I Do NOT Own Degrassi

I know I have Brotherly Love to update. But I just LOVE this story. I love writing for it. It's so different from what I ever wrote before. It's real and dark and has no limits. So this will be my first priority. I still will update Brotherly Love every week and start updating Wedding Planner but my main focus is this story. Thanks all who are reviewing and subscribing

Thanks to my betta Zephyr Hearts =) She is amazing!

Clare POV

The bell chimed as a crowd of people walked in. I groaned to myself. So much work so little time. I walked over to their table and put on a fake smile.

"Hello, my name is Clare. What can I get for you?" I asked sweetly.

The four men looked at me with hunger and I flinched. I hated these customers. They revolted me; which is ironic considering the place I work at…

"I'll have the steak with potatoes, sweetheart." He smiled at me and I smiled back. He winked at me and all of a sudden I felt like just leaving the diner. My feet grounded to the floor, as if to keep me from sprinting away.

"We'll have the same thing." the other man ordered. I nodded as my hand scribbled down their orders.

"Any drinks?"

"Water." They answered in unison.

I walked away and gave the paper to Earl, the cook. Every Wednesday, Thursday, and Sunday I work as a waitress in this crappy dinner. I hated it but it was something I had to do. You may wonder why I don't just work as a waitress and end my other job, well the answer is simple. The waitress job doesn't pay well, at all. It was obvious considering they were the only ones who would hire someone who dropped out of high school. My other job paid me much better but with more consequences. At first I tried my best to pay off my bills as a waitress but it was impossible. When I accepted my other job the bills were paid and I had enough money to drop the rat hole we lived in and move to a bad yet better place. But I don't want to quit my job as a waitress and work as a prostitute. I want to hold on to something that makes me feel… normal. Working as a waitress is the only thing I have that for just a moment make me think, 'hey it's all a bad dream'. And I clutch and hold onto anything that makes me forget about my true life.

ELI POV

I stared at the wooden door. Should I knock? Does he know I'm coming? Does he even know who I am? Is 'he' even a 'he'? I ran my fingers through my hair before I knocked on the hard wooden door. I heard rustling coming from behind and a low thump. I frowned. Who the hell am I going to be living with?

The door slammed open and I met brown eyes. "Hello. Are you Elijah?" The guy muttered.

"It's Eli. Sup." I nodded. I looked him over…or her? He was dressed like a guy that was for sure but his face did not quite match. He had feminine features. For example his nose, looked like it belonged in a girl. My eyes roamed to his chest. It was flat. Guess it's a boy.

"Come in. I'm Adam by the way." He stepped aside and I walked in. his house wasn't the best I've ever seen but much better than the old dump I used to live in. The walls were old but not ripping apart like my old home. The floors were permanently dirty with a few brown stains yet no mold was on the tile like I came used to see.

"Not bad." I complimented

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Really? Well let me show you your room." He walked to the back of the small apartment and I trailed after him. He opened a small door that creaked slightly. The room was a creamy white, with a one door closet in the back. The bed had white sheets that were neatly folded on the mattress.

"Better than the rat hole back home."

He chuckled. "Yea. I'll let you get settled. "With that he left and closed the door behind him. I looked around the room. It was actually much better than I imagined. I tossed my black bag to the floor and sprawled on the bed. Everything was good. Well almost everything.

I walked over to the bag and unzipped it. A smile spread across my lips when I caught a glimpse of the one thing that was missing. It was the injection. I rolled up my sleeve and pressed the cold needle against my vein. My breathing picked up as my heart beat increased. I was getting excited.

I shot the needle into my vein and the world turned blurry. I struggled to keep my eyes open as the thick liquid traveled through my body. The room spun around and I moaned. Suddenly my back hit the floor and I smiled. What a nice feeling. What a very nice feeling.

My world turned black.

"Eli?" I groaned. My hands rubbed my eyes as I struggled to sit up. The joints in my back cracked as I turned my torso. "Are you okay?" Adam called out.

"Y-yeah j-just give me a second." I gripped the beds headboard and lifted myself up. I stumbled as the room sun and spun around. I shut my eyes together and carefully walked to the door. I struggled to unlock the door. My fingers fumbled with the lock, finally I threw the door open.

