Warning: cursing, people either drunk or hungover and abuse


Alli's Point of View:

"This party was a stupid idea, Sav. Look at this freaking mess we have to clean up now!" I complained, looking at Sav who was rubbing his temples.

"Yeah yeah I know, Alli. Having a huge party that got out of hand due to beer and drugs and possible sex was stupid." Sav mocked. I scoffed and started to pick up empty red cups from the living room floor.

"Thanks to this big party, I basically lost Fi and Clare. I have no clue where either of them are." I complained yet again to Sav.

"Chill out, Alli. I saw Fiona passed out on your bed a couple hours ago. And Clare? Well I saw her talking to Eli. I have no idea why since the kid hates her guts. The shit he says about her is-" I quickly shot Sav a death glare, he wouldn't dare say something bad about Clare.

I wouldn't allow it.

"I was just saying. So if you wanna go and check up on Fiona, I'm sure she's still passed out on your bed upstairs." Sav said. I rolled my eyes.

"Of course I'm gonna check up on her, dumbshit. Meanwhile, clean this up." I said, shoving the black bag towards and pointing at the mess of red cups around.

I walked up stairs, careful not to step in dry puke, bleh. Sav was gonna clean that up for sure. I opened my bedroom door to see Fiona passed out on my pink bedspread and Clare was sitting next to her, watching her. Although Clare's neck snapped up as she saw me walk in.

"Hey. There you guys are. I was worried you guys just up and left." I said with a small smile as I sat down next to Clare. Clare shrugged.

"Naw. Fiona's too hungover to even drive. She can't really handle her liquor well." Clare observed, giving Fiona a once over. I groaned.

"She's been drinking? Ugh. She promised me and her mom that she wouldn't pick up another drink in her life!"

Clare furrowed her brows together.

"So wait.. Fi isn't allowed to drink?" Clare asked curiously. I nodded.

"Yep. Fiona has a problem drinking. She has had past issues and has been to rehab, but it didn't help much. She still urges to drink and tonight was the perfect opportunity to get away from me so she could get wasted." I explained briefly, not wanting to indulge into Fiona's abuse problems and slight sexuality confusion too.

"Wow. Next time, I'll watch her and make sure she doesn't drink." Clare reassured me.

"Not unless you're too busy talking to the asshole that is, Eli Goldsworthy." I spat. Clare tensed up beside me.

"How did you know that I talked to Eli tonight?" Clare asked in a small voice. I shrugged.

"Sav is still semi drunk and told me." I paused. "Please Clare. Do tell why you were in conversation with that ass?" I asked. Clare sighed.

"It was nothing. He was just drunk talking to me. Saying random stuff. Stuff that didn't make sense." Clare said softly. I snorted.

"Hilarious. I love when Eli is drunk. Funniest shit ever. Too bad you didn't get it on camera. We could have sent it to everyone's phone and plastered it on the Degrassi Grapevine. Everyone would have seen it." I explained between laughing breaks. Clare chuckled softly beside me and soon our laughter resolved.

We both sat in silence and Clare sighed, laying back down on my bed, I decided to lay next to her.

"Alli.. Do people lie when they are drunk?" Clare asked, her focus on the ceiling. I shook my head.

"No. Its actually the opposite. When people are drunk, they tend to tell the truth to people. Stuff they want others to know. When Fiona would get drunk, she would tell me all her little fantasies and dreams. It was crazy at times. That's the only reason I ever even knew she had a problem. Drinking was what told me. Sometimes drinking can be a friend or foe, Clare. It always depends." I explained. Clare simply nodded and continued to stare at the ceiling.

"Are you gonna be spending the night?" I asked. Clare nodded again."Yeah. Its one in the morning. I'll just sneak in my window in a couple hours. No one will noticed. My door is locked." Clare reassured me. I smirked."Sister Clare is doing something rebellious." I noted. Clare giggled.

"Oh Alli. Tonight was filled with rebellion." Clare mumbled something afterward.

"What was that?" I asked.

Clare never answered, she was already asleep.

I sighed and decided that Clare's claim on tonight being rebellious was wrong.

Tonight was a total bust.

The house is a mess.

Fiona is hungover.

Clare is talking to the enemy.

And I couldn't find Drew anywhere.

And that scared the living hell out of me.


Eli's Point of View:

Drunk. Hungover. Stumbling. Even though the physical feel of this sucked, the mental feeling felt great. Well at least while I was chugging the bottles down one after the other. The walk home had lighten up my senses, made me more aware, but like always, I forgot what had happened.

I was at Sav's party with KC, Jenna and Drew.

I got wasted, so did KC and Jenna.

Drew walked off to get high and I never saw him again tonight.

I think I hooked up with Jenna.. Probably Jenna. I remember odd shaped boobs and well.. Hers are odd shaped.

Then I was talking to someone.

I had a deep conversation with them.. I just can't remember who it was.

Drinking had kept me partially sane during that, erasing some of my memory from it.

I shook my head, feeling like my brain was mush. Like mush rolling around in my head.

Sure drinking helped, but I always ended up feeling shittier each time.

So why did I continue to get drunk weekly?If I continued this I'll end up a alcoholic.

Yeah sounds fucking fun.

I thought about sneaking in like nothing, slipping into my room, awaiting for the hangover to take full force.

But fuck it.

