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I'm half asleep while typing this out X_X a little upset that some idiot called me a fagg*t. That pissed me off. So to get rid of my depression and anger because of cruel, immature people, I decided to write a new chapter.

The story is somewhat close to an ending, about 3-5 more chapters the least. I do not and will not own Degrassi.


He wouldn't answer his phone. He wouldn't even respond to the banging on his front door. He was avoiding her and it really hurts. All she really wanted to do was to comfort him. The hurt in his eyes when he looked at her break her heart and when he finally lost it and kissed her…she was very disappointed and scared for his well-being. She sat down on his front step and shivered from the coldness. A few snowflakes fell from the cloudy blue sky and onto her head, but she shook them off.

She reached for her cell phone and once again he didn't call or send her any messages saying he was alright at the very least.

Eli, I'm worried about you. You know that I will always be here for you. I hate seeing you like this. I feel helpless. Please tell me what I could do to help you.

-Clare

Clare looked around her surroundings watching many people passed her by giving her strange looks. Clare just rolled her bright blue eyes at them. People these days always had something to stare at.

The cold didn't really bother her much, but she doesn't like to be freezing in a place like this. This weather just screamed 'Flu' season, but she didn't care. Eli was in obvious pain and she wouldn't rest till he's alright.

The afternoon sky turned into dusk as the wind picked up and by now Clare was very cold. Snow covered her body. She felt herself about to cry at the pain. Her insides froze over and she sneezed.

That was when she finally heard a small noise inside the apartment. It jerked her back into her cold reality. The noise sounded like someone tripped over something. She heard a few loud swearing words from behind the door.

Clare reached for her cell once more, feeling really desperate. Her hands trembled. She had one miss message from her mother, asking where she was.

She hurried and texted her that she was at Ali's before texting Eli once more. She felt little hope to get his attention. He needed some time alone maybe, but she wouldn't leave this spot. The thin jacket that she wore hugged her small body frame.

Are you okay? You know I'm here. –Clare

Within a few minutes she received a reply, after waiting for hours for him to talk to her. Relief came over her, but it was replaced with horror and shock.

What do you care for? You're not here. You don't care for me. Stop with all those lies for always being here for me….after all you will leave me behind just like she did. –Eli

She felt disheartened.

His text was so painful and showed his emotional struggle. The kiss earlier wasn't because he liked her. It was a very desperate way to get away from the pain he been dealing with lately. Knowing it was a girl that done this to him broken her heart even more.

He doesn't deserve to be treated like this. Clare felt like something was being hidden from her. Something very important on why he was acting this way. Clare felt something warm rolling down her blue eyes as she struggled to keep her sobs quiet.

The desperate kiss meant something to Clare. Behind the desperate was the warmth and smoothing. It actually made her very light-headed.

She liked him.

She was falling in love with a broken man and it was too late for her to stop herself. Knowing that he's in pain was killing her.

I'm your friend. I do have a right to worry and care for you. I understand that you need time to think, but remember I will always be here waiting…for you if you need someone to listen. I'm always going to be here. I don't have much proof. It's your choice to believe in me. I…I hate seeing you like this. Happy early Christmas Eve.

-Clare

Just like that her cell slipped from her cold hand. It hit the hard concrete from below. She felt herself spinning. Headache and chest pains washed over her as she hissed in pain. She leaned forward, tears rolling down her eyes. A cough left her pale lips with another sneeze. She closed her eyes, wanting this pain to go away.

The door behind her opened wide with a jerk.

"Clare!" She heard his voice clear as day before she saw nothing but black. She felt herself falling into a silent abyss.

o.o.o

Dusk came night as Eli rushed Clare to the hospital. He was horrified. It looked like Clare had been waiting for him hours in the cold. He felt ashamed and guilt washed over him. It was his fault that Clare was like this. He was told that he had to stay in the waiting room while the doctor's checked what was really wrong with her.

Depression once again settled within him. Everyone that he ever cared for was being ripped way from him.

The text that he told Clare came haunted his mind once more. He was right. She was leaving him just like Julia left him. He thought bitterly.

He pushed back his negative thoughts just as Helen, Glen and Jake rushed into the waiting room worried. Helen was in tears as Glen tried his best to comfort him. Jake looked like he wish to be somewhere else than being here and that angered Eli.

He gathered up his courage and went greet Clare's parents. Helen barely remembered him from the Halloween crap.

"What happened to my baby?" She cried. Eli felt even guiltier.

"I don't know. When I opened my door she was passed out at my doorstep, so I rushed her here."

Helen blinked away her tears.

"Why was she at your house?" She wondered quietly, before her voice turned angry.

"It's your fault that she's in there." Helen sneered at him. She then tried to leap to hit him or punish him for anyway, but Glen held her back.

"It wasn't his fault, dear. Please calm down. Everything going to be alright." He comforted Helen. She calm down within a few minutes but she refuse to even look at Eli.

She blamed him.

She had every right to blame him for this.

Something inside his heart wrenched.

He…cared for Clare.

His thoughts betrayed him as the door opened to the hospital hallways, revealing the doctor. He has a very grim expression on his face.

"Eli Goldsworthy?"

Eli nodded his head.

"Miss. Edwards is going to be alright but she's suffering from a mild case of…." He drowned him out. She's alright. Something tugged on his heartstrings.

"Can I see her?"

The doctor shook his head annoyed at the fact that Eli didn't listen to him.

"Not at this moment. She needs allot of rest to recover." He muttered under his breath he left the waiting room.