A/N: Okay, school is crazy so I might update every Friday or Saturday. :) Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi.

Chapter 2:

Voices concealed in his subconscious mind nagged Eli the entire time he was sleeping and forced him to wake up.

His upper-body shot up in wildly, a reaction to a nightmare that he couldn't recall. Also, the pebbles underneath him had been squashing into his muscles as he slept; the soreness was beginning dawn on him. So he sat there, panting from forgotten terror and feeling the wrath of the tiny stones, certain that his discomfort couldn't worsen.

Then he noticed that this whole time, for who knew how long, Clare had been staring at him. She was looking down at him with an indecipherable expression on her face. Even Eli, who had a knack for reading people, could not determine whether he should relax or panic.

"Clare!" He exclaimed in shock.

Her lips parted as if she was about to say something, then they closed, and then they opened. And then they closed again.
Eli himself was speechless; he did not know what to do because he was beginning to feel to the contradicting effects of look at her roller-coaster face. Fire and ice.
He held his breath and clenched his jaw.

"What are you doing here?" She demanded finally.

This sent Eli into angry hysterics.

"None of your business." He said nastily. He stood up and started to pace madly.

"It is my business. How did you even find me?" She spat back.

"Oh calm your ego! Who said I was even looking for you?"

He began to walk away.

She folded her arms. "So why did you come here?"

"I came here," he said gravely, "to commit suicide."

He stepped onto the ledge and felt Clare freeze behind him.

"Eli no!" She panicked and sped towards him. "Stop, get off the ledge!"

"It's too late Clare. I've made up my mind; I'm going to make a statement."

He lifted his foot, dipped it into the open air, and left it dangling there.

In no time, Clare had grabbed his wrist and pulled him off the ledge screaming,
"STOP, STOP NO!"

She pushed him to the ground and fell down next to him sobbing and trembling.
He stared at her indifferently;nourishing on her terror, savoring this moment. And after a moment of absorbing it, he started to laugh.
It took her a few minutes to notice this because she was too lost in her fear.

"Why are you laughing?" She demanded through tears. "It's not funny."

He laughed harder.

"It's not funny!" She cried, getting scared.

"Relax Clare." He said attempting to stand up, only to be grabbed by the wrist and get pulled back down by her.
"I'm not going to kill myself!" He said finally.

She stared at him muffled. "But…you" She said faintly.

"I lied." His tone was harsh.

She stood up angrily. "Why? Why would you lie about something like that?"

"Because I wanted to."

"Because you wanted to? Are you crazy? What is wrong with you?"

"That's right Clare, get angry. Let it consume you." He said calmly.

"Get angry? You did that just to-"

"Yes!" he yelled. "Yes I did Clare; I did that to make you suffer. I want to see pain in your eyes!"

She stared at him in shock, and he finally saw the pain that he was hoping for.

It was not the type of pain that came from torture, the physical pain. This pain was emotional; it was the type of pain that was caused by loss of hope and broken-hearts. It was the pain of a dying flower getting beaten by the wind, knowing that the sun could save her, but aware that it wouldn't.

"I'm sorry." She said quietly.

"For what?" he asked sarcastically, "For destroying me?"

"I didn't mean to dest-"

"But you did. You made my life a living hell. And I saw you laughing all the time afterwards. Going about like nothing ever happened."

She backed away as he approached her. "You had everything and I had nothing! And I wanted to make you suffer."

He closed his eyes and lowered his chin, "I wanted to break you down, just like you did to me." And then he looked up at her and took a deep breath, "But it's killing me to see you like this."

Clare felt her insides awaken at that moment. Her mind went black and her instincts went wild. she couldn't really explain the way she felt, the sudden rebirth, the craziness that went on inside of her head. All she could explain was the warmth of it all.

Losing her caution, she took a step forward, "Do you know what I would have done had you jumped off the ledge?" she whispered.

He shook his head looking down again, and she brushed her hand through the side of his neck, lifting his chin to make eye contact.

"I would have jumped right after you."

He looked at her in disbelief.

Then they kissed.

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