Author's Note: Hey there! I know I promised to get right back on track with 'Bloom' but I just had to do a second part to 'Stop' since so many people reviewed. This happens right after the first part, but you don't need to read it to get this one. I just had fun with it, so enjoy!
Disclaimer: If I owned Degrassi: The Next Generation, Eli and Clare would've already had a kid. 'Nuff said.
Ring
Maybe something is wrong with him.
Maybe there's something sick and twisted in his mind that made him take her purity ring.
Something that made him put it on a chain and wear it around his neck for the world to see.
He issn't in love with her.
No, of course not.
Just slightly obsessed.
Mineminemine.
She's his. She knows it. He knows it.
But they didn't love each other.
And they never would.
Lovelovelove?
When she went to him, she wasn't exactly okay.
Her parents were fighting more than ever and her grades were slipping and her sister lost contact with them.
He's never seen her look so vulnerable and he took a mental picture of it and stored it in his mind as a memento.
God, he was sick.
Obsessedobsessedobsessed.
He knows he should've made the right choice and not kissed her.
She wasn't in her right state of mind.
She was weak for that moment in time, and as much as he hated to admit, he loved seeing her like that.
She ran to him like a lifeline.
Like she couldn't exist without him.
He felt like the only thing that existed in her world, and he wanted her to worship him.
Twistedtwistedtwisted.
So he took her virginity.
What else was he supposed to do?
He was a sixteen-year-old boy, and she was a fifteen-year-old girl.
She was practically gift-wrapped on his front porch, offering herself to him.
He couldn't say no to that, so he accepted it.
He was supposed to protect her, and who better to take her than him?
They were friends. She could trust him.
Reallyreallyreally?
Taking her abstinence ring and wearing it as a pendant wasn't the best choice, but she said nothing against it.
She never really said anything against him to begin with.
A childish argument every now and then, but she never once seriously questioned his motives.
He gave her one of his rings to make up for it.
Not because he loved her, mind you.
He was marking his territory.
Never the less, she accepted it and wore the thing on her left ring finger, where the one he had used to be.
Usedtobeusedtobeusedtobe.
He knew he was smug about it.
Why wouldn't he be?
He took Saint Clare's virginity.
That was a conquest even Fitz dreamed of.
And he wasn't gonna throw her out that easily.
Why?
Because he liked how she said his name.
Like he was the only one she had left.
EliEliEli.
She said it like a mantra.
Like some prayer she would whisper to that god of hers before she went to bed.
He wanted to be her god.
Wanted to make her live and breathe for him as he did for her.
His slight obsession made her everything in his world.
He enjoyed playing with her.
He enjoyed tainting her innocence little by little until she gave into him.
But one day, he wanted her to let go.
Wanted her to hate him so that he wouldn't have to hate himself for destroying her.
Until that day, he'd wear her ring around his neck for the world to see.
Author's Note: Done!
I liked how this one turned out.
Tell me how much you liked it in a review, okay?
Tokki Trigger, AWAY!