A/N: Damn ! Hahaha lmao , it's been a while since I've update this hur story xD So, sorry about the crappines/lack of updation (Is that a word ?) I got rats a couple of days ago(Well, when this author's note was writen(; ) named Eli(mine , o' course ;D) and Clare(my braw's(; ) . xD On with the story(:

DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own the awesomeness that is Degrassi .

Clare's POV :D

Clare dismissed his lame excuse and focused on why she needed to talk to Eli. "Well, I was wondering what we should do about this."

It took a second for the man on the other end to reply. "What do you mean?"

"Well," Clare started, "I mean, like, is there anything you want to know about her? You only saw her half of the school year, and that was only for one period," She paused to wipe her tears. "I'll tell you whatever you want to know about her. And, what are we going to do about us?"

"I think..." Eli paused for a moment. "I think we should talk this out face to face."

Clare shook her head, then realized he couldn't see her do that. "No, I don't think that's a good idea. Maybe, we should just talk over-"

Eli stopped her, mid-sentence. "But, I'd like to see her room?"

"O-Okay, well, I'll text you the address. Bye," Clare quickly hung up the phone and brokedown. She had been holding in all her tears. Her world was crashing down around her, and there wasn't a thing she could do to stop it. Her only daughter dead, the father of her deceased child was the one who found her, unknowing that Elizabeth was his child, too. It was a lot to take in.

After Clare had recovered, she picked up her phone, carefully typed her address, and sent it to Eli. She slid the device into her pocket and walked over to the couch to sit down. Just as she did, her phone began to buzz, telling her Eli had replied.

That's not far. I'll be there in a few.

Clare clicked out of it. She stood up and began to straighten out the house. It wasn't very messy, but she had left a pizza box on the counter, the floors were a bit dusty, and the pillows on the couch weren't tidied. Clare started at the living room - the room everybody saw when they'd walk in. The 28 year-old fixed the thin blankets thrown over the couch and put the pillows back in place. She continued to make her way through the three bedroom house, checking the windows occasionally for a hearse to pull up.

She was at the last room - Elizabeth's room. Clare timidly pushed the door open and peeked in. It wasn't the first time she'd stepped foot in the room since her daughter's death - somebody had to feed her fish. Just as Clare placed her foot on the pink carpet, there was a knock on the door. As soon as the first knock was made, Clare could her her two dogs, Diesel and Luke, barking wildly.

She stepped back, closing the creaky door, and walked to the door. Peering out the peep-hole, she saw a head of black hair.

Eli.

A/n ; This was so short . I apologize . But, I woke up a few days ago with a Munro Chambers/Eli Goldsworthy obbsession xD & this came out (: