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Everybody Screams: Chapter seven- Run
"Thanks…" Clare muttered as Drew held the door open for her, the both of them inside a deserted Dot. It was morning, the time they should be in school but they decided to both ditch since Clare got into a fight with Imogen and Drew wanted to get her a victory coffee to help her calm down. They both had just entered the Dot and Drew was leading Clare to the booth, he sliding into one side of the leathered booth and Clare on the other.
"What will it be?" They both looked up to see a Dot employee. She seemed extremely bored and was chewing on gum. He long blonde hair was pulled back in a side pony tail and her green eyes seemed dull and tired. She was wearing a black Dot shirt and dark denim jeans.
"Just a black coffee." Drew said before nodding towards Clare to order something.
"A hot chocolate will be fine, please." Clare said before the woman nodded and walked back to the counter to retrieve their drinks, but not before giving them odd looks. They were both still in their Degrassi uniforms and Clare's hair was still a mess, and dry blood was on her cheek. She gave Drew a sheepish smile before standing up, "I'm going to wash up a bit, make myself look not like a deranged mess." She said and Drew chuckled and nodded before she walked off to the bathroom, passing the woman who was carrying their drinks.
Clare entered the empty bathroom and glared at her reflection. Her hair was in a cinnamon colored mess and the cut on her cheek had stopped bleeding but the dry blood caked her cheek, and she pulled her pants down slightly on the side to see a dark bruise covering her hip. "Great…" She muttered to herself sarcastically, "Just another bruise to add to the list…" She said while lifting up her shirt to see the large bruise that covered her torso, which was less dark and some what smaller that she obtained from her so called 'Mother'. She sighed before dropping her shirt back over her and turning on the water, cupping her hands and filling them with the warm liquid before throwing it in her face a few times while scrubbing off the dry blood. After she was done with that she ran her hands threw her hair a few times before it looked presentable, the red cut on her cheek standing out against her pale complexion.
After deeming herself presentable, she hurried out of the bathroom and back to the booth to see Drew sitting there, sipping at his coffee with her hot chocolate sitting in front of him also. She slid back into the booth and gave an apologetic smile, "Sorry…" She muttered and he cracked her a grin.
"Why? You have nothing to be sorry about." He said while pushing her drink to her and her smiling in return before picking it up and taking a sip. "But… What did Imogen say exactly to make you so angry back at school?" He asked cautiously yet curiously.
Her eyes glazed over and she took a deep breath before saying, "She called Bianca a boiler room bitch and me a wannabe slut, and that I am only trying to act like Bianca to get Eli back. But that wasn't true at all! And… I dunno… I guess I just snapped…" She said and sighed. "I don't want to have to punch someone who was mean to me to get my anger out, but what she said just really bothered me for some reason. Am I really acting like a slut?" She asked, and looked up at Drew innocently.
He gave a humorless chuckle before shaking his head, "Honestly? A slut? No. Crazy?" He said and he watched her as she waited for his answer, "A little bit…" He said while giving her a large smile to show he was somewhat joking and for her to roll her eyes and give a short laugh, the sound like music to Drew's ears.
"Oh and you aren't?" She questioned.
He thought for a minute before frowning, "I guess I am… I mean I cheated on Alli with Bianca right?" He said and she gave a sad sigh.
"Don't beat yourself over something like that! As cheesy as it sounds everyone makes mistakes, and I don't care if you're the president of the United States or a high school student." She said, trying to comfort him, "Yeah, it was stupid, but you will make worse ones." She said and he rolled his eyes.
"Gee, thanks…" He muttered before asking, "Have… you made mistakes that big before?" He asked and she sighed.
"I don't know…" She said honestly, "I'm not sure if all this drinking is a mistake or if it's making it easier. I mean, I must've done something wrong for my parents to get divorced right?" She asked seriously as Drew looked at her in disbelief.
"You cannot blame yourself over that!" He said, raising his voice slightly, "It was your parents fault and their fault only. What would give you an idea like that?" He asked, surprised as his dark blue eyes eyed the girl carefully as if looking for hints.
"Well…" She said before quickly muttering, "That's what my Mom tells me." She said and Drew once again sighed before reaching across the booth and taking her small, fragile hand in his, her hands covered in a fingerless glove. He looked her in the eye before whispering, "Then your Mom is obviously crazy." He said and she softly chuckled, "That is so not you fault." He whispered, causing her to smile widely at him.
"Thanks Drew…" She said, "But why are you being so nice to me? I mean, I am best friends with your ex (Bianca), ex-best friends with your other ex (Alli) and brother (Adam), and I just a screw up." She said as he winced, pain entering his blue orbs.
"Clare…" He said softly, gripping her hand tighter, "You are not a screw up. Everyone goes though hard times and it's even harder when you're alone, so, I volunteer to help you through it." He said proudly causing Clare to laugh and give him another warm smile before muttering a, "Thanks." And whispering to soft for him to hear, "But you have no idea what your getting in to."
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Clare was smiling widely as she jogged up the steps to her house. She had a great time with Drew earlier that day at the Dot and was still feeling bubbly warm about it. It almost felt like old times to her, like all her internal pain was gone at the second, but that soon ended as she opened her front door leading to her house. She opened the door and kicked off her shoes and turned around only to be pushed up against the door, closing it with a loud 'slam!'.
