I have done for him to beat me? Did I deserve it? Was I a bad girlfriend? Did god to this to me? Was everyone beaten from their boyfriends? Maybe I did deserve it. He has to have a reason, so I must not be a good person, maybe im just not good enough for him. I lay there, sobbing silently.
x x x x
I jump at the sound of my alarm. Has the whole day passed already? I rubbed my eyes, and begged my limp body to drag itself out of bed, but it wouldn't budge. I sighed and turned to the side, trying to cover myself up more, but pain shot through me, more then the night before. I whimpered silently, and crawled out of bed. I walked over to the mirror, and cringed at the sight. I was pale, really pale. And there was more bruises on my arms, legs, and face.
I walked to the vanity for my daily routine. I put some cover up and powder on my face. Then added some blush, for my usually red face. Then put some powder on my arms, because Alli would be suspicious if I went out to buy a long sleeve shirt, in March. I didn't feel like any eye liner, so I just put a thin coat of mascara on.
I pulled on my pants and shirt, while making sure I looked presentable. I then heard the familiar honk of a car. I sighed and grabbed my cell phone, which had about 2 bars left. I must have dosed off before putting it on charge. It had 5 messages.
Look I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I was just mad.
-Fitz
Please talk to me?
-Fitz
Hey, we haven't talked in a while; want to go to the mall tomorrow? Jenna wont come, promise.
-Alli
I love you, it won't happen again. I promise. Ill pick you up tomorrow.
-Fitz
I called you, but you must be asleep. I left money on the counter for food, your father and I are leaving for 2 days. We need to talk to you when we get back. Love you
-Mom
I sighed and walked down the staircase. I picked up my keys, and walked out the door. I hoped in to Fitz's car and he turned to me.
"I guess I deserved the silent treatment…." He said softly, not meeting my gaze.
"Actually, I ended up falling asleep early. So I didn't give you the silent treatment." I stated.
"Oh, well, I really am sorry. Im a jackass and I didn't mean too. You know my anger issues. I promise it will never happen again." He said.
Will it? Ever?
"Pinky promise?" I asked holding up a pinky, with a serious look.
"Pinky promise" He hooked his pinky on mine. He leaned into me and whispered "love you" And pressed his lips on mine softly. I smiled and kissed him back.
It will never happen again.
We both walked into school and he walked my to my locker, giving me a quick kiss goodbye before walking to his.
Alli walked up to me. "Hey" she said. She went towards Janna a lot after Fitz and I got together. She claimed that I spent a lot more time with him then her, and I barely talked to her. But that wasn't my fault, he made me hang out with him, I didn't have a choice. Otherwise, well you know. I also wasn't aloud to be friends with guys, he gets jealous easily, another affect of anger issues. He didn't even want to change, he wouldn't go near those anger management things, and when I told him to, he just beat me more, and so I stopped quickly.
"Hey." I said back.
"So, mall later?" She asked "I miss hanging out with you."
"Oh yeah sure." I didn't want to say I had to ask Fitz, but he promised he wouldn't beat me, so he shouldn't care, right? I have friends too.
"Great." She exclaimed. "See ya later." She gave me a quick hug and dashed away in her heels. I winced, and stood there calming myself. She barley even toughed me, and I got weak.
I shut my locker slowly, and sprinted to my first period, English. I loved getting there early, just to write. I walked in there and saw nobody students were there, as usual, except a raven haired boy. He was talking to Mrs. Daws about something. I casually walked to my seat, and sat down. Pulling out my notebook, Mrs. Dawes noticed me.
"Oh there she is now!" She pointed out.
"What?" I asked, confused at her outburst.
"Clare, this is Eli. Eli this is Clare. Clare's your new writing partner, Eli."
"Cool" Eli said, walking towards me, giving me a small half smile.
Oh no. writing partner? That means I would have to work with him. After school also. This cant be good. No, no, no. Fitz will not be happy. At all.
He strolled his way to the seat in front of me. Great, Just great. Well, he did promise…
"What's up?" he nodded at me.
I smiled and looked down, then looked back up at him. Why is he grinning? I raised an eyebrow.
"The sky?" I replied.
"Actually, in our position, it would say the ceiling. Or that light over there" He pointed to a ceiling light, squinting his eyes.
"Oh well, sorry, but you're the one that asked." I giggled.
"True, anyway, why are you here so early?"
"I like to write when I get here." I replied.
"Ohh…" Then the bell rang and students scrambled into their seats. I couldn't help but think, what would Fitz say? Will he break a promise again? No, he can't. He loves me…..
x x x
Alli and I got a ride to the mall by Sav, which he immediately tacked me in a hug.
I felt at tad bit of pain, but it went away quickly. The pain has gotten better then this morning, it usually does.
By the time we had gotten to the mall, I had completely forgotten about Fitz. I really missed hanging out with Alli, she always made me forget about all of my problems. We shopped, laughed, and she bought me some things. I told her no, but I guess she had a lot more cash now these days and she wanted to. Plus, she always had a way of persuading people.
She got hungry, so she dragged me to the pizza parlor in the food court. We both got a slice, and sat down. She was about to chuck down the pizza when a familiar face sat down next to me.
Eli….
"Hello." He casually said, like I was his best friend. "What's up?"
Really? Were at that again?
"Eli, do you really want me to answer that?" I asked. "Didn't we go over this?'
He chuckled "I guess not.." Alli gave me the look…the look that said you-better-give-me-details-or-im-going-to-kill-you-wait-what-about-fitz look. Fitz….
"Um, not to be rude or anything Eli, but why are you here?" I asked.
"Well, I need to know when was gona work on that assignment." He said back, stealing one of my pepperoni.
"One, how dare you steal my pepperoni and two, what assignment?" I asked.
"I can if I want." He smirked again. "The one in English. Weren't you paying attention?"
Oh yeah, I was thinking about Fitz.
"Um…no? what's it about?"
"Whatever we want. Nothing really, a poem, essay, whatever."
"Oh."
"Well, id love to chat more, but my friend over there wants to leave. So I should get your number so we can get together sometime and edit once were done K?" He stated standing up.
I nodded and gave him my phone and he gave me his. We punched in our numbers and returned each others phone. He gave me one last smirk before he trudged away
"Okay, what was that about?" Alli asked, leaning into the table, clearly interested.
"Its pretty self explanatory, were English partners." I said back.
X~X~X~ Eli POV
She was gorgeous. Those big blue eyes, the way she has such a free spirit. One look and she has me wanting to get to know her. Befriend her and know her personality. She gives off this vibe that lures you in, and make you never want to get out. I got her phone number, and I'm her partner in English, so that's a start. I guess moving turned out better then I thought.
"Dude" Adam chuckled as we make our way out the mall. "I've known you for what?" he looked down at his imaginary watch "5 hours and I already know that when you want something, you intend to get it. Who was that?"
"Just a new….acquaintance." I smirked.
"Acquaintance huh?" He chuckled.
"Yes now get in the damn hearse." I laughed.
X~X~X~ Clare POV
Alli dropped me off at Fitz house. I took a deep breath, ready to show him the new clothes I got. I rang the doorbell, smiling softly and waited for him to open.
My smile droped, and I knew fate was coming. I was expecting a happy mood, but that's not what I got. He was mad, again.
"Where the hell have you been?" He asked, then pulled me into the house and slammed the door shut, me droping the new clothes on the way out.