Omg! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in like two and a half weeks! I had so much school work to do and we're planning this big party for my sister and...omg I'm so sorry! Please don't hate me! Just read, review, and enjoy! :D AND REVIEW!

Eli's POV

The cup with the ipecac for Fitz sat on the table. As I waited for Fitz, Jillian came over to me, on the arm of John.

"Heyy duuuude!" They slurred in unison.

I turned around and looked annoyed at the two disheveled teens, "You guys drank too much!" I stated simply.

"Are you kidding me?" Jillian laughed, "I didn't drink enough!" She then looked curiously at the spiked drink on the table, "Hey what's this?" She picked it up and put it to her lips.

"No! Jillian! Don't drink that!" I yelled at her, "That's poison!" She didn't listen to me. She just laughed and threw the drink back. A few seconds went by, and the next thing I knew, Jillian had that sick look on her face. She bent down and spewed vomit all over the floor. "I told you not to drink that!" I scolded her. Jillian stared straight ahead and her face went completely blank. "Jillian?" No answer. Jillian's face turned a sickly purple, and then she clutched her chest, "Ahhhh!" She collapsed to the ground and fell unconscious. "JILLIAN!" I yelled out.

"Uh…is this bad?" John asked stupidly.

"Somebody help!" I screamed.

Suddenly, I looked behind me and saw Fitz. Fitz stood in the corner smirking, with his arms crossed, "I always knew she was a stupid bitch."

I jolted up in my bed and looked anxiously around the dark room. Once again, it had just been a nightmare. This was just about the umpteenth nightmare I've had, yet it still didn't fail to leave me shaking uncontrollably. I looked over at the clock.

5:30 am

I sighed and threw my head back onto the pillow. I began to remember all the things that had happened before I fell asleep. Mom was trying to talk to Jillian and the next thing I knew, Jillian and I were yelling at each other and I said a lot of things I shouldn't have said. But most importantly, I wanted to make sure Jillian was ok now. I grabbed my blanket and pillow and walked out into the hallway. I tiptoed over to Jillian's door, which was cracked open a bit. I pushed open the door and slowly walked into her room. It was dark and I couldn't really see that well. I couldn't really see Jillian in the bed that well…or really at all. I slowly crept up to the side of her bed and ran my hand over the sheets. Then, my heart jumped in my chest when I didn't feel Jillian. I ran over to the lamp on her desk and turned it on. Now I could see the bed, which was uncovered and empty. I ran to the bathroom to see if she was in there, but she wasn't there either. "Jillian?" I whispered. No answer. I search the entire house for her, upstairs and down. She still wasn't there. I ran back downstairs and kept searching. I became more and more panicked. The sunlight began to creep into the living room, as I desperately tried to find her. I was worried because I knew that Jillian was not this good of a hider. "Jillian, this isn't funny!" I called in a panicked tone, "Please just come out!" I looked for her, until 7:30 am, when I heard Cece and Bullfrog come down the stairs.

"Eli, what are you doing up so early?" My mom asked me.

"It's Jillian….." I panted, "She's not here!"

Bullfrog raised an eyebrow at me, "What do mean she's not here?"

"I mean….SHE'S. NOT. HERE!" I clarified, "Jillian is not in the house! Jillian Goldsworthy has left the building!"

"That's nonsense." Cece laughed, "Jillian is upstairs sleeping." She gave me a concerned look, "Do we need to take you to your therapist early today?"

"No! Mom, she's actually not here!" I said, "Go see for yourself!" Cece cocked her head to the side, and then ran up the stairs, "Jillian?" My mom called, "Jillybean wake up! It's time for school!" Then I hear a loud gasp as Cece came flying downstairs, "Oh my god! Bullfrog, she's not in bed!"

"Wait….." I thought for a second, and then I opened the door and ran outside. I looked at the driveway and realized that Jillian's car was missing as well. I saw a red glimmer of something where her car had been parked. I walked over and picked it up. It was Jillian's "J" choker. I ran back inside to find mom and dad frantically searching the house, just like I had been 5 minutes ago.

"Jillian?" My mom called.

"Jill?" Bullfrog followed her, "This isn't funny! You're gonna be late for school!"

