"Clare, get away from me," I told the girl in the polka-dotted dress next to me.
He continued to push be backwards. "What's wrong emo boy? Out of smart-ass comments?" He barked as he stepped closer to me. "Fitz. Please, don't do this. I'm sorry. For everything." I glanced over at Clare, her normally flawless, serene face was filled with fear and her crystal blue eyes were swimming with tears as she just watched, helpless.
He looked at me with no mercy, his eyes were dark and he wore a stern expression. It was obvious that he was not going to change his motive. "You've had this coming for a while." his abnormally large hands pushed me backward until I backed into a wall. There was no where to escape. Maybe I did have this coming. I shouldn't have started this. What kind of dumb-ass wanted to attempt to scare a bully? Me. And now he was coming toward me, a knife glistening in the moonlight in his right hand. He smirked at me and then slowly brought up the knife.
Suddenly, I felt a tear drip down my cheek. My life had never been threatened before. No one dared to come near me, I was always intimidating to them, and now here was a boy that was determined to kill me. Sure, maybe the fake ID was a bad idea, and maybe I had gotten him arrested, but I never thought that it would come to this. I looked over a Clare once more, her piercing blue eyes were watering and a few tear drops escaped. She was trying not to cry, trying to be strong, for me. Her hands were over her stomach, and it looked as if she was trying to hold herself together. An expression of grief was now plastered over her gorgeous face. Even in a time like this, she was beautiful. My eyes brought me back to Fitz and lingered on the weapon in his hand. Back to the reality of it all. We stood in the corner for a few seconds, it looked as though Fitz was mentally deciding what to choose: spare me or kill me. A smirk appeared on his face. No. he lunged the knife forward, into my abdomen. Suddenly, my vision went blurry and the world around me began to spin. The floor gave out underneath me and I dropped. A searing pain welled in my head. Clare ran over and was screaming, "Eli! Ei! Stay with me! Don't go! Don't leave me!" I could hear her sobbing as she moved her body closer to me. I heard footsteps running down the hall.
"I won't leave you," I said weakly.
Then, the world went dark.
