A/N:This chapter is for everybody who reviewed and has stuck with me in this story and never left because of how dark it is! *cries* I love you guys! Anyway *clears throat* there will be alternating POV's in this chapter, but most of it will be centered on Eli. I love writing in his POV, makes me all giggly on the inside X3
It's hard to believe that this story is coming to an end pretty soon D; I'm going to try and post longer chapters so I can get more into the story, I'm not going to have over 35 chapters for this story, so yeah.
Well anyway, enough ranting, here you guys are, chapter 17!
Chapter Seventeen-
"More Pieces of us fall"
To much was cluttering my mind. The fact that "X" had my Clare at this very moment made me want to blow my head off. He could be raping her or something. But how could I even get to her? I'm locked up in this gruesome place. Every where in this room was either sealed off or impunctured with metal or REALLY strong nails.
Bullfrog and CeCe stood talking with the doctors. Trying to think of the best thing for my problem. Because-Well, since Clare was the only reason for me to even still be alive. Because I would've killed myself in the past. And the strange thing is, is that I have no urges. No cutting needs. My only priority right now was to kill "X". And then hold my Clare in my arms and kiss those soft lips that made my world spin round. That made me want to fight until her heart stops beating.
The urge to break out and save Clare rushed to me. So in the blink of an eye I threw the covers off of me, slipped on my shoes and made a break for the door.
"Mr. Goldsworthy, where do you think your going?" Dr. Cory asked.
"I'm getting the hell out! Clare needs me!" Hands, strong hands, pulled me back. I tried fighting free. I needed to avenge my lover tonight. So with force of my head I cracked the guards jaw, forcing blood to come out and his hands loosing grip on me. So...I ran.
"ELI, BABY! GET BACK HERE!" CeCe cried. But like always...I ignored her-Everyone.
When I got down to the lobby I started to frett. How the hell was I supposed to even find them. They could be anywhere. I needed to find transportation. Morty was at home and I couldn't just casually go back to my parents and get they're car keys. Now THAT was insanity.
I needed to find a plan. Something to get me to Clare.
Than it hit me. I'll hot wire my parents station wagon with a screw driver. Or...Something in that sort.
The secratary stared at me with fear, yet authority. Her strawberry hair was in messy curls pulled back in a tight pony. God I hated her.
"Give me the sharpest thing you have in the drawers." I commanded. She didn't move once. Her eyes were frozen at my wound. Idiot. So I tried again.
"Here at Crodane we're not premitted to give patients anything s-sharp. Because of they're conditions." She was making me so fricking frustrated. Clare could have been dead by now. Worse...Raped, left they're dying slowly. I huvvered at the thought.
I walked up closer to the woman and jumped over the counter and ran my hands through out the drawers. There was nothing. Where do they put these things?
"Mister! I think you should knock it off-"
"SHUT THE HELL UP AND TELL ME WHERE I CAN FIND SOMETHING SHARP!" I practically screamed bloody murder. The woman-I think her names Joyce-Guided me frantically over to the room just behind the front desk. In there was tools for the lighting. My eyes scanned over everything and finnaly found what i was looking for. It was a thin, very thin pipe that was extremly long.
I pulled it out, using all my force and soon found that I was heading out the front doors. Running through the bitter air finnaly seeing my parents crappy station wagon.
The corners of my mouth curled up and I gripped the pipe ever so tightly, then sticking it in the lock, I turned it and then I was in. This felt good...The total rush I was feeling and the way it made me just so...Ugh!
Once I got into the car, I did the same exact act with the ignition. The car roared and my in-famous smirk came to me. Giving me the same rush I'd felt just a minute ago.
"ELI! ELI!" My parents came running toward the car. I rolled down the window, so that I could hear exactly what they were saying.
"Elijah James Goldsworthy! Get out of that car NOW!" My head shook and something came over me. Something I'd never though I'd say.
"SHUT IT SKANK! GO MAKE OUT WITH BULLFROG! ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU WANT?" To her she's probably confused and thinking that it made no sense. At all! But to me...I couldn't stop it the words just forced they're selves out.
Bullfrog's face became an extremly dark shade of red and he plunged for the car. But I was to fast for him, because I stepped on the pedal and left. My heart beating with very scared yet overwhelmingness. I knew my cold bitter heart would give out soon. But Clare was mine. And that's enough to make my heart beat a couple more times before it dies out.
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When I woke up my head hurt and I felt dizzy. I knew exactly where we were too. I just couldn't remember where. The walls were a mahoganey red and the windows were french(So long) and made my heart ache. It was abandond because the furniture I remembered, and the pictures of my...My family hung on the wall. Fitz had taken me to my old home.
There was white sheets coating the wooden floor and a dark figure stood in the back. I could see somewhat of a sharp object at hand and knew this was it for me. Everything I wanted inlife would be lost. CeCe, Bullfrog,...Eli.
Oh Eli. The way he'd been so emotionally torn and broken. Just like I was. The way he kissed me and made me feel safe. That would all be taken away from me because of this psycho.
...Everything...
"Clare, honey. You awake?" His voice called, alarming me to keep quite. Fitz moved closer to me and knelt down. Soon, ghosting the knife over my right cheek.
"Your bleeding. Why? Oh wait...That's X's work written all over it." His eyes changed to my stomache and he smiled smuggly. Fitz picked up my shirt and I winced at the cold air brushing on me.
"This is for going out with that Emo over me!" Before I even noticed, he plunged the knife into my stomache. My screams made him laugh, hard and long.
"Scream out for Eli! DO IT!"
"ELI! Please Fitz. Please..." My voice dropped at the escrusiating pain running through me. He laughed again. My tears matted my hair and the blood that was on me too my forhead. He's such a psycho.
"Your gonna go to jail..."
"No honey, I'm gonna be yours. And you'll, of course, be mine." He pulled the knife out and stabbed me again only harder this time.
My screaming became more louder and painful. I wanted him to stop. I wished I had more power to make him stop. To push him off and run.
"Scream Eli!" Nothing. "SCREAM IT!" He pulled the knife out with force, and when he was about to do the same thing over again someone pounded through the front door. Holding a rifle and was in the Crodane's mental institute clothes.
...It was Eli... My Eli.
"GET THE HELL OFF OF HER!" He screamed. Fitz did nothing. Eli walked closer, and when he saw the blood seeping out of me his eyes became tear sheded.
"YOU...Y-YOU DID THIS?"
"Get out of here Emo boy! She loves me." Eli swung the rifle at his face and made Fitz's head turn.
I wanted to move, do some sort of emotion but couldn't. How did Eli know where to find me? He had no idea where I'd lived before.
I started to become light headed and my eyes began to shut. I needed to know where this was going...But couldn't because I was asleep.
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"Clare...Clare.." Eli's sad voice cried. I opened my eyes again and found I was still on the ground where I was stabbed. There was no signs of Fitz...But blood was splattered all over Eli's face and clothes.
I couldn't talk. It hurt to much.
"Fitz is dead...Okay? I shot him...And now I could possibly go to jail...and-" I talked. I used all the strength I had left and said,
"Eli...It's not your fault..." Wince. " He hurt me...Bad