Author's Note: wooo! i was waiting for a certain person to review before i continue because i love them (: a couple things: yes there will be more drama. ALOT more drama. the reason why i say this book is a little unrealistic is because SO MUCH drama happens to her, but idk if that's soo different. and no, clare nor adam will be in this book. sorry ): anyway, this has got to be one of my favorite chapters. its kinda like a WOOOOW thats lame chapter, but bear with me(:

Things went back to normal. As normal as things could get for me. I needed some time to get over Spinner, but I eventually did.

I finally felt like a normal teen. Eli and I were head over heels in love and KC was my best friend. I was even going to the school dance with Eli, despite his complaints.

We drove to the dance in Eli's car. He got out and opened the door for me. "Once again, you look beautiful," he murmured against my ear and I smiled.

Eli and I walked into the school gym. "Look what I got," Eli said, pulling a canteen out of his pocket. He opened it and chugged some. "Want some?"

"Is that...vodka?" I asked, smelling it.

"Maybe," he smirked.

I lowered it away from my mouth. "No, thanks,"

KC came over to us. "Hey guys, what's up?"

"Nothing yet," Eli giggled. He was buzzed. Greeeat.

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Once Eli actually was drunk, the dance wasnt that much fun. "So why did you decide to get drunk at the dance?" I asked.

"Cause these things are no fun, so I lightened the mood,"

We were standing against the wall, talking. Eli was trying to keep his eyes open.

"Eli, you're nineteen. Put the vodka away," I hissed.

He chugged some more. "Lighten up,"

"I'm gonna be over there," I said, pushing off of the wall.

"With who? Your new boyfriend, KC?"

I spun around to look at him. "KC? Uhm, no, Eli, he's my best friend,"

"So you say,"

"You know what - just go off and get drunk. Dont talk to me for the rest of the night and I'm not driving home with you. Call me when you're done being pathetic and when you're sober," I stormed off.

I know it was harsh to say that, but KC really was my crutch. I loved Eli with all of my heart and I'd choose him over anyone and anything, but KC understood me in a way Eli didnt. Eli had been through some pretty rough shit in his life, but he wasnt in the same boat as I was. I needed KC almost as much as I needed Eli, but he couldnt understand that. He was drunk, though, but you say what you mean when you're drunk. You say what you're too scared to say when you're sober.

A few songs later, KC came up to me. "Julia, you have to go get Eli...now,"

"Why? We got into a fight,"

"He's on the roof," KC told me.

"And?"

"And he's on the roof, drunk and upset. Sound good?"

"He wouldnt," I mouthed.

"Dont you wanna be sure?"

I stood up, panicked, and ran to the door that leads to the roof. I slammed into Fitz. "Hey where are you going?"

"To find Eli,"

"Oh yeah, I heard Emo boy was on the roof. Uh-oh," he laughed.

"You know I'd much rather have it be you up there, Fitz. You're scum and a loser and you really have no purpose to life. You're a walking desease,"

I didnt feel bad about saying it. I wanted to find Eli and Fitz deserved it. He's hurt me enough.

I ran up the stairs to the roof and looked around. "Eli!" I screamed.

He wasnt near the edge. He was just standing in the middle looking at the sky, vodka canteen at his feet. I ran to him.

"Jules, I'm sorry," he balance swayed a bit and he put his hands on my hips to steady himself.

"Me, too," I laughed. We kissed and I pulled back, wrinkling my nose - his breath smelled terrible. "Maybe a mint first?"

He laughed.

I opened my purse to grab one.

"Aw, isnt that cute?" Fitz's voice boomed over the roof.

"Fitz," I sighed and looked up.

Eli pulled me behind him. "He has a knife," he breathed.

I looked at Fitz. He was walking towards us, grimace on his face, blade in his hand. I swallowed. "Fitz, please,"

"Shut up, whore!"

Eli pulled me into his arms and held me close. A plan came to me. I just hoped Eli was drunk enough not to believe me.

"Get away from me!" I yelled and pushed myself away from Eli. Both Fitz and Eli looked at me confused. I walked over to Fitz with my hands up. "Fitz," I whispered. "I'm sorry. You were right. You're better than he is. He's nothing to me," I lied.

Fitz bit him lip, then smirked. "I told you so," he didnt move the hand with the knife, but he opened his other arm. "Come here, baby, Fitzy will make it all better,"

I took a deep breath, staring at the knife. I didnt want to risk him killing me.

"I wouldnt hurt you, Jules, I'm gonna make everything better. This is for emo-boy,"

I swallowed and walked forward. He took me in his one arm and pulled me tight against him, his lips crushing mine. I remembered what it was like to kiss him and he was still just as bad at it. I kissed him back, taking my arm from around his next and sliding it down his chest. I felt him smile against me lips.

I grabbed the hand with the knife in it and tried to get it away from Fitz. We struggled for it, roughly.

Time stood still for a few minutes. It all went in slow motion. I yanked in the same direction he pulled and the blade slit my cheek. It hit me with so much pressure, that I spun around and flew to the ground, my cheek ripped open.

"Julia!" Eli yelled. I felt him cradle me against his legs as I tried to sit up.

"You must both think I'm really stupid to think I wouldnt have another weapon on me,"

I stayed gasping against Eli's legs when I heard the "click" of a gun. I sat up fast and spun around as Eli stood up, prepared to help me up, but when he saw Fitz, he just stood there shocked.

My cheek was aching and I could feel it bleedy. My salty tears rushed into it, making it burn.

"Fitz, dont. I'm not worth it," I said.

"Yes you are," Eli argued. "Julia, you're beautiful and funny and smart and whenever I see you, I have to smile and you're warm and soft and I dont know what I would do if I lost you and you were my first and you're mine and I'm yours and you're everything to me. You're my life and I love you,"

Fitz pulled the trigger.

I felt a giant gaping hole tear through my chest and I couldnt breath. I gasped for air, my sobs becoming erratic. My chest began aching and I felt like I was gonna die.

"What did I do?" Fitz whispered.

"YOU FUCKING SHOT HIM!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and crawled over to him. His shoulder was bleeding heavily and fast. I put my hands against his wound and pushed, his blooding still finding its way out between my fingers. My dress and arms and hands were covered in blood, both his and mine.

I heard another loud shot and I looked behind me, only to see Fitz lying on the ground, his brains...everywhere. I turned back towards Eli, trying not to puke. His eyes threaten to close. "Eli, no! Please! You cant do this. You're all I have, you cant die on me. Please, Eli," I sobbed, pushing harder and hader against his shoulder.

I faintly heard the sounds of an ambulance and I didnt bother to look around, but all of a sudden, me and Eli were surrounded by people. They pryed me away from him and then many people were surrounding him and I couldnt see.

Someone had me by my arms and they were taking me towards the door to the roof. I couldnt get the image of Eli out of my mind.

"Julia!" I heard KC yell when we got out front of the school. He ran under the yellow tape, despite the police officer yelling at him. When he came to me, the paramedic that had me warned him, but I yanked away from him and threw my arms around KC's neck, sobbing uncontrollably into his shoulder. He held me tightly. "I heard gunshots when I was coming up to check on you and Eli, that's when I called them," he whispered in my ear.

I was beyond control, still just sobbing uncontrobally into his shoulder.

auhtor's note: i was gonna keep going but I thought i'd leave you guys with a cliff hanger. is eli okay? yeah i know it was totally unrealistic that any of this would happen, but whatevass. its a fanfic. ~le shrug. Reviews would be nice.