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Onto the story!

The Edge Of Glory

Clare's POV

My bridge legs were about to collapse as I gripped the hand rail. I felt weary that if I didn't move fast enough, Jake would walk in ready to kill me, and yet, if I moved slowly enough, the stairs would collapse and leave my bloody corpse stabbed by the wood.

"Mom, where are you?" My voice echoed off the hollow walls, making the creek of the stairs a background

The top step was rigid from everything breaking and falling on it. I stepped over it and knocked on the door.

"Mom?" I asked once more before opening it shakily. I could barely turn the handle as my hand had an earthquake.

I slowly embraced the welcoming creek and peeked inside. My eye closed at the sight, imagination running in all different directions.

My heartbeat rose as my eyelids inched open. I let out a relieved sigh and walked over to her bed.

"Mom, you're late for work!" I shook her body. Her eyes fluttered open at the sight of me, and then looked at the clock.

"What are you doing up, Clare?"
"Bianca's sleepover was canceled. A friend drove me home."
She pushed the sheets off of her and sat up.

"Alright, go get dressed and we'll- we'll watch a movie together." She clapped her hands together. I left her room with my hand on my wrist, feeling my heartbeat and bobbing my head to the drum.

I looked at my room and fell on the soft carpet, tears burning my eyes as I formed a fetal position on the floor. I let everything rush. The thoughts of what to come and what have been made into tears.

"Daddy, where are you going?"

"I'm so sorry Clare-bear, I just have to leave."

"But Dad-" "No Clare! Go back inside to your mother!"

I listened to the mutters and stumbled back inside.

"Where is daddy going mom?"

"He'll be back. I'm making dinner, what do you want?"

"I'm not really hungry." I thought about it up the stairs.

My back slammed against my door, as I clothed my face with my hands.

That was exactly what I was doing right now. Crying my guts out. I remembered something else.

"You know you have to get over it." He said and placed his hand over mine.

"I love you, and you need my money." He looked down on my in pity.

"I can't." I managed to say.

Something swept across my cheek, leaving a stinging sensation. I held my cheek and looked at him before getting up and running.

My green flats damaged the ground from the stomps. I looked back once and watched as he grabbed my arm. My eyes caught something and I instantly remembered the place we were at.

Everyone had missed J.T. Yorke after the stabbing, Toby and Liberty wouldn't get over him.

Jake looked over his shoulder and saw the picture and cap, surprisingly, he let me run off. I just turned out of the school out to the bus.

I shyly crawled over to my dressed and chose a pair or black short shorts, a neon green tank top, and a yellow tilt knit tank top with the word "LOVE" written on the front. (1)

I laid the clothes on my bed and strolled to the bathroom, suddenly reminding myself it was a new day.

I shivered as the cold water cascaded down my back. I scrubbed my body and stepped out, wrapping a warm and fuzzy towel around my skin.

I put on the clothes and skipped down stairs, taking a seat next to my mom on the couch as she flicked on the TV.

The first thing seen was about the police finding a dead body. I snatched the remote out of her hand and changed the channel.

"Clare Diana!"

I couldn't even look at her. They had found Bianca, and they knew where to go next. During the movie I switched my gaze to the outside window.

"I'll be right back." I whispered towards the TV, and hopped the steps. I found my purse and grabbed the phone.

My foot tapped on the ground as I waited for Adam to pick up.

"Clare, you're missing the best part."

"Hello?"

I covered the mouth piece and shouted so that she could hear me clearly.

"I'll be down in a minute!" And I uncovered the mouth piece before placing it on my cheek.

"They found Bianca's body."

"What?"

"I know. I have a feeling they're going to be coming to our houses. Can you tell Eli?"

"Sure. Be sure to keep a look out."

I huffed and commented wearily. "Alright, bye Adam."

"Don't let that ruin your day, Clare. I'll come over later with Eli and we can talk this out."