"Baby-girl?"

Bullfrog turned around to face Cece, "We gotta check the house for broken door hinges. Someone may have broken in and….."

"Oh no!" Cece cried, "You don't think someone actually came in and kidnapped her? We would have woken up, RIGHT?"

"Guys!" They both turned to face me. I held up her choker in my hand, "Jillian's car is missing."

Cece and Bullfrog grew silent and looked at me, surprised. "You mean…..she ran away?" Cece said with confusion clear on her face.

"Well actually," Bullfrog corrected her, "She drove away."

I reassured them, "Look, if Jillian wasn't kidnapped or anything, it's probably not a big deal. She's just being a drama queen again. Watch, any minute now she's gonna burst through that door."

"But….." Cece shook her head, "I don't understand. Why would she just take off like that?"

"Well," I nervously bit my lip, "Jillian and I sorta had a fight last night."

Bullfrog looked curiously at me, "About…?"

"It's not important." I told him, "But I was pretty rough on her…and I said some things I shouldn't have said."

"Well, I'm gonna start calling her friends to see who she's with." My mom ran into the kitchen.

"Look," Bullfrog told me, "Go ahead and get ready for school. Don't worry about your sister, ok?"

I nodded and went up the stairs to shower. They'll find her. I thought to myself, Just like I said earlier, she's just being a drama queen. I bet when I get home, she's gonna be there. As a matter of fact, I bet she's already at school. Everything's gonna be ok. I attempted to comfort myself. I've got nothing to worry about.

As I emptied my books into my locker, I scanned the hallways for Jillian.

"Hey Eli." Clare came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. She looked at me strangely when I didn't respond, "Is something wrong."

I turned to her and sighed, "I'm sorry. I've just been up all night looking for Jillian."

Clare gave me a confused look, "Looking for her? Where is she?"

"Well," I shrugged, "She kinda…disappeared."

"Disappeared?"

I walked down the hallway with Clare, "She snuck out last night. I know because this morning, her car wasn't in the driveway." I pulled her choker necklace out of my back pocket.

"Oh wow…." Clare looked at me concerned, "do you have any idea where she went?"

"No….." I sighed, "But chances are she's just playing around. I mean, I'm probably gonna get home today and find her convertible blocking the front of the driveway like it always is. Then I'm gonna go inside and find her sitting on the couch with a bottle of beer, watching South Park."

"I hope so." Clare smiled, "And speaking of parking, you owe me a driving lesson one of these days."

I smirked, "That's right. Tomorrow morning, we hit the road." Clare laughed.

Will Eli Goldsworthy come down to the office? The loud speaker sounded, Eli Goldsworthy to the office.

Clare and I looked at each other, confused. "Well, I guess I better go down there."

"Ok, see ya."

I leaned in towards Clare, about to kiss her, but then a teacher passed by and gave us a dirty look. We both rolled our eyes, "See ya, Clare." I walked down the hallway to Mr. Simpson's office. Mr. Simpson saw me and waved me in, "Eli."

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Yes, Eli." He stood up from his desk and walked over to me, "Your parents need you home right now. It's an emergency."

"Did they say what the emergency was?" I asked, already knowing what it probably was, yet praying that it wasn't what I was thinking it was about.

"Um…." He tapped his foot, nervously, "You should probably just go home."

"Ok…..uh, yeah." I slowly walked out of Simpson's office, "I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Simpson."

I pulled my hearse into the driveway with ease, considering Jillian's car wasn't there to block it. I ran inside and found my dad on the phone and my mom frantically pacing around. "Mom, what is it?" I asked, "Why did you want me home?"

Cece's head jerked up, having just realized that I was home, "Oh, Eli! There you are!" She ran over to me.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Jillian….." she said, "No one has seen or heard from her. I called all of her friends from Degrassi AND Chives. She's not even answering her cellphone!"

"Mom, Jillian's got to be somewhere. Maybe you missed someone…." I suggested.

Cece shook her head, "I called everyone. Even that John boy. He said, 'Sorry, duuuude. I don't know where she is.' Bullfrog has been on the phone with the police all morning. So far, they have nothing."

I couldn't believe Cece at first, "Are….are you sure?"

