Authors note: Well I'm at my trailer this weekend, so I'l be able to write a bunch more and since I have internet for three seconds you get an update. Anyway.,Shout out to my lovely cousin for editing this crap fanfiction. Enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Degrassi because if I did, We'd be seeing Hunter Hollingsworth a lot more
Summary: This is the story of two teenagers falling in love not once, but for the second time.
Can't Help Falling In Love
Before
I have never felt more horrible in my life. My head pounds greatly and I do not want to open my eyes. My room is dark so that makes things a bit better. I'm thirsty and feel quite nauseated, I hurt everywhere, the spot between my legs is sore. I gasp and sit up quickly. What had happened last night? I rub the sleep out of my eyes and keep them shut, I just want to go back to sleep.
I hear snoring, and not loud, annoying snoring like Glen's is. His snoring is so loud I can usually hear it from my room and my room is the furthest away from than his and my mom's. The snoring is coming from beside me.
Now not only my head is pounding but my heart feels as though it might burst from my chest and panic engulfs me. I don't open my eyes, it's just Alli, it has to be Alli, when Alli gets drunk she snores slightly. But I know I'm silly to think such a thing.
So I open my eyes and gasp louder than I intended to. I cover my mouth with my hands. It wasn't Alli, though I have never wished it were her lying beside me more in my entire life. It's Eli lying there, his soft snoring muffled slightly by his pillow and I can see that he is shirtless, the clothes from last nights forgotten adventure left on he floor of his room and my lip starts to quiver. I pull the covers around me, becoming much more aware of the nakedness of my body.
It feels insanely hard to breath, my head is spinning with questions and pain and before I know it, I feel salty tears running down my cheeks. I hold the blanket tightly around my body and don't fully realize how loudly I am sobbing until I hear Eli waking beside me.
"W...what happened last night." I cry before he can even understand what is going on.
"What?" He asks rubbing his eyes, waking up. He looks at me finally and his eyes widen.
"What happened?! I remember kissing you, having a drink and now I wake up in your bed."
"Shit." He cursed. "Shit, shit, shit!" He continues swearing and begins looking around his room for something. I can't figure out what he's looking for. He gets up and I cast my eyes in the opposite direction when I see his bare naked body in front of me, though I could not deny the beauty of his butt. He moves quickly around the room, throwing things about. He finally throws my clothes at me and I can still hear him cursing some more under his breath. He picks up a black pair of boxers and pulls them on.
I wipe my eyes and redress quickly as Eli sits down on the bed, back to me. He has his elbows resting on his knees and his face in his hands. I stand up and jump a bit to get my skinny jeans back on.
"Are you on birth control?" He asks quickly, panicked.
My eyes widen and no more tears fall out. "No." I say. "I have a purity ring, I made a vow to stay pure until…m-marriage… Oh my God…" I run my fingers through my hair. "You think we had sex?"
"Yeah, and I don't see a condom anywhere."
He can't even look at me. I feel sick to my stomach. The thing I've kept most important to me is gone now and the person who took it won't even look me in the eyes. I look down at my hand that holds the ring and feel the tears coming again. I slip the ring off and hold it.
"Well, here." I manage to say through my sobs. I throw the ring at his back and run out of his room.
"Clare! Clare, wait." Eli calls after me, I hear his foot steps behind me, but I don't stop, I slam the front door loudly and keep walking until I can no longer hear him calling my name any more and I get into moms car.
I sit at a round table at the back of The Dot a few hours after leaving Eli's place. I haven't been home yet, so I probably look like a mess and my headache has only seemed to get worse from all the crying. I don't even want to look in a mirror.
The door rings above as I watched Alli walk in quickly to escape the cold January air. I don't bother waving or calling her over. When she spots me she hurries over. "I got your SOS, what's up?" She says taking a seat. "Gahh!" She gasps suddenly "What happened to you?"
She probably saw the mess of my hair, the make up all over my face from last night and the same clothes she last saw me in. "You haven't been home have you?"
I shake my head no and feel the tears again stinging the corners of my eyes. I take a shaky breath and wipe my face, not caring how much I just made the mess of my face worse. Alli moves her chair closer to me and holds her hand over mine that shake slightly on the table. "You have to tell me what happened… and you kinda owe me, your mom called wanting her car back I covered for you."
"I had sex last night." I say slowly. It feels weird to say those words out loud. Alli looks shocked but she doesn't speak, maybe she can sense I wasn't finished yet.
"With someone I barely even know, but have the biggest crush on." I stop. I don't speak any more and my lip quiveres. I want to cry until There is nothing left. I want to curl up into a ball and not speak to anyone for a while, but I have to tell someone, talk to someone about what happened. That's why I'm telling Alli. I could never go to my mother over something like this. She's super catholic and would ground me for committing major sins last night. She'd ground me and be mad at me forever but no matter whom I am telling all of this to didn't make me want to speak anymore.
