Author's Note: Okay If you have seen the latest promo for Degrassi this goes of the ending where Eli like tries to kill himself or something and Clare is like 'ELI! ANSWER ME!' So here is my first series on one shot! And no I have no clue if this is correct or not. I look at a lot of comments on al lot of the 'In Too Deep' promos, and people think he has pill in his hands, so that's what I choose. I'm telling from both points of view.

Genre/s: Helping/ Angst

Story Type: AU

Rating: K (PG)

Pairing: EClare

Disclaimer: Eclare would trump Cake if I owned Degrassi.


"You promised me that you would never leave me." I said to her over the phone. My heart breaking, and me feeling isolated and uncared for, and most of all, unwanted,

"I'm not leaving you Eli; I just want a little space." She said trying to get me to understand, but what is there to understand, if two people love each other enough, they should want to be together for almost all the time, not apart at all.

"Bullshit, Clare. I can't take this. If two people love each other, they should want to be together, not apart. And you broke the promise." I said as the pills took over my brain slowly, I couldn't keep up. I let my hand slip from the wheel and my hand dropped the phone as I said "Goodbye Clare."

I stared at nothing as I heard a faint "Goodbye, Clare," at the other end of the phone. Then my mind started to panic, bad panic. My heart sped up as I heard tires screech.

"Eli?" Nothing. "ELI!" Nada. "ELI! ANSWER ME!" Zilch.

It's amazing for how many words there can be for zero or nothing. I mean there's nothingness, annihilation, aught, blank, cipher, extinction, flyspeck, insignificancy, naught, nihility, nobody,nonbeing, nonentity, not anything, nought,nullity, obliteration, oblivion, shutout, trifle, void, wind, zero, zilch, zip, emptiness, and nonexistence. That's what there is to describe what was going on in my head, except the fact that Eli was in trouble. I had no clue where he is . . . was, I have no clue.

I grab my jacket and run from my room. I fled down the stairs and out the door as if my feet were touching nothing, walking on air. I looked down both streets and picked left because it had an 'E' in it, like Eli. I raced down the sidewalk, j-walked a street or more, before I finally heard the blatant sirens. My heart pick up some extra beats, I couldn't feel anything. I was numb.

When I turned the corner, Morty was beat-up and so was the other car. The hood was scrunched up, pushing into where the drivers seat was. I saw flashes of white and blue, the paramedics, it finally clicked. They were getting a lean body in black out of Morty, threw the window.

"ELI!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, I raced through the bodies, past the cops(who started yelling), the yellow tape(Which I ducked under, I think), all the way to a very pale Eli on a stretcher, he had cuts on his face, a bruised lips, black eye, and adding to the cuts was a huge gash on his forehead. The sheets he was laying on had blood in places. My hand flew up to my mouth and I bit back a sob.

"Who are you?" a paramedic asked me.

"H-h-hi-his gi-girl fri-frie- girlfriend" I said, stumbled over syllables, and everything. He nodded and pushed me toward the ambulance. I climbed in without hesitation, and leaned over Eli, clutching his hand very tightly in mine.

I had no idea if he would be okay, I could only hope. I didn't want space anymore, I wanted him. All I could think about was what had led him to this, all fingers pointed to me. I just kept mumbling 'This is all my fault' over and over again.