"Why the hell are you here?" Clare looked up to the angry face of her Mother, Helen. Her medium length dull brown hair was in a mess from hands going through it and her dark brown eyes seemed tired yet fierce. Her make up was done perfectly but her lips seemed swollen from something or someone sucking on them. She was wearing a skimpy black tank top and hooker shorts. Her tan skin covered in make up and some wrinkles exposed on her tan skin.
Clare turned her head to look over her Mother's shoulder to see a man in his mid twenties sitting on the couch. His long black hair that fell messily to his chin was greasy and his dark hazel eyes hungrily scanned Clare as Clare gulped nervously. He was wearing a tight black shirt and jean cut offs. In his hand was a beer bottle and the belt on his shorts were undone. He looked gross, disgusting and dirty and Clare was uncomfortable under his heavy gaze from the way he hungrily scanned Clare's body as if she were a toy. "I live here." Clare answered simply as her Mother glared at her before releasing her.
"If you keep up your attitude like that you won't for long." Her Mother threatened with ease before turning back to the young man on the couch and saying, "Luke, I'm going upstairs to take a shower and freshen up before we leave for the bar. Be back in a minute." And jogged half way up the stairs before glaring at Clare and saying, "Don't cause any trouble down there." And strutting the rest of the way up the stairs. Out of anger Clare flipped off her Mother to the back and childishly stuck out her tongue, and froze when she heard the booming laughter to the man on the couch.
"Why don't you come take a seat over here Hun?" He asked while licking his lips after the shower upstairs was heard being turned on and Clare gave him a dirt look before turning towards the stairs, but once again froze when she heard him get up and stomp over to her, grabbing her roughly around the waist and pushing her back into the wall by the door. "I said why don't you take a seat over there." He growled into her ear, "And now you are going to be punished for disobeying my orders." He threatened as Clare shook and tried to yank out of his grasp.
'What did I do to deserve this?' Clare thought helplessly as she felt his fist collide into her stomach, hurting ten times worse then her Mom's, 'First my Mom and now her boyfriend?' She thought helplessly as she violently couched as he kneed her in the stomach again, and then he did something that shocked Clare to all ends. He kissed her. She tried her best to push him off of her but she was trapped against the wall. He shoved his tongue into her mouth and throat, and Clare did her best not to gag. He began groping her body while roughly grinding his hips against hers and pulling her pants off of her, while doing the same to his but Clare elbowed him in the stomach, shocking him and causing him to pull back and Clare used that opportunity to slip out the door next to her, and ran out of the house.
"Get back here you bitch!" She heard him yell from the house, but she just ignored him and continued down her house's pathway, only in her Degrassi polo, tan pants, fingerless gloves and socks, no shoes. Tears streaked her face as she thought of what almost happened. She was almost raped. She was violated and could still feel his tongue in her mouth, his hands over her body, and his hips against hers. Her torso hurt more then before and she felt the bruise once again swelling, covering up her whole stomach and the one on her hip increasing from the way her grinded her. She spit to the ground next to her as she continued running, attempting to get the taste of his mouth out of hers with no such luck and having no idea where to go as she continued running on the hard pavement.
Her feet carried her to the park where she sat under a large oak tree and buried her head into her knees and sobbed, her arms wrapped around her legs. The sun beamed down on her since it was only the middle of the day, but at the time she didn't care who saw her. The lush grass formed around her and a few people passed her, but none stopped to ask her if she was okay and Clare was fine with that, she didn't want to talk to anybody anyways.
Clare's life felt like a human train wreck that was once on track but slowly ventured off the trail. After her and Eli's break up everything began to go down hill and she felt more alone then ever. Not only does she have to suffer from her parents divorce and her Mother drinking and hitting her, she has to deal with cutting, self hatred, and the men her Mother brings home. Of course the men had tried fooling with her before, but none had tried to rape her before. Clare shook at the thought of what would've happened if she wasn't able to get away, spitting into the ground once again as her silent sobs racked her body, making her stomach hurt worse.
She knew she didn't want to go back home, whether her Mom and that guy was there or not. She knew that he would say something about her daughter being rude and as soon as her Mother would see her she'd beat her more then any time before. She knew she could go to Bianca's but she already has to deal with the cyber stalker, she wouldn't want to push her problems onto her also. Alli was out of the question and Eli was defiantly out of the question, especially since she just got into a fight with his girlfriend earlier the same day. And then suddenly an idea hit her.
What about…?
He wouldn't mind… would he?
Deciding it was better then nothing, Clare pushed herself off the ground and began walking towards the only place she could think of. By now the sun had set and it was eight a clock pm, the moon above her head and the stars hidden by the clouds. She had sat under that tree and cried for hours, letting out all the emotions she had been keeping in. It made her feel better.
Clare took one last deep breath before continuing her way to the one place that came to mind of thinking of 'safe' and she had no idea why.
A/N: Did you guys see the new Degrassi episode last night? I love Adam and Jordan Todosey plays him perfectly! Sorry about my little outburst there... anyways... ahem, I updated a little earlier then normal because I couldn't wait to get the chapter out! 'I wonder where Clare is going to go?' is what your thinking I bet, but don't lie to yourself because I know you know that you already know! Sorry again... I kind of hyper right now... ANYwhore (Haha, gotta love Ray William Johnson) Thanks to my AMAZING reviewers, MusicLover333, blueberry24, xxbabygirl15xx, WaitCait705, CrazyLlama, munrolover10, watchmebreakwatchmefall, and Deena! AND a SPECIAL thanks to WaitCait705, Deena, and xxbabygirl15xx who has reviewed almost EVERY single one of my chapters! I love you all! Thanks for reading and and please review! :))))
