Hey guys! This fanfic takes place after the Las Vegas Night episode. This is my first Degrassi fic and it came to me while I was trying to continue writing The Bond Of Love. This fanfic will probably be about 5-10 chapters, and I'll probably update by this Friday, but reviews will help me update! Anyways, as for the Bond of Love, I hope to actually update by the end of this week, I totally forgot to finish writing the chapter. Hope you like this story!
~~~Beccky
This wasn't supposed to have happened. What used to be a mere rivalry exploded into a full-on feud. A war fueled by pure hatred. Hate. This is what landed us in this mess. Something that had erupted and lost control between Eli and Fitz. They couldn't – wouldn't let the other win this idiotic fight. And, I, Clare…was caught in the middle.
No matter what I tried to do to keep the peace between them, it always backfired in my face. It angered me so much that they couldn't let a stupid fight go. They had to keep fueling the fire. I begged Eli to let it go, be the bigger man. Apparently he couldn't do that. Neither could Fitz, he was too proud, just like my Eli. I had thought, after numerous attempts on my part,that they had reconciled. No. It wasn't enough, not for Eli. He just had to slip ipecac into his drink during Vegas Night. "No, Clare," he had told me, "I need to do this. I have to put an end to this myself." I should've fought harder to change his mind. Better yet, I should've taken the drinks and dumped them. Eli would've been mad, sure, but it would be for his benefit. I should've done that. But no. I let him go on with his trick, I let him give Fitz a real reason to go after him.
He thought that he had finally one-upped him, but Eli didn't know how far he had pushed Fitz the second he passed him that drink. He had thought it was finally over, but he was dead wrong. God, it's just so stupid. I remember being in the gym, hanging out with Alli I think, when I saw it. The vengeful glint of the knife…in Fitz's hand. That Fitz had walked up to me, a cold smirk on his face, and said, "If you think your boyfriend's sorry now, he will be when I'm through with him." My eyes had widened in shock and I vaguely recall scrambling through the crowd, searching frantically for Eli. It felt like it had been years when I spotted him in his Red shirt and black tie. I couldn't take a moment to admire him, so I ran up to him, explaining to him Fitz's motives. "Eli we have to get out of here, Fitz has a knife."
She grabbed him by the hand and without another word, took off with him. They made their way into a hallway, before they stopped. Eli gazed into her baby blue eyes, holding her hand firmly. "I'm not gonna be scared of him, Clare. I can't be scared anymore." Clare's eyes widened in disbelief. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "But, Eli, he has a knife!", She had already warned Adam to tell Simpson what was going on, but she was worried nothing would happen in time. "You don't know what he's going to do, he's really-" She was cut off by another voice in the room. She saw Eli's eyes go wide with shock and horror, before turning around.
There Fitz stood, his lips contorted in a twisted smirk, and the knife gleaming in his hand. "Well, well, Emo boy. I believe that's my date you're making time with", he said coldly. Before Eli could say something stupid, Clare stepped towards him, desperation in her eyes. "Please, Fitz. Please don't do this. Eli's sorry. It doesn't have to-", she was cut off by Fitz yelling at her. "Shut up, bitch! And get out of the way!" He tried to maneuver around her to get to Eli, but without thinking, she kicked him in the groin. He doubled over in pain, slurring insults at her.
She expected him to be on the ground for at least a few minutes. But he wasn't. Almost immediately he got up from the ground and pushed her up against the wall. "You fucking bitch," he spat at her. "You just couldn't resist playing mommy and saving your little boyfriend. Well, now here's the consequence." Before Eli could do anything to stop him, Fitz had punched Clare in the stomach. She wailed in pain, but that didn't stop him. He slammed his fist into her stomach yet again before holding her against the locker by her throat. Eli tried to hurt him to get him to loosen his grip, but Fitz pointed the knife to Clare's neck. "You try anything and Goody Two Shoes here gets it." As Eli reluctantly backed down, Fitz turned back to Clare.
"You know," he hissed, "Since I paid for that corsage you're wearing, and those tickets, I think you owe me something." With that being said, he slowly let his hand wander to her breasts. Clare started to struggle and protest. "No, Fitz! Please, don't do this! Just let us go…we won't tell anyone, I promise!" Her words fell on deaf ears as Fitz ignored her and she began to cry. She locked eyes with Eli whose own green ones were failing at trying to hide tears. Clare felt like she was going to throw up as that monster groped her.
She squeezed her eyes shut until she felt the cool metal against her skin. Her eyes shot open as she saw him cutting her dress open. Feeling the cool air on her skin made her realize just how very real this was, and she sobbed. His cold, clammy mouth clamped down on hers to shut her up. She just stared at the ceiling while Fitz molested her. There was nothing she nor Eli could do to stop this. She was just going to have to somehow deal with it. Suddenly, Clare heard voices down the hall. It sounded like Mr. Simpson and another unidentifiable voice. At that, Fitz dropped his knife and tried to run, but it was too late. Mr. Simpson rounded the corner with a police officer and he gasped in shock at the sight.
"Mr. Fitzgerald, Mr. Goldsworthy, Ms. Edwards! What is the meaning of this?", Eli stepped forward to rehash what happened. "Sir, Mark Fitzgerald came at us with a knife, intending to hurt me, but Clare distracted him and he went after her instead and…assaulted her." There was blatant fury in his eyes, pure rage because he could do nothing to help her without risking her getting hurt. Everything was silent until Clare's quiet voice spoke. "That's not all. This…stupid feud they've been having, it got too far. I set off the stinkbomb so Fitz wouldn't hurt Eli for pulling a prank on him. And they've just been going at each other relentlessly. But Fitz was going to hurt Eli…I'm sorry Mr. Simpson. I …don't know what to say."
She buried her face in her hands and sobbed as the officer handcuffed Fitz and took him away. Principal Simpson stared at the two students, disappointed. "So, you lied to me. But…that's not what's important now. We need to take you to the hospital, Ms. Edwards. I will be calling your parents." He shook his head at what just occurred. "And just so you know, when you guys return from break, Degrassi is going to be an entirely different school." With that, he turned on his heel and led them outside to the ambulance. As they rode to the hospital, Eli and Clare only had to look each other to know it wasn't over with Fitz.