DISCLAIMER
I DO NOT OWN DEGRASSI OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS
Clare's POV
Is this really happening? Is Mark really sitting here crying on my shoulder? What was he talking about when I wasn't listening?
"Mark. Do you want to talk about it?" I asked in a concerned voice
"I can't."
What happened next was really unexpected. I don't really know what came over me but before I knew it I was holding Mark in my arms. I was embracing him like my mother used to embrace me when I got hurt as a child. Mark was honestly an amazing guy, and to think that he was right now finding comfort in me made me feel needed.
"Can I ask you something Mark?"
"Of course Clare."
"What made you bring a knife to Vegas Night?"
He paused and then said, "You have to believe me Clare, I didn't intend for things to go that far. I was just trying to protect you. I guess my intentions got turned around after that idiot Eli slipped something into my drink." He took a deep breath and then continued; "I've got to tell you something Clare…" he waited to see that I was listening.
"What is it Mark?"
"The real reason why I've had it out for Eli is because of you," he looked down at his hands which were starting to shake and then began again, "I…I like you Clare. I was tired of seeing you with him."
After he said that he was not trying to be a monster when he brought the knife. He was trying to protect me. He wanted me for himself. He may have taken the wrong approach to get to me, but I liked that he was telling me the truth.
I moved his almost lifeless body so that I could look him in the eyes. I grabbed his chin moving very slowly, I watched his eyes as I began to move my face a little closer. There was a moment of hesitation from me, but then I continued moving my face closer and closer to him as slow as I could. Waiting in a way for him to stop me or to move closer to me, he did.
His face started to move closer to me.
Mark's POV
Was this really happening? Was Clare really leaning in to kiss me? Maybe I was dreaming.
We came so incredibly close to kissing. You would probably be able to fit about one piece of paper between our lips. The wait seemed unbearable but I didn't want to rush her into something even when she was the one who initiated it.
Eli's POV
"Clare !" I shouted as I walked through the streets.
"Clare, where are you!" I continued to shout as I walked to the park entrance.
I messed up. I need to tell her what was really going on. I don't want to lose her. I can't lose her. I thought to myself. As I walked through the park, I thought about the time Clare and I had shared our first kiss. I need to go there.
As I was walking through the park on my way to the infamous picnic table where everything started to be right again after Julia had died, I saw two people on the picnic table I was unsure of who it was. I was about to turn around so they could have their privacy but then I heard a voice.
Mark's POV
I needed reassurance. I pulled my head back and I just looked at her. Her eyes opened and she looked like she was about to say something but before she could I did.
Eli's POV
"Are you sure you want to do this. I mean aren't you still with him? You're going to regret this I know. And I don't want to be the reason for you to be unhappy." The voice had said.
I heard someone else's voice, her voice, and I immediately knew. This couldn't be happening. It couldn't be her with another guy could it be? I knew she was upset and mad at what she saw, but was she really that mad? Was she really willing to throw everything away before giving me a chance to explain myself?
Clare's POV
"I'm sure I want to. Whatever happened with him doesn't matter to me anymore. I want to be with you." I said knowing that he was a little reluctant.
"CLARE!"
I heard a voice, his voice, say my name and I jumped.
"Who are you?" Mark questioned trying to be tough.
"Mark. I know who that is. Please just don't start anything. Not now. Not if you want to be with me as much as I think you do." I begged of him.
I hate cliffhangers just as much as everyone else but I have to
