Sorry it's so incredibly short! I was having some major writer's block, but I have great ideas for future chapters! This is more of just a filler. So sorry that I kept you all waiting for this story, I've been spending a lot of time on my Ziley fic. Well, here you go!
If it wasn't obvious, my mom wasn't letting me go anywhere for a few days. I was going to get an X-ray tomorrow, so for now I was condemned to my bed. At least I had a tv in my room. Though I wasn't sure how many episodes of Full House I could watch. Did you know they play it all day long? All day. I pulled out my phone to change the ringtone. I had this tradition that whenever some big event happened, I picked a new ringtone. A change for me, a change for my phone. I had this thing where the phone takes your most listened to songs and chooses others you might like. I checked the music it suggested, and chuckled at how appropriate it was. The first option was "Pain" by Three Days Grace. The second option was "The Catalyst" by Linkin Park. my phone rang. It was Eli. That was a weird coincidence. In case any of you are wondering how the hell "The Catalyst" has anything to do with Eli, here's how. A "Catalyst" is something that causes an important event to happen. I'm on to you psychic phone. It was lunch time at Degrassi, so I assumed Eli had snuck away to use his phone. My finger hovered over the TALK button, but I found myself closing my phone and putting on my bedside table. I loved Eli, really, but I didn't want to hear him bragging about what he was going to do to Owen. In case you haven't noticed, I'm not big on revenge.
I was worried. Eli had almost gotten stabbed by Fitz last semester, and here he was, trying to get revenge again. What if Eli got hurt like I did? Or worse? I wouldn't be able to deal with it if something happened to him because of me. I considered calling Clare, explaining the situation, and begging for her to stop Eli. But I then remembered she hated us both. If I called her, she'd probably encourage Eli, just to get back at me. I needed some way to stop him, but I didn't see any options while my mom had me pretty much on house arrest.
I spent all day thinking; there wasn't much else to do. And I finally realized there was only one way to stop Eli form going through with whatever idiotic plan he had in mind, and getting hurt. I had to tell that I was Gracie. I had thought about it, and the only reason that I was beat up, and that Eli was doing all of this, was because everyone thought we were gay. If I told everyone the secret, then hopefully this would all just stop. I picked up my phone and called Eli, I had to tell him that he didn't have to do anything, I would tell everyone. I dialed the number, he didn't pick up. I sighed; I would call him after school, and explain. I was just hoping he didn't do anything before then.