Alli opened her mouth and offered me a smile, a sad smile that didn't make me feel any better. I shook my head and almost started sobbing again, but I didn't, there are people in here. An older couples and that's about it, it's too early on a Saturday morning for kids my age to be up yet. I'm stuck between spitting it out and keeping it in to myself.
"Clare… I think you…"
"It was unprotected, Alli, I'm scared." I interrupt her and her facial expression changes completely. It basically goes from something that says Alright-we-can-deal to oh-shit.
"This changes things." Is all she says for a minute or so.
I remember back when Alli and I were in grade nine, she was on her third boyfriend and had had sex for the first time. All she had to say about it was how horrible it was. I remember saying to her "maybe you should have waited, the right guy would have made it lovely." And I wished she had something to say along those lines for me, but she remembers her first time and I only remember my first kiss.
"I think you should tell your mom." Alli said.
"No way!"
"You could be pregnant, Clare."
"It doesn't happen that fast." I tell her.
"if you were ovulating then, yeah, it can." She tells me. "And if not pregnant, unprotected sex could mean a STI."
"Eli would have told me…"
"Would you even remember if he did? I mean you were pretty shit faced at that party."
I cover my face with my hands. "How would you know? What do you remember I don't?"
"I was sober all night, when I saw you drinking… with that guy…Eli? Or whatever, I was going to be the responsible one. But when I was ready to leave I couldn't find you. I texted you a few times, you didn't answer so I thought you would have went home. I left and it was clear to me you hadn't when your mom called my phone." She lets out a breath and takes my hands from my face, holding the one that no longer held the ring.
"Where'd this go?" She asked touching the ring finger that had no ring on it.
"Uh… I threw it at him this morning." I tell her regretting the decision I had made.
She lets go of my hand and pushes her lips together, making a face. "If you don't want to tell Helen, at least talk to Eli… and make an appointment to get everything checked out, okay?"
I nod and I refuse to tell her I'm torn between wanting to see Eli again and never wanting to see him again in my entire life.
I can't look my mother in the eye. She has no idea what happened last night but she has such judging eyes I feel like she already knows. Or maybe I still look how I feel; horrible. and she can tell something is up. I look down at my food and move around a pea on my plate from one side to the other. I'm not hungry and I just wanted to be alone instead of listening to Glen, mom and Jake talk about whatever. Alli is right though, I'll have to tell my mother. I will eventually.
"Clare Diana Edwards, you're sixteen years old, stop playing with your food." Mom says.
I glance up and set my food down. "Oh.. uh, I think I'm done." I say and stand up, pushing my chair out.
"You didn't even finish your pork chop."
"I'm not really hungry, mom, I think I'm going to just go to bed." I pick up my plate.
"Are you feeling alright, honey? You're not yourself tonight.'
I fake yawned. "Just tired." I put my plate in the sink and go back to get my cup. I finished the last sip or two of grape juice and place the it in the sink with my plate.
"All right… Well yell down if you need anything." She says sounding unsure, she most likely senses that I am lying. I hurry up the stairs.
I shut the door and slide down it. I stay there on the floor, and hold my hands over my face and just sit for awhile. I sigh. I cannot just sit here and be upset over what happened. I could but it wouldn't be worth it, just a big waste of time. I'd rather be sleeping than being upset. I'd rather be doing anything other then sitting here. I grip the doorknob and stand back up to my feet and make my way over to my bed sitting down and pulling my socks off.
I take my bra off without taking off my shirt and my phone goes off on the nightstand. A text message probably from Alli so I don't hurry to get it. I put my bra next my socks and put on a movie, climbing back into bed and grabbing my phone. I press play and the movie starts as I enter my password.
I nearly drop my phone seeing who the message is from.
Hey, it's Eli. The message reads.
Hi I reply How did you get my number?
I'm not too sure about that one. It was in my contacts. He sent back in about thirty seconds or so.
I smile to myself staring down at the screen. He texts in proper grammar, he has to be the only person I know who doesn't use those stupid short forms instead of typing out the entire word. It's refreshing.
Oh I text back. Still stuck between wanting to talk to him and not wanting to.
So… about last night.
What about it?
Can we talk? You left pretty quickly and I'd rather you not hate me.
I gulp. He wants to talk, I need to talk to him about it but the idea of having to talk about things makes me nervous. It has to be done though, I have questions and he has the answers.
I don't hate you.
I don't hate him, the opposite quite possibly. I was drunk, he was drunk and we both remember just about as much as each other does about last night. I know one thing though, and that is that I'm never drinking again.
Then can we talk?
I sigh. Yes, but I'm not talking about anything over text messages.
I meant face to face, Clare.
Okay, tomorrow at one? The Dot?
See you tomorrow.
I don't text him back and carefully set my phone on the nightstand I let out a deep breath and lie back on my pillow.
