Short little one shot I threw together while bored in English class. At first it wasn't really going to be anything Degrassi related, nor a prediction of the In Too Deep promo, but it just turned into this. Hope you like it :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, though I wish I did.
Free Bird
The hearse speeds down the road, the only available light coming from the stars in the inky black sky. In the drivers seat is a boy of sixteen, named Elijah. He's in pain, his torn heart beating hollowly in his chest. She hurt him, betrayed him…
Salty tears run down his pale, sullen face. He wants this to end, all of it.
His foot crushes the peddle, and the hearse accelerates faster. A cliff looms in the distance, and he has no intention to stop. Elijah's head swims from the pills he consumed, and his eyes drift shut. The Atheist boy prays to God himself that it will end, that all of it will be over.
The stars soar by as he breathes in short breaths. He has no will to live anymore. The road to the cliff is rocky, and it jolts the hearse violently. It's close now, and Elijah knows that the terrors below are nothing compared to what he's been through.
There's a distant ringing in the background, and Elijah recognizes it as his phone. He chooses not to answer, knowing exactly who it will be. Just another 'friend' to pity him, convince him not to do this. But he's already made up his mind.
The cliff seems so close now, but yet so far. Death could not come quickly enough.
Death come quickly
It reminds him of the screenplay in English class. The screenplay that changed his life. The screenplay that made him fall for her.
A foolish mistake that was.
The ringing never ceases, and his patience grows thin. With a sigh, he finally gives in and lifts the phone to his ear.
A girl is screaming frantically on the other line. That girl. The one who broke his heart.
"Please, Eli! Don't do this!" she sobs, and Elijah laughs dryly.
"It's too late, Clare. Nothing is going to change my mind." he says, silent tears dripping from his forest green eyes.
"I am so sorry, Eli! We can fix this, get you help. Please, just don't do this!" the girl reasons.
"Don't say you're sorry, because you're not. You ripped my heart out!" Elijah roars, seething with anger. His trembling hand jerks the wheel, and the hearse swerves.
The girl cries out again, but her words are muffled by the grinding sounds of the hearse lifting off the edge of the cliff.
It plummets to the bottom, Elijah encased, trapped, in its metal interior. There is no getting out now, but there never was.
The hearse slams into the rocks, crushing Elijah's fragile body. The roof collapses as the hearse tumbles, and the front window shatters, slivers of glass imbedding in Elijah's pallid skin.
Clare, the girl, holds her breath on the opposite line. "Eli? Answer me!"
It remains silent on Elijah's side. Just as silent as the suffering and pain he went through in the last short months of his life.
But now he has escaped, finally free as a bird, as some would say.
And just then, the symbolic emblem of freedom and peace itself, a white dove, soars over the crumpled hearse and unresponsive boy.
Elijah is finally free.