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"word" flashbacks

Love is Forever

Summary: The pain was just too unbearable as I watched the girl I fell in love with, kiss the guy that I thought was my best friend.

Chapter 4: Love is Forever

I had exited the classroom to find Adam. I knew what I said was wrong, but damn, he pushed me over board. I tried to reason with him, but the little shit was being a little bit too much of ass about this. I found him walking around in the hallway. His head was hung low and his hands were shoved into his pockets. I placed a hand on his shoulder and he turned around. I taken a good look at him and noticed that he had unshed tears in his eyes.

"Adam. Look, I'm sorry about before." I said.

"Whatever man. Don't worry about it." Adam flashed me a smirk, and I said, "That's it?"

"Yup. Let's go to class." Adam brushed by me. I turned to him and sighed. I followed him to class and we sat down. For the rest of the period we were quiet. I thought that since I apologized we would be talking, but, psh, I was wrong.

The bell rung and we walked out.

I walked to my locker and I felt someone's arms around my waist.

"Hey Eli."

"Hey Clare."

I turned around and Clare got up on her tip toes, and kissed me. I found it really cute that she was shorter than I. I smirked and hugged her close to me. She said, "So what do you want to do today?" I said, "Well... we can go to my place." I backed her up against the locker, and watched her face turn red.

"A-and do what?"

Clare is so naive sometimes.

"Anything you want." I kissed her neck and she softly slapped my arm. I pulled away and laughed a little.

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Two hours had passed.

Clare and Adam didn't move from their seats. Clare had long since stopped crying. Her eyes were red and puffy, and she stared blankly at the floor. Adam got up and he walked to the soda machine. He got him and Clare something to drink. Adam walked back and he handed Clare a soda.

She took it with a small smile and opened the can.

As if she were dehydrated, Clare chugged the soda, and placed the almost empty can on the small table in front of her. Adam got up and he walked to the front desk. The lady behind the desk looked up and smiled. She said, "Can I help you?"

"Yeah. Two hours ago, a boy was pulled in here, is he out of the emergency room yet?"

"What is his name?" She asked.

"Eli Goldsworthy."

"Eli, Eli... um, I have an Elijah Goldsworthy."

"Yeah. That's him. Is he okay?" Adam asked, as he leaned forward, trying to get an answer from her. The nurse said, "He's been out for about ten minutes now. If you want to see him, his room is just down the hall here, and the last one on the left." She pointed through the doors. Adam nodded. He walked back, grasped Clare's arm and pulled her up.

"A-Adam?" Clare stammered.

Adam didn't answer her. They soon stood in front of a door. He said, "Clare... I know you probably want to talk to him alone. So I'll wait in the lobby okay?" Clare swallowed hard and watched Adam disappear back into the lobby.

She stood in front of the door and sighed heavily.

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The day had gone by quickly and I was a little bit too excited because Clare and I were going to be alone, in my house... ALONE. I walked to her locker, and waited patiently for Clare, but she didn't show up after five minutes. I pushed myself off the lockers and decided to go look for her.

"Fitz, please won't you just leave Eli and Adam alone?" I heard someone say.

"Why should I? The little emo bitch fucked with me, so he had this coming for a while." I was curious as to what this gorilla was talking about so I made it look like I was walking and I pretended to look startled, finding Fitz talking with my girlfriend.

"Speak of the devil." Fitz walked around Clare and I looked over at her.

She gave me a look, that same look saying "you promised". I wasn't intending on doing anything.

That is until the bastard socker punched my jaw. I stumbled back, listening to Clare screech. I held my jaw and groaned.

As much as I wanted to keep my promise, I couldn't. I wasn't going to let Fitz off that easily. I surprised him by punching him square in the face, I heard his nose break and I smirked in success, laughing as he held his nose that had blood pouring out of it.

I looked over at Clare and she glared at me, her arms crossed across her chest. I watched her blaze passed me and she turned around the corner. I followed after her and realized that she was already out the doors. Damn, she's quick. I ran out and grabbed her arm, and turned her around.

"Clare, what the hell?"

"Eli you promised you wouldn't do anything." Clare almost yelled.

I stood there, eyeing her in disbelief.

