I don't own degrassi or any of the characters but I am working on a plan to make Daniel Clark my love slave so far that plan isn't working so well for me but anyway on with the story

I entered my house my vision clouded by rage and realization. I love Manny she my saving grace my truth without exception but I wasn't sure I could keep sharing her with him. My anger driven thoughts were intercepted by my angel's ring tone on my phone. I slowed my breathing and answered the phone.

She was crying and babbling about HIM and bruises and deranged people. I didn't understand the words but the meaning was beyond clear she needed me. It dawned on me that as much as she was the opposite of Ellie in a way she was the same. They both had the need to hurt themselves. Ellie hurt her self physically. Manny's need for pain was emotional. While Elle's scars laced her body. Manny's laced her heart and soul. I wanted to help her just like I helped Ellie but not for the same reason. I wanted to help Ellie because no one else would. I wanted to help Manny because she didn't need me but I needed her and she helped me so it was time to return the favor and all thoughts of ever living without my candy coated partially broken princess were gone.

I rushed to her and found her a rambling, crying mass of running mascara and trembling body parts. Even in the dark I can see the bruises forming on her shoulders from where he grabbed her. Anger surged through every part of me even parts I didn't know could feel anger. I wanted to maim him hurt him beyond repair. I wanted even more for her to smile to laugh to kiss me to take my anger away so I wouldn't have to feel these feelings. I was being selfish and unfair but I didn't know how to deal with this. Didn't know how to go about this. I couldn't beat him up and I couldn't keep her away from him. I didn't know how to go about this. All I knew is that he was hurting the person I loved and I wouldn't stand for that. I held her while she cried and comforted her until she was calm enough and then I spoke to her "Baby, we can't let him do this to you anymore I think it's time you leave him"

She looked shocked at first but her look softened and she smiled the moonbeam sunlight smile the one that could light the corners of a dark room. "You're right Sean I need to leave him. But he's crazy what if he hurts me or worse you I may deserve it for staying so long but if you get hurt I'll fall apart I'll die and I can't deal with that." My turn to smile and I flippantly replied "It take a whole lot more then Craig to hurt me" I embraced her in a hug that promised her a thousand things. I promised her forever, I promised her protection, and I promised her relief, and above all I promised her love.

"I love you" she purred in my ear and there were more emotions and promises in those three words then in any document ever written. " Let's get out of here please" she pleaded with me. I was reluctant. There was this salty sour lemon ball of doubt in the pit of my stomach, there was a forever dread lingering in my every atom of my being. When I looked at her Hershey tinted eyes glistening with emotion and unshed tears I couldn't tell her no so out we went. She wanted to go somewhere quiet so we went to the ravine. Everyone had cleared out for the night leaving the place looking like a graveyard for beer cans and broken dreams. It's hard to imagine anyone wanting to be here with people slobbering and pawing at you but to each there own I guess. With the embodiment of beauty standing among the litter it almost seemed a worthy sight to behold.

We settled on a picnic table cuddled as close to me as she could get with out actually climbing into my clothes with em. It amazed me how her body fit so perfectly next to mine. It seemed as though we were to pieces of a puzzle that had been lost and finally reunited. She shivered slightly and I noticed her attire. A short pair of red cheerleading shorts and a black tank top. Not exactly the kind of attire made for a fall night in Canada. I slipped off my hoodie and helped her into it. She was so cute as she pulled the collar to her nose and inhaled my scent. Her soft taffy thick and whisky smooth voice invaded my head and the surrounding air. "I love the way you smell like clean laundry and soap, like sunshine and lemonade, like summer, like carnivals and beaches. Then there a smell that so uniquely you that I know you near just by the smell" she laughed then a sound that closely resembled chirping birds and flute music. I snuggled closer to her in the hope that if I got close enough that we would become one and then we'd never have to be apart. She twisted to face me and looked in my eyes. I could see the growing of flowers and baby laughs I could see true love and warm summer days I could see my past and out future all converge in her eyes.

We stayed in that position until the sky started to get pinker and we began to walk back to my bike we walked shoulder to shoulder like this Siamese love oddity that none could tell apart let alone separate. I took her home and dropped her off. I lost my self in that good bye kiss and it was the most amazing kiss ever it held all out yesterdays in it and all of our tomorrows. It had had the forever love we had promised each other and the never of knowing we never wanted to part. Our entire relationship was in that one kiss. We played out our lives in that kiss. And it gave us something to cling to.

I wish that I could say that I didn't have a feeling that this would be the last kiss we ever shared but somewhere deep within the pits of my darkness I knew that this was it so it better be good and it was but it was also goodbye.

I stayed with her until she feel asleep then I crept from her window. I had this eternal battle going on with my head and my heart. My head knew what I had to do but my heart screamed and begged and pleaded for me to reconsider because taking on Craig was about as crazy as he was becoming. Looking for a fight was never good but it had to be done right?

I had this battle all the way back to my house. I opened the door to my apartment and when I did the smile that I had faded from my face because before stood Craig. He Looked normal until you got to his eyes were red and had the appearance of a psychopaths eyes right before the kill. He had look of a predator before the hunt. They were scary enough to strike fear in the heart of almost anyone but I wasn't almost anyone. If he wanted what I had then he'd have to fight me for it. Knowing this didn't make it right or easy it just made it a fact. So I readied my body and steadied my breathing this would be the fight of my life or for it depending on the out come.