Missing Clare
- I DO NOT own Degrassi. Just a T.V.
Chapter 7: "If we breathe for one another, they will never seperate us."
Nobody's POV:
Bianca knew what was happening. "No, Eli, as much as you wanna believe that, you and I both know. She's.. She's gone."
Bianca's words cut him like a knife. He didn't want to believe it, he didn't want to believe it. They sat there on the couch for a while, when Eli's doorbell rang. He quickly stood up, as Bianca did, and walked over to the door, slowely opening it.
Bianca walked over to the door, just as Eli was turning the knob. He stared, mouth gaping, at the sight infront of him. He was absolutely breathless.
"Eli.." A soft, broken voice called.
Bianca watched as Eli pulled the girl into a hug. For a few minutes, nobody moved. Nobody said a word. The only sound was their breathing, and the pitter-patter of the light rain hitting the windows. Feelings were everywhere, emotions were all mixed. Finally, Bianca cleared her throat, and Eli pulled away from the girl.
"Clare.." He stared in amazement. Clare noticed Bianca then, and got wide-eyed. "Eli, im so sorry, was a interrupting something? I didn't realize you two were-"
Eli chuckled, "No, Clare, me and Bianca are not together. It's a long story, we'll have to explain it. But first, we have to call the police, and your mom. You have to tell us everything that happened, ok?" He hadn't realized he was crying, as Clare was, until he felt a tear fall from his face.
These tears, he wasn't sure what kind they were. Happy tears? Because Clare was ok? Or nervous tears, because of what could have happened to Clare? He was kind of scared to here her story, actually, and this made his stomache turn.
"Right," Clare managed to say, looking apolligetically at Bianca. Bianca smiled at the girl, quite surprised that she was okay, and got away from Fitz. "Im happy the saint is okay, but right now we have to get the po-po here, and I have to go.. But, I hope your okay, Clare. And Eli, we should hang out sometime, away from the trouble of my life."
Eli nodded, understanding that Bianca didn't want another run-in with the cops. Bianca patted Clare's shoulder, then walked out of the door.
Police cars and Ambulances surrounded the Edwards household, and Eli sat at Clare's diningroom table, head in hands, cheeks stained with tears. The police were just in the other room, "interviewing" Clare about the kidnapping. Nurses surrounded her, checking to make sure she was okay. But obviously, she wasn't okay. Yes, she had bruises, and a sprained ankle, but she was also hurt, mentally. Fitz had scarred her. What he'd done, what Clare let him do, would stay with her forever. There was no escaping reality, she'd been raped, and there was nothing in the world that could change this, or make it any less painful.
"Eli?" Eli looked to the left, to see Jake Martins leaning against the counter. "Hey, man, I think you should probably catch some Z's, Im heading out now, do you need a ride? You look in no condition to be driving."
Eli smirked a little, but the frown soon showed up again. "Thanks, dude, but I'll be fine. If you see Clare tomorrow morning, could you ask her to call me?"
"Yeah, no problem. And thanks, for getting her here safe." Jake and Eli exchanged akward daps, and Eli walked out into the cold rain, getting into Morty.
He sat there for a while, unable to move. This all seemed like his fault. If only he hadn't put Fitz in jail, he wouldn't have wanted any revenge. If only, he'd listened to Clare, and backed off, nobody would be hurt. If only, he hadn't went crazy, and let Clare go..
If only.
He was lost in thought, until he heard a tap at his window. He rolled it down, to reveal a smiling Mrs. Edwards.
"Hey, Eli, I just wanted to say, thank you so much for getting Clare here, and helping out alot. Clare is in a hard place right now, with the divorce, the kidnapping, and my re-marriage, but I knew somehow, you'd be there for her. Your a good friend, Eli. She appreciates it."
This made Eli smile, and he realized that he was doing whatever he could to help Clare. "Thanks," Mrs. Edwards walked back to the house, and Eli started up his car. On his way home, his phone starting going off.
Adam- "Hey, man, what happened? Clare's back? Is she okay?
Eli- "Yeah, she's doing okay, meet me at my house at 10:30, thats 15 minutes, and I'll explain."
Adam- "Alright, see you later."
Eli hung up the phone, just as he pulled into his driveway.
Short chapter, I know. It sucks. Whatever. It'll make sense later. But, the next one will be the last chapter, might write a sequel, if I get over 25 reviews. So, review please ! :] xoxo, Jadasophea