"Sweetie….the police don't lie." I was speechless. I slowly turned around and sat down on the couch, not saying a word. Cece came over and sat down next to me. She ran her fingers through my hair, "Oh, baby-boy, I'm sorry. I'm just as upset as you. The police are good…..they'll find her. I know it."

"There's no reason to be upset." I said matter of factly, "Jillian isn't missing."

"Eli, look the police said that…" Cece started.

"NO SHE'S NOT!" I pounded my fists on the coffee table. Cece jumped up, slightly startled. "She's not missing! This all just a trick! She's can't be missing! She just CAN'T!"

"Eli…." My mom put her hand on my shoulder in an attempt to calm me down.

I swatted her hand away, "I gotta go to se Jessi now. We have an appointment." Before my mom could say anything else, I grabbed my car keys and stormed out the door.

"Hello Eli." Jessi greeted me, "How's everything been going?"

I shrugged, "Ok….I guess." I sat down on the couch next to her.

"Ok, that's good." Jessi flipped through her notepad and looked at yesterday's notes, "So what were we talking about yesterday?"

"Um….I was telling you about….Jillian's bulimia."

"Oh yeah, here we are." Jessi pointed to her notepad, "You never told me the rest of that story."

"Well, it's a long story." I told her, "But I'll tell you the rest if you want."

"Please do." Jessi said, readying her pen.

"Ok….." I sat back and took a deep breath and began to spill:

It had been two weeks, since Jillian came home to visit. Cece was setting the kitchen table for when she would come home tonight for the weekend. I heard Bullfrog's car pull up in the driveway.

"Oh, she's home!" My mom said happily. Bullfrog walked through the door with Jillian and Cece immediately ran over and tackled her into a hug. "Aw, Jillybean, we've missed you so much!"

"Hi mom." Jillian smiled

"Hey, Jill." I greeted her. I noticed something different about her…..I couldn't quite put my finger on it at first. But as Jillian and I talked, I knew what was different: she was a little bit thinner than last time I saw her. I didn't think that could be it, because I never thought Jillian could be any thinner, considering how thin she was to start out with. But as I studied her carefully, that seemed to be the case.

*Ding!*

"Oh, the casserole's done!" Cece exclaimed, "Come on, guys." She motioned us into the kitchen.

"So Jillian," I asked her as we followed Cece, "how have the presidential elections been going? I heard everyone hates Amanda now and no one's gonna vote for her."

Jillian smiled slightly, "Oh yeah, I've definitely got a lead."

"Good." I smirked, as we sat down, "That bitch deserves it, for what she said about you."

"Ok, guys," Cece smiled putting the casserole down on the table, "dig in!" Naturally, Bullfrog and I went at it, fighting each other for the spoon. "Calm down, boys," Cece laughed, "there's plenty for all of you." Once I had enough on my plate, I looked over at Jillian and noticed that she didn't get any yet.

"Oh here, Jill." I spooned some out onto her plate.

"Oh yeah…." She said, looking strangely uneasy, "um, thanks." I dug into my food and scarfed down about two plates. I looked over at Jillian and noticed that she wasn't eating. Instead she just kinda moved the pieces around on her plate.

"Hey, Jill, aren't you going to eat?"

She looked up at me, "Huh? Oh….yeah. I'm eating." I gave her a suspicious look. To prove her point, she picked up a tiny noodle with her fork and took a bite. I watched her closely, as she slowly swallowed it.

"Are you ok?" I asked her.

"Who? ME?" Jillian said, "Of course. I'm great." She forced a smile, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Just checking." I told her as I went back to eating. Every now and then, I would peek at her out of the corner of my eye and watched as she moved the pieces of food around on the plate, but not one piece went in her mouth.

The next morning, when Jillian came downstairs, I was already up eating breakfast. Cece had made chocolate chip pancakes, since it was Jillian's favorite. Jillian walked into the kitchen in her silky camisole and PJ shorts. "Oh, good morning, Jill." Cece greeted her, "Did you sleep well?"

"Mmm hmmm…." She answered groggily.

"How many pancakes do you want?" Cece asked her.

Jillian looked down and shuffled her feet, "Oh….um, actually, I'm….not hungry."