"You're seriously going to stand there, and tell me that I couldn't do anything, when you just saw what the hell just happened back there." I snapped. Clare looked down at the ground and I reached up and grasped her chin. I forced her to look up at me. She sighed.

"Eli... it was only going to cause more problems if you hit him back-

"Clare, do you realize what the fuck you're saying?"

"Eli stop cursing at me!" She snapped in anger, slapping my hand from her chin. I breathed heavily and looked down at her. She had unshed tears in her eyes and I swallowed hard. I said, "Clare don't cry please. I'm sorry okay."

"No! It's not okay." Clare sobbed.

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and she struggled to break free. Ha. Clare wasn't going to get away from me that easily. I held her tighter and she tried pushing away. Clare soon stopped struggling and I looked down at her. She looked up and I brushed the tears under her eyes away with my thumb.

Clare swallowed the lump in her throat and she said, "Eli. Please let me go." I blinked and soon let her free. She walked down the steps of the school, and I stood there dumbfounded, eyeing her as she left, not bothering to look back. I frowned and sat down on the steps, staring at the ground.

I fucked up...

again.

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"Eli...Eli please wake up."

"Eli."

I slowly opened my eyes, and looked at the blurred figure sitting down next to me. I squeezed my eyes shut then opened them, trying to clear my vision. The blurred figure soon came into clearing, and I eyed her.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"Hospital." She said.

"Oh." I muttered. I looked down at my bandaged arm and frowned. I can't believe that I lost control, especially to the point that I would put myself in the hospital. My thoughts were broken when I felt a pair of arms link around my waist. I looked down to find Clare looking up at me with glassy blue eyes. I wanted to say something, but she had burst into a series of sobbing.

"Eli. I'm- I'm so glad you're awake." She sobbed.

"It's not like I had fallen under a coma Clare." I said smugly. Clare looked up at me and she moved her body onto the bed. I watched her lay her head on my chest. I shifted my eyes and placed my arm around her waist. She said, "I was so scared."

Scared?

I licked my bottom lip and asked, "Why?" I knew that was a stupid question, but maybe I wanted to hear it from her. Clare looked up and said, "Eli... I almost lost you. I sat in the lobby for two hours, wondering if... if you did this because of me..." Clare's voice was softened, and she held my bandaged arm. I get it now.

"Clare... I didn't do this because of you..." I managed to say.

"Th-then why did you... why would you do this? Eli why?" Clare sat up and looked at me, she sobbed freely in front of me and I never felt so horrible in my entire fucking life. She bowed her head and I watched the sheets that I lay under become slightly soaked with her tears. She wasn't cry a river, but it was enough to damp the sheets. I reached up to touch her. I lifted her chin up and she stared at me with her red puffy eyes.

"Clare, please don't cry." I said.

"W-why not?" She stammered.

I brought her closer to me she lay on my lap, I opened my legs a little to give her more room. I said, "Because... I don't like to see you cry. Clare, I didn't do this because of you. It wasn't your fault. It was mine, so... please just... stop crying." I cupped her face and looked into her eyes. She licked her bottom lip. Clare closed the gap between us, and we were soon swapping spit on my hospital bed.

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Three days went by.

Three long ass fucking days.

Clare and I stopped talking since the day I cussed her out because of the Fitz problem that happened.

Adam had called me yesterday and screamed at me, calling me a dumb shit, and that I was stupid for what I did to Clare. We argued for about thirty minutes, and the only thing that really fucking confused me is when he told me that I should stay away from them. Yes, THEM. As in Clare and Adam. I didn't really fucking care about what he meant by that, so I slept a little bit calmly that night, and waited for what I was "excited to see" at school tomorrow.

I woke up the next morning... late.

I growled in frustration as I stumbled out of my room getting dressed. I stormed out of the house with my bag and keys in hand. I jumped into Morty and drove quickly to school. I looked at the time and realized I had just enough time to walk into my first period class, probably five minutes late. Ms. Dawes didn't seem to mind it these days.

I soon arrived in the Degrassi parking lot. I turned the ignition off and climbed out. I really had no idea why the fuck I was in such a hurry to get to school. It's only school... sigh. I opened the doors and as I made my way to my class, I saw the most... unbelievable thing.