I don't care tonight.

I swung the door open and flicked the lights on to come face to face with a very angry Bullfrog.

"Where the fuck were you?" Bullfrog roared.

Wow. Someone's angry. I rolled my eyes.

"I went to a party." I'm not even gonna lie to him, what's the point.

"I got wasted too." Yep more of the truth.

"And I hooked up with some chick." Cha ching. He's even more pissed now.

"ElLJAH! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" Bullfrog screamed at the top of his lungs.

Now either I could play innocent and say sorry or I could be a smartass.

I choose smartass.

"I'm Eli fucking Goldsworthy, sir." I smirked, making sure the smirk touched my eyes, making him even angrier.

"You're drunk. When you're sober, we will talk." Bullfrog said, he grabbed my arm and was pulling me towards the stairs when I pulled away, stumbling around as I did.

"No.. No I won't talk to you when I'm sober." I said. Bullfrog growled."Elijah. You're going to go upstairs, sleep this drunkness off and hangover and we'll talk." Bullfrog ordered. I shook my head, ignoring the sudden mush in my brain.

"No, Daniel." I said loudly, using his real name. "No I will not talk to you when I'm sober. I'll talk when I'm drunk thank you very much! And what I have to say is that.. I fucking hate you. You're a.. a horrible man. A horrible husband. A horrible father. You treat me and mom like shit for your own goddamn pleasure! Just because grandma and grandpa and your brother all died in a car crash does NOT make you become some raging bastard! I miss my old dad! The one who was nice to me. The one who loved me and mom! The one who would fuck mom every night and hell, I never cared! The dad who didn't hurt his family! I want that dad back! WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?" I screamed.

Silence followed through after that.

I glanced up to see that Cece had woken up and was standing wide eyed at the foot of the stairs, looking down at us. Waiting.

Waiting for an answer.

A response.

Anything.

Something did happen though.

A flying fist to the face and a hard kick to the stomach.

The rest afterwards was a total blur.


Clare's Point of View:

The day after Sav's party, everyone was walking into school with a serious hangover or in a crash stance from drugs.

In Fiona's case, she was hungover badly.

So badly that she called her mom to come pick her up.

So it was just me and Alli today and I was okay with it. As we were walking down the hall, a figure in a black hoodie bumped into us, I looked up to see it was Drew, even with sunglasses on I could tell it was him. Alli scowled.

"That asshole. He could have apologized at least, but no, precious Drew wouldn't dare."

I sighed and looked behind myself, usually Eli walked in with Drew, almost everyday. But when I didn't see Eli glide his hungover self in, I felt a twinge of worry in my stomach.

What if.. What if his dad got to him last night?

That only made the twinge grow bigger.

I had to admit it.. I was worried about Eli's safety.

Just like he was a couple days ago.

The following week was boring, everyone talking and planning about the next party which wasn't gonna happen at the Bhandari residence as Alli assured me.

This whole week, Eli hasn't been in school. Not once was he in English, sitting in front of me. Not once did I see him in the cafeteria sitting with Drew and KC. Not once did I see him and Jenna run off together, cutting class to make out. Not once. Each day I felt more and more worried. If Eli was hurt.. I'd feel worry and guilty. I knew one of his biggest secrets and I only know it because he was drunk.

Extremely drunk.

Plus he probably doesn't even remember telling me anyway.

I should be feeling happy, joyous, amazing.

I should be doing backflips in the air, Eli Goldsworthy was absent from school for a whole week!

No bullying.

No taunting.

No shoving.

Nothing bad from him all week.

Yet I missed him.

Not his fake self.

His drunken nice self.

I liked that Eli.

He was.. Nice.

I walked home today and threw my backpack on the sofa, I saw that Darcy was already home, her purse and jacket thrown on the sofa as well. I was about to enter the kitchen when I hear her on the phone.

"Where have you been? You've been gone from school for a whole week! I came by everyday with Manny to see if you wanted to have lunch with us, but you weren't there. Eli.. You better tell me what happened. Are you hurt? Sick? If you ever need a place to stay, you can stay here, sweets. Ugh, don't mock me for using a petname on you, I don't even think of you that way so you can stop giggling. Just remember what I said." Darcy said and like that she hung up, she turned around on one heel and caught me peeping.

"Did you hear me?" Darcy asked. I nodded. Darcy groaned.

"Of course. Go figure. You would be the one to eavesdrop on mine and Eli's conversation. Whatever." Darcy said, not even blowing up on me for eavesdropping.

I decided it was a good enough time to ask Darcy something I needed to know.

"Where's Eli's been?" I asked. Darcy scoffed.

"Why do you wanna know? Do you even care?" Darcy asked. I sighed.

"Nope. I just wanna know. He hasn't been in school all week." I said. Darcy rolled her eyes.

"None of your business, Clare. Just stay out. Whatever happens with Eli is none of your damn business." Darcy said before plopping down on the sofa to watch television.

The sad thing is, a couple days ago I would have agreed with her.

But now that I know about Eli.. That I know what he's gone through, his secrets.

Of course I care.. Its my business now too.

Whether he knows it or not.


I don't know if you would call this a filler chapter or not, but either way it has big stuff happening. (: + I know many of you want Eli/Clare to happen and slowly that's happening. You just gotta give it time. It'll come.. Maybe. ;)