I didn't answer, just hung up and set my phone back.

I put on my best grin and came back downstairs before suiting myself back on the leather.

We watched about an hour of the movie then I saw Adam and Eli approach.

"Mom, I need to talk to my friends about something." I requested.

"Alright sweetie, I'll be in my room." She got up and left the TV on. I opened the door and stepped off to the side.

"How could they have gotten the address that fast, they didn't even know her last name?" I scratched my head, trying to remember, and sat back down next to Adam.

Eli sat on the table across from us. I glanced down at his interloped hands and noticed they were both shaking.

I grabbed them and looked up at him. It was annoying them being the only thing moving. I pulled back and smiled at him. He smirked at me and we stopped as Adam cleared his throat.

"You know they're coming for us next. What are we gonna say? We saw my fiancé kill our best friend after we ran away?"

"Best plan ever." Adam commented sarcastically.

"I'm serious."

He sat silently. I put my head in the crook of his neck and closed my eyes. "I wish I could have a different life. I wouldn't have to marry him, my family would be here, I just want to wake up and have it all be a dream."

A tear slid down my face. It felt warm on my skin. I opened my eyes surprised and gasped as I felt an arm snake around my side.

As I found it was Adam's, I sighed into his touch.

"I'm sorry." I heard a voice say and widened my eyes at the millisecond.

"Don't pity me, Eli. This isn't your fault."

He took a breath and moved next to me, I felt warm arms wrap around me and sat up.

Both of them scooted closer to me as I dropped my head down and began crying.

My mother must've heard me because I heard the stairs creek under the weight of a person.

"Clare, is something wrong?" She asked me. I wiped my eyes and shook my head, still staring at the wood.

Adam kissed my cheek. He had always been a brother to me. I put an arm around each of them and they both lowered their heads as me.

She stared at the three of us and cautiously went back to her room muttering.

"Didn't Bianca's mom make her a grave for when she died?" Adam asked. The idea blossomed.

"Yes!" I jumped up. "Mom, we're going out for a bit."

"Alright, be back before ten!"

I nodded to myself and headed out the door to the hearse. I waved at my neighbor Lisa. Lisa was a senior at Degrassi, I knew her, but I never really talked to her.

She was washing off her car, staring at the hearse confused as we all got in.

We sung along to the radio as the car rumbled on its life.

I stepped out of the car and glanced at all the stone carvings and statues of remembrance as I passed by.

My face held a lifeless expression. I let out a deep sigh at one of the graves we passed. They kneeled next to my body and tried to read the name.

I hugged the grave as Adam rubbed my back. I moved back from it and tried to stand up, my hand still reaching out to her name.

"Clare, I'm so sorry." Adam said, tracing the letters. I flinched as he moved his finger along them

D- Delightful

Always By Your Side

R- Right in Every Way

C- Colorful Personality

Y- You are perfect

He ran his finger along Edwards. I'd fell out of my world ever since she died. (2)

I stood up. "I can't cry about this forever." I croaked. I held out my hands for the two to take. I helped them up and we walked hand in hand to Bianca's grave.

B- Bright

I- I Loved You Like A Sister

A- A Joy

N- Never Said Never

C- Calmest Girl

A- A Friend You Never Forget

Tears pricked our eyes. Adam and I knew her well, but Eli felt like he had known her forever, I saw it in the way they weren't hesitated near each other.

People started to stare at us.

We stared at the stone and the ground we stood on. It should've been me. Bianca was just trying everything she could to be a loyal friend.

She went first. It should've been me to die.

I had lost the most important person in my life, I was a misfit.

Adam was a FTM, he was a misfit.

Eli was dark and very fragile, he was a misfit.

We were the misfits.

So how'd you like my ending? I thought it was cool myself.

(1) I went shopping at Tilly's and those were my clothes for tomorrow.

(2) Darcy never died, I just wanted something like that to happen so I could have Clare be a misfit.