Adam stared at me with worried eyes. "Are you okay man? You look like shit."

"Jee thanks." I mumbled. He frowned at me as a groan escaped my parted lips.

"Listen I got no food so I was wondering if you'd like to go out and eat."

"You don't-

"I want to." He cut in. a warm smile spread across his lips. "Ready?"

I rolled my eyes and nodded.

The bell chimed as I stepped inside. The winter cold breeze left my face pink. I cupped my hands together and placed them against my mouth, to blow air and make them warm.

Adam led me to the far back corner of the dinner. We sat down and I stared across at him.

"They have the yummiest coconut cream pie here."

I nodded my head and scanned the menu for food. "What will you have?"

Adam looked up and smiled. "Hamburger. Going with the classic. And u?"

I shrugged. "Hamburger to I guess."

It got silent.

"So." I started. "How do you know my drug dealer?" I whispered.

His eyebrows scrunched together. "We go way back."

I cocked an eyebrow.

"My boss is friends with him. So I kind of had to associate with him."

"Ah. What kind of job are you in?"

He shrugged. "I'd rather not discuss it. I'm sorry. I feel bad that I know your whole situation yet I won't tell you mine."

"Don't worry about it. You're giving me your home and I have no right to know your life story."

He smiled in appreciation.

Suddenly I saw a pair of legs standing in front of our table.

Clare POV

"Hello, my name is Clare. What can I get for you?" I asked with fake happiness.

The two men looked up at me. One was a man who looked childish if not feminine. Cute overall. But not really my type. Yet he looked decent so I know I wouldn't have that much problems with him.

"Hamburger and fries. Extra cheese please." He handed me the menu.

I smiled and took the menu. I turned around to take the order from the man next to him. His green hazel eyes took my breath away. I could feel my eyes burning into his and I quickly tried to recover. I closed my mouth: which I did not know was opened, and asked for his order.

"The same." He responded. I smiled sheepishly and tucked a loose strand of hair behind me ear. I turned around and headed back to the kitchen.

Eli POV

I continued to stare after her as she walked away. I swallowed as I watched her long tan legs move away. Her hips swayed side to side, she walked as if trying to get people's attention but in reality that was just the way she was.

"Ahem." Adam coughed

I snapped my head to him and cocked an eyebrow. "Yea?"

He laughed. "You seemed to like her. Why not ask her out?"

"I don't date girls." I answered coldly.

His eyes widened. "Oh you mean…I'm totally cool with that. Don't worry I-

I laughed. "I'm not gay. I just don't have relationships with girls. We mainly fuck each other and never speak again." I explained. "Saves them from getting hurt."

He nodded. "Oh I see. Well that sucks. Because she seemed to think you're cute too."

"I know. But everyone does."

He rolled his eyes. "One day with you and I already know you're smug."

I laughed. Suddenly the blue eyed girl reappeared and set our plates down. She left without a word and I tried my best not to stare after her. We devoured our food and ate in silence. Suddenly Adams phone began to ring.

"Hello." He said through mouthful of food.

"Okay. Meet you there." He shut his phone and took out his wallet. 'Here. Sorry but my boss called and you know how that is." He smiled sheepishly.

"A little too well." He smiled again before sprinting out the door.

I sighed and ate the rest of my food alone

I walked out the dinner and made my way to my old care my druggy stole for me. I jumped inside and began to drive outside the parking lot when I saw a women huddling herself. I frowned as my car got closer and closer. The woman was hugging her chest in a pathetic way to keep warm.

When my car drove passed her I saw her face. It was the waitress.

Clare POV

Fuck! My car broke down and I HAVE to get home to Mason. His baby sitter had to leave to work at exactly 9:30and its 9:23 right now. What the hell am I going to do?

"Need a ride?" a husky voice ask. I swallow nervously and my hand searched for the pepper spray in my bag. Where is it?

"Miss?" the voice asks again.

I swallow and cock my head to the side.

I meet green eyes. It was the man from the dinner.

"Yes." I my lips answered without thinking.

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