"What do mean you're not hungry?" She asked, "It's your favorite, silly-billy."

"I'm ok." Jillian said, "Besides, Julia and I were planning on spending the day at the mall today, so we're gonna be pigging out all day."

Cece laughed, "Ok, baby. Just make sure you save some room for tonight. We're going out to Little Miss Steaks for dinner."

Jillian forced out a little giggle, "Fun…."

"Is she ok?" I asked Cece, when Jillian left the kitchen, "She's been acting weirdly ever since she got home."

"I don't know…." Cece shrugged, "I mean, if anyone knows what's going on with your sister, I would think it's you."

"Well I don't and I'm a little worried about her."

"Aw don't worry, baby-boy," Cece reassured me, "she's probably just nervous because of elections. Trust me, she's fine."

That night at the restaurant, Jillian was still acting strangely. She didn't even touch her spaghetti and instead, she just drank, like, 50 glasses of water. "Jillian, you can't just chug water all night." I told her, "You need to eat something."

"I'm not hungry," she said, "Julia and I ate so much at the mall, I feel like puking."

"I told you not to fill up on junk food." Cece laughed, "But it is your special weekend."

When we got home from the restaurant, I was sitting on my bed listening to Dead Hand with my, as Jillian calls them, 'giganto-phones'. She always teases me that I had these big headphones and always asked why I didn't use iPod earphones like a normal person. Suddenly, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I looked at the caller I.D.

Julia.

I smirked and picked up the phone, "Hey baby."

"Hi Eli." I could almost hear her smiling through the phone.

That beautiful voice of hers…..I remember it so vividly…

I choked. Jessi put her pen down and gave me a concerned look, "Are you ok?"

"Yeah," I sighed, "I'm fine….I just…."

"I know how upsetting it is to remember a loved one." She said, sympathetically, "You don't have to go on."

I shook my head, "No, no. I'm good now. I'll continue."

Jessi smiled and put her pen back to her paper.

"How are you?" I asked her.

"I'm good…just wanted to talk to my sexy man." She giggled.

"Well, the sexy man is ready to talk…and is alone." I said, suggestively.

Julia giggled, "Hott."

"So, how was your girls' day out?" I smirked, "You guys better not have had TOO much fun."

"Oh you know, we just shopped around and looked at some cute things."

"You better be talking about clothes." We both laughed.

"Actually, Eli….I did want to ask you something. Is Jillian…..ok?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Well…." Julia explained, "It's just that today, she didn't wanna eat anything. Even when I got a funnel cake….with CHOCOLATE SAUCE! I ended up eating the whole thing and looking like a fatty! Anyway, when we went to go look at clothing, she didn't wanna try anything on. Every time we found a cute or sexy outfit, she didn't wanna put it on."

"Why not?"

"She said it wouldn't fit her and that she didn't wanna embarrass herself….and then she started looking in the plus sizes! And then there were a bunch of fat ladies giving us dirty looks!"

"Wow….that's really weird." I said, "Jillian said that you guys ate a lot though."

"Yeah, maybe I did, but unless you count a jillion cups of water as food, then I don't think so."

"You know, she HAS been acting weird." I admitted.

"And also, has she gotten thinner?" She asked. I guess I was right.

"Yeah! I noticed that too. Julia, what do you think's wrong?"

"Beats the shit out of MY ass." She chuckled, "You're her brother."

"I know, and I feel like a TERRIBLE brother not knowing what's going on with her."

"Look," she reasoned, "we're probably over thinking this. Chances are she's just nervous about something."

"Well, she does have the presidential elections." I said.

"There we go." Julia pointed out, "She's probably fine."

"You're right." I smiled, "Thanks, Julia."

"Anytime, boo." She made a kissing noise through the phone, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." I said, blowing a kiss back into the phone.

"And…..and then….." I tried to go on, but I couldn't take it anymore. Talking about Jillian so much was killing me. I began to worry about whether or not they found Jillian yet. Would they ever find her?

"Eli…..?" Jessi looked at me concerned.

"I…I'm sorry. Can we just….not talk about that right now?"

"Ok….." Jessi nodded, "Um, so what would you like to talk about?" I shrugged. "Ok….well let's see." Jessi thought, "How's the hoarding problem?"

