Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, sadly…

A/N: So, if this chapter reaches one hundred reviews… I shall give you a virtual cookie! It would really make my day, possibly more than one hundred would be nice :) So, here's chapter 3! Enjoy!

This story is inspired by the song Get Up, Get Up, Get Up by Barcelona.

Crawling on Ashes

Summary: It was, Clare rather thought now, those two last words—"even me"—that had sent her feet walking out of the room without her even realizing it. Was he so promiscuous? More importantly, was she really so undesirable?

Chapter 3

I sat in history, staring blankly at my test paper. I had gotten an "A" but my mind wasn't paying attention to this paper. I had my thoughts focused on him. I don't understand him. He used to be such a sweet person, now he's—he's a jerk! I looked up when the bell rang, signaling that class was over. I slowly gathered my things, and shoved my test paper into my binder, walking out quickly.

I made my way down the crowded hallway, stopping at my locker.

"How was history?" Adam asked me as I stood in front of my locker.

I smiled faintly at him and responded, "It was the same… how was Art?" I glanced up at him and he shrugged his shoulders.

"It was okay." He responded.

I nodded and opened my locker, tossing my history book inside. I glanced inside, trying to figure out what I needed next. I was so distracted, I couldn't remember my classes. I sighed in frustration and Adam stated, "Clare you have Algebra II next, remember?"

I blinked up at him, staring at him curiously, as if he were reading my thoughts. I smiled inwardly and grabbed my math book, and my binder, then shut my locker. Adam placed a hand on my shoulder and said, "I have to get to class early today, so I'll talk to you later?" I nodded and watched him walk around me.

I watched him leave, a pathetic look on my face.

Nonetheless, I walked down the hallway, and headed to my class that happened to be across the school. As I was making my way there, I was instantly pulled aside; I squeaked and stumbled into the empty classroom I was forced inside. I looked up and gasped, dropping my books on the floor.

"What are you doing?" I hissed.

I didn't get a response back from him, only got stared down at. I swallowed nervously and he only smirked and backed me up against the wall. I stammered, "E-Eli I should g-get to class." I walked around him, but he only reached out and grabbed my arm, forcing me to turn around and face him.

"You're not going anywhere Clare-bear." He purred.

I whimpered when my back came in contact with the wall again. The bell rang, signaling that class had started. I swallowed hard.

Eli smirked and he cupped my face, tracing his fingertips along my cheek, down my neck and in between the open zipper of my jacket. I moved to get away again, but he crushed his body over mine. I looked down, biting my bottom lip.

Eli lifted my chin, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Look at me." He ordered.

I shook my head and shrieked, feeling his fingers curl into my hair, and tug hard.

"Look. At. Me." Eli whispered harshly.

I complied, slowly opening my eyes to look into his dark green orbs. Those eyes that I used to love, since the moment we met. Eli cupped my face softly, and I swallowed nervously. I felt his knee move in between my legs and my eyes shot open. Eli had that stupid lopsided smirk planted on his face.

I clenched my jaw, trying my hardest not to let the small moan that threatened to spill from my lips when he continued to brush his knee back and forth against my center.

"Come on Clare, don't hold back." He whispered against my ear.

I shook my head, whimpering.

Eli removed his knee and reached down, shoving his hand into my loose pants. I gasped when his fingers moved teasingly up and down against me. He reached up with his free hand and cupped my breast. I stammered, "I-if you don't stop! I'll scream!" Eli scoffed.

"I like it when you scream."

I uncontrollably moaned when his fingers pressed against my clit.

"S-stop… please." I whimpered.

"Doesn't seem like you want me to stop Clare, you're getting wetter." Eli purred. I breathed heavily as his hand groped and squeezed my breast through my jacket, while his fingers teased my clit, occasionally he would push my panties to the side and ghost them over my hole. I didn't want to enjoy this. I only wanted my body to reject his ministrations, but it was too damn hard.

Eli pushed his fingers inside me and I let out a low moan.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Eli asked as he moved his hand inside my jacket, and under my shirt. He cradled my breast in his hand, and he kneaded and squeezed it, hard, making the tiniest moan fall from my lips again.

"Come on Clare, don't hold back." Eli whispered as he curled his fingers inside me.

"N-no… I won't give in—ahh!" I cried out. My legs became weak the second he pushed his fingers deeper inside me, rubbing against my spot. Eli smirked and he pulled his fingers out, and removed his hand from my breast. I breathed heavily, slouching against the wall. He brought his fingers up to his lips and sucked them into his mouth.

I bit my bottom lip, and instantly blushed. Eli smirked and he swooped down and crushed his lips over mine. I didn't respond, only clenched my jaw and pressed my lips to a line. Eli pulled away and gazed into my eyes.

"Forcing your mouth shut Clare? That's not very nice." Eli stated.

