As fast as I could with a broken leg, I made my way to my locker. I curse under my breath at the third failed attempt at opening it. "Son of a-" my fist hit the locker hard making the hallway echo.

"Need some help?" Imogen said beside me.

I tried to breath through my anger as I nod. "Can you open my locker?" I tell her the combination.

She glances in my direction. "Shouldn't you be happy? The play's written. You did it." At her first attempt, the locker opens.

I ignore her and stand in front of my locker. I stare at it. It's neat and tidy. It's not me. It's everything I'm not. Tears form in my eyes making my vision gets blurry, and before I know it I'm grabbing and throwing everything in my locker on the floor.

Imogen watches with panic in her voice. "Eli, what's wrong?"

"EVERYTHING." I spit out the word through gritted teeth.

With worry in her eyes she speaks again."Maybe you should take those pills now..."

I glare at her. "Why? So I can be like she wants me to be? Like Jake?"

"Eli. Just... relax." She grabs my hand and holds it, making me feel almost instantly calmer.

I sigh and meet her eyes. Her warm brown eyes seem welcoming. She doesn't look at me like I'm a freak. She's actually trying to help me. Her hand guides me to sit on the floor next to her. We lean against the lockers. She lets go of my hand and finds a slightly crumpled up piece of paper sitting next to her. She smooths it out and hands me a pen.

I stare at it. "What do you want me to do?"

"Write Clare. Tell her everything your feeling." She looks at me encouragingly.

I continue to stare at the paper. I know if I look up at her, she'll see how weak I really am. "It won't do any good." I whisper.

"It'll make you feel better, Eli. I promise." She said calmly.

Taking a breath, I begin writing. What more could I lose?

Clare. The dot at the end of her name penetrates the paper. I hold the pen steady and continue. You're taking the easy way out. I know you love me. Being with Jake might be easier, but it isn't what's right and you know it. You are forgetting who you are. I never let you give up on your beliefs, even when I didn't agree with them. I love you Clare and I always will, and knowing you love me back deep down will just have to be enough I guess.

I think to myself, "It's not enough, Eli and you know it."I scratch out the last line and write another line underneath it.

I love you Clare and I always will, and I KNOW you love me back. It pisses me off to no end that you wont admit it to yourself. I wish I didn't love you, because it would make all of this easier. But unlike you, I'm not taking the easy way out. If you truly want to be with Jake over me, then I sincerely wish you two the best of luck. Sadly, I know you too well, Clare. I know you love me more. - Eli.

I hold on to the paper tight and find my way back on my feet. Silently, Imogen watches me with a worried eye as I slowly start walking to the doorway where I just saw her.

Outside in Jake's arms.

Next chapter is the twist/climax of the plot. I hope you like it. ^_^ Leave me loveeee 3