"Adam... what the fuck!" I shouted.

Startled, he pulled away from Clare's mouth.

"E-Eli." Clare stammered.

"What. The. Fuck." I spat angrily.

"Eli, I thought Adam told you." Clare said. I tried not to laugh.

"Adam didn't fucking tell me shit! Enjoy the rest of your damn lives." I turned around and walked out of the school. I walked to Morty and tossed my things inside. I was so fucking pissed off that I didn't even hear Clare call out to me. I sat in the driver's side, clenching the steering wheel. I felt a pain in my chest. And this fucking pain hurt like hell.

I clenched the steering wheel tighter, and my knuckles turned white from the grip.

Before I could even think about what was going on around me, I had started to sob. Right now if a pig started fucking flying next to me, I wouldn't have cared enough to watch it. I was so pissed off. Pissed off to the point that I started to cry and sob heavily. Out of all the things Clare could do, she does this! With my fucking best friend!

I turned the ignition on and drove out of the parking lot. I wasn't really aware of where I was driving, I was just wanting to get the fuck out of here.

Away from the school.

Away from Adam.

And away from... Clare.

I ended up stopping at the park, and I only started to cry harder. The pain in my chest hurt. It hurt so much that I had trouble breathing. I got out of the car and started to throw things around, grabbing anything I could and tossing it, kicking it, breaking it.

I don't fucking get it.

I sat down on the hood of Morty and clenched my fists. I averted my gaze to the ground, where a broken piece of glass lies.

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I held Clare close to me after our little make out session. I felt kind of bad, because... I'm pretty sure she is still with... with Adam. I sighed and she looked up at me. Clare said, "Um, I think I'm going to go get Adam." I nodded and she slowly crawled off me. I watched as she disappeared from my room.

Clare walked into the lobby and stood looking around in confusion.

"Oh, excuse me Miss."

She turned to the nurse and the nurse waved for her to come to her. Clare walked up to the desk and the nurse said, "Um, the boy that was with you asked me to give this to you. He said that he had to leave." She handed Clare a folded piece of paper and Clare took it. She went to sit down in a chair and opened the folded note.

Clare,

I didn't want to tell you this before when you were upset, so I wrote it down before I could leave. I know you still love Eli. Hell, I can see it in your eyes, so I saved us both some time. I like you Clare, but not in that way, I know you just needed a shoulder to cry and I happened to be there. It did piss me off about what Eli did to you, but... he needs you more than ever, and I'm just in the way of everything.

Clare you're a great friend, so... just forgive Eli, and let's all have everything back to normal. Please...

Love always,

Adam.

P.S. Tell Eli I'll see him tomorrow, since I know that he won't be let out for a while, knowing that he's going to be on suicide watch or something.

Bye Clare...

Clare folded the note and licked her bottom lip. She sniffled and dabbed her eyes with her sleeve. Clare got up and put the note in her pocket.

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I was busy scanning through the T.V. channels, and I looked towards the door when I saw that Clare walked in. She sat down next to me and I asked, "Where's Adam?" Clare sat down on the bed and said, "He's um... he had to go. He said that he'll come see you tomorrow though." I placed a hand on her shoulder and I felt her quivering. I pinned my eyebrows together and Clare sniffled.

"Are you okay?" I asked, hoping I didn't do anything wrong again.

"I'm fine." Clare flashed me a smile.

"Everything is going to be okay now Eli. I promise." She hugged my waist and I hugged her in return. I let those words swim around in my head. I smiled to myself and Clare looked up at me, she kissed me, and smiled softly.

"Clare," I started to say, "I- I love you... I love you so much." I looked into her blue eyes, and she smiled.

Clare let out a small choked out sob and said, "I love you too, Eli."

With that, I kissed her again, and we both laid back on the hospital bed, holding each other.

End!

God, I haven't cried this hard since The Notebook -blows nose-. Anyway, before you start asking, yes I am going to post a sequel to this story, but it will probably be one very long one-shot, maybe a two-shot, I'm not sure yet. Anyway, leave me a review of what you think of this chapter, and if you want the upcoming short sequel!

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