"I'm not going to let you win, you're such a jerk." I whimpered. Eli snorted and smirked, as if he found this funny. Knowing him, he probably did. He leaned down and kissed me again, only this time it was more calm, more… inviting. Eli's mouth moved over mine, his tongue traced my bottom lip and he wrapped his arms around my waist.

I kept my mouth shut, not tightly closed though. Eli pushed his tongue into my mouth, but I didn't respond when the muscle ran over mine. Eli pressed his body onto mine, and held my hips. He continued to kiss me, trying to get me to respond. I soon gave in, reaching up and cupping the nape of his neck.

My tongue moved against his and Eli let out a small moan.

Our tongues wrestled for dominance, with Eli winning of course. He pulled away, leaving a chain of saliva connecting our lips. Eli kissed me again and whispered, "Wait a few minutes after I leave, wouldn't want people suspecting anything."

"Ha, and you don't think they're suspecting something now since we're BOTH not in class." I stated obviously.

"Don't get smart with me Edwards; you don't know what I'm capable of." Eli smirked.

I scoffed and shoved his chest, pushing him away from me. I walked out of the classroom after gathering my things from the floor. I headed to my Algebra II class, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. I knocked on the door, after turning the knob, realizing that the door was locked. Coach Armstrong walked to the door and noticed that I had tears in my eyes.

He stepped outside the classroom.

"Is something wrong Miss. Edwards?" He asked.

I shook my head, and choke on a sob.

"I-I'm just n-not feeling well. I was in the bathroom this entire time… I just walked over here to-to ask if I could go call my mom and have her come pick me up." I choked on a sob again and Coach Armstrong's face softened. He nodded and said, "I'll give you a pass."

He walked inside the classroom and I sniffled and let out a shaky breath. Coach Armstrong walked out of the classroom, holding a small yellow post it. I took it and thanked him quietly. He walked back inside the classroom and I turned on the balls of my feet. Just as I was making my way to the front office, I bumped into someone.

"S-sorry." I stammered.

"Where is little Clare-bear going?"

I ignored the voice and walked to the front desk.

I got the lady's attention and she smiled at me.

"Can I use the phone to call my mom please?" I asked.

"Sure honey, just dial nine first." She smiled.

I returned the smile, and quickly dialed the number. I felt someone's presence close to me and I turned my head just slightly so I could see who was standing next to me. It was none other than, Elijah Goldsworthy. I swear this boy is like a lost puppy. Everywhere I look, he's there! I mentally growled.

"Hello?"

"Mom, it's Clare… can you please come get me." I begged.

"Is everything alright Clare? Are you okay?" She asked frantically.

I choke on a sob and soon responded, "I-I'm fine, but please… come get me." My mom said okay and the line went dead. I put the phone back on the base and I turned to Eli, watching as he leaned over the counter sideways. I started to walk away and he reached out, grabbing my hand, turning me around. I glanced up at him with tear glazed eyes.

"I'll come by and check on you after school Clare bear," He leaned in whispering, "You can't hide from me."

Eli let me go and I bolted out of the school, walking down the steps, sitting on the last one. I cried heavily, wondering what it is I've done to deserve this kind of treatment from Eli. He really used to be such a nice boy; now he's just… he's just an asshole! It didn't take my mom long to pull up in front of the school.

I got up and climbed into the passenger side.

"Clare, Clare honey what's wrong?" She asked.

I sighed shakily and said, "Just take me home, please…"

Mom didn't say anything; she only nodded and started to drive away from the school.

The bell rang, and Adam quickly made his way to Clare's locker. He frowned realizing that she wasn't there. He pressed his lips to a line, and shrugged it off. Adam decided to wait; around the corner Eli made his way to his locker and twisted the combination into the lock.

"Do you happen to know where Clare is?" Adam asked.

"Hell if I know, I don't keep a tracking device on that bitch." Eli responded with a shrug.

Adam's lip twitched and he stood next to Eli asking, "What did you call her?"

Eli glanced over at the angered boy standing next to him.

He shut his locker and stood facing him now. Adam glared down at Eli.

"I called her a bitch." He repeated. Adam's instincts kicked in, and his fist came in contact with Eli's face. Eli stumbled back and held his jaw; the corner of his mouth had a small amount of blood spilling through. A crowd started to form around the two. Eli shook his head and he smirked saying, "I'm not going to waste my time with you…"

He turned around leaving Adam angered. Adam looked at the crowd that formed around him, they whispered a few words and he shouted, "What the hell are you guys looking at? There's nothing to see here!"

They all flinched and started walking again.

Adam rubbed his knuckles and sighed heavily.

"I'm going to make you pay Eli… you just wait and see." Adam muttered to himself as he opened his locker and shoved his unneeded books inside.

End of chapter 3

Okay first things first, this story is supposed to confuse you. First Eli turned Clare down, now he's tormenting her, there's a reason for this, and you guys will FLIP OUT when you find out. But yeah, aside from that, reviews would be nice! Lots of reviews will make my day! Anyway, that's all I had to say!

Goodbye for now!