Chapter 4

Clare's POV

Don't get me wrong, I know I hurt Eli. I could see it all over his face…and yes, I do still love him. I just need some time to myself.

He'll be fine. He has Adam, his parents, and other friends, I guess.

I'm not all he has. I didn't ruin his life. He'll move on, he's strong.

Or maybe, I'm completely wrong.

Eli's POV

She's gone.

I can't help but stare at the picture of us on my nightstand. We were so happy, we were meant to be. Forever, but why aren't we then?

I need Clare. I don't have any other reason to continue on with life without falling back into deep depression.

No. I will not commit suicide. It isn't that that bad…yet.

But I have no reason to care about anything. Because the only person that I loved since Julia didn't die, she's still breathing, but she doesn't want me anymore.

Suddenly my phone rang, I wanted it so badly to be Clare. To have her say, Eli I'm so sorry, I want you back.

But it wasn't.

It was Adam.

I answered it, though I wasn't stable. Adam was my best friend, he's the only guy I wanted to talk to in this time of pain.

"Hey man, are you busy?" Adam asked, I could hear his mom talking in the background. That woman didn't like me. I wasn't crazy about her either though.

I took a breath, trying not to sound like I'd just been destroyed emotionally.

"Um, nope, I'm free. Why?" I asked, though I knew the answer.

"Wanna meet up at the Dot? I'm bored," He said, I swallowed that little bit of heartbreak left inside me.

"Sure, see you there." I said, and hung up right away.

As much as I wanted to sit at home, and stare at the wall, and grieve about my new single life. I knew I needed to get out, it'd make me feel better. At least, I think it would.

I met up with Adam at the Dot, he was on his phone, texting or something. When it came to cell phones, Adam was the King Nerd.

"Hey dude," I said, he didn't reply, he stared at his cell phone screen.

"Adam?" I repeated, he slowly looked up at me. His eyes expressed concern and curiosity.

"You and Clare broke up?" He asked, almost speechless. I sat down and bought back the pain of hearing Clare's voice. I slowly nodded.

"Yes. But how'd you know?" I asked him, he showed me his cell phone screen, he was on Facebook. Clare had changed her relationship status from, "in a relationship" to "single". It wasn't enough that Clare and I were over, but to actually read it in person hurt like fucking hell.

I stared at the floor, Adam didn't say anything for a couple of minutes.

"Man, I'm so sorry. What happened? You two were like soul mates, I thought." Adam said, I looked up at him.

"I thought so, too. But apparently I'm suffocating her." I said, I expected Adam to agree and say something like how lame that was. But he just looked at me.

"Adam? Do you agree with Clare?" I asked, paranoid. Adam bit his lip.

"Adam, answer me." I said, Adam sighed, "You can be a little overwhelming sometimes, Eli."

I rolled my eyes, "You couldn't of told me this sooner?" I asked him, he shrugged. "I didn't know this would happen! I'm not psychic!" Adam yelled, I couldn't hold back my smirk. Adam was such a weird kid.

But maybe that's the reason we got along.

Before I could say a word, Adam was looking off at something or somebody behind me.

"What are you looking at?" I asked him, his jaw dropped, and he pointed for me to look as well. I turned around and saw automatically what he was looking at as well.

It was a girl, but not just another girl at the Dot. She had long platinum blonde hair, it was long and cut into layers. Her skin was pale white, it embraced the darkness of her black eye makeup even more. She wore it heavy and messy, but in the most flattering way.

She had on a black strapless longer shirt, tight black leather pants, and big bulky Gothic styled boots with white skulls on the strap.

I watched her. I couldn't take my eyes away from her.

She wasn't like any of the standard Degrassi girls. She was different, misunderstood, she reminded me of myself in some ways.

I stared at her. I'd never stared at anyone this way since Julia. I hadn't even stared at Clare in such a hypnotic way.

This girl was drop dead gorgeous. I needed to know her name.

As I was trapped in her beauty, she slowly turned and looked around, scanning the crowd of people at the Dot. She stopped when her eyes reached me.

Her eyes met mine. The gaze lasted a couple of seconds. Her eyes spoke of mysterious and danger. Similar to the effect I was told mine spoke of, as well.

Her lips formed a small smile, almost like a smirk.

I didn't blink, I just watched her.

Then she stopped smiling and looked away. But it was enough to last me the entire week.

She was flawless.