"It's better." I said, "Um…Clare's ben helping me clean my room. I'm not collecting as much garbage."

"That's very good, Eli. I'm glad you're making progress." I smiled at her compliment. Jessi tapped her pen against her chin to try and think of other things to say, "Now….how about that thing that happened at your school dance? Your dad mentioned that on the phone with me."

"Oh right…." I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, "That." Another thing I still didn't feel comfortable talking about. I went on to explain about Fitz and how he would try to bully me and how he and my sister began fighting when she first came to Degrassi. I told her about the ipecac and how Fitz almost stabbed Jillian and then me. I also mentioned that Jillian had been drinking that night, and that was why she couldn't defend herself. "I was so scared….." I told her in a shaky voice, "I keep having these terrible nightmares that Fitz kills Jillian and there's nothing I can do about it…I wake up and almost every night now, I end up sleeping on the floor outside of Jillian's room. Because I'm afraid that if I don't…" My hands shook violently, as I made a futile effort to process more words.

"Eli." Jessi came closer to me and held my hands steady, "It's alright. Nothing bad is gonna happen to your sister."

I snapped my head up to her. I couldn't take this anymore…..

"You just don't GET IT!" I yelled, "SOMETHING BAD ALREADY DID HAPPEN!" Jessi looked quizzically at me as tears began to flow out of my eyes, "Jillian is missing. Last night, I went into her room, like always, and she wasn't there. My parents and I searched the entire house…..we couldn't find her. We looked everywhere…..we called all her friends. We even called the police. Nothing."

I continued to cry and Jessi put her arm around me in comfort, "Oh gosh, Eli, I'm sorry. That's terrible."

"What if they don't find her." I said, "What if I never see her again and it's all my fault?"

"It's not your fault, dear."

"Yes it is," I said, "Jillian and I were fighting last night. I called her some really bad things and I told her that I wished that I never saved her life. Then just like that….she was gone." I took a deep, shaky breath, "It's just like what happened with Julia…I never got a chance to tell her I'm sorry and that I love her." I pounded my fists on my lap, suddenly becoming enraged, "WHY DO I HURT PEOPLE LIKE THIS? WHY! I ALWAYS SCREW EVERYTHING UP! I DON'T DESERVE A SECOND CHANCE! I'M SUCH AN FREAKING ASSHOLE!"

"Eli, it's ok." Jessi said, "You didn't do anything wrong. I bet they'll find her." Jessi pulled me into her arms for comfort, "It's alright…it's gonna be ok."

I sat at my desk up in my room all night with my laptop open. I needed something to distract me. I had been working on a story for this compilation called Gothic Tales. I really wanted to get something published, but I had total writer's block. My mind was still preoccupied on Jillian. I shook the thoughts from my head and began to write.

Once upon a time…..

I deleted that phrase immediately and gave myself a good slap across the face. Really, Eli? I thought, Once upon a freaking time? Once upon my ASS! I couldn't believe that was even the first thing that came to mind. I took a deep breath and began again.

It was a dark and dreary night…..

Ok, now this was ridiculous. If I could only think up stupid clichés, I was never going to get this done. I thought that maybe I wouldn't focus on the beginning. I just needed to think up ideas. What would make a horror story more interesting?

A ROMANTIC horror!

It suddenly came to me. I began to type.

The hero will be...

I sat back and thought for a second...

Malcolm; a dark, brooding sort of character. Maybe I'll have him drive a hearse…

And then his lover is someone…..innocent. Someone beautiful and pure. I'll name her Rachel, because that's the second most innocent sounding name that I know, right under…..

I smirked to myself when I realized where I was going with this. But hey, the best stories are written, based off of real life, aren't they? This was getting good. And the best part was, my mind was totally preoccupied from…

I glared at the laptop screen. Then I continued to type.

Also in this story, Malcolm has a sister…Rarity. She hates his guts and eventually runs away from him, so she can meet guys. This is easy for her, because she is very beautiful and they guys always act like horny pigs around her.

I smirked again, a bit sinisterly this time. I looked again at what I had written so far. As soon as I could turn this brain dump into a story, and give it a title, this would probably be the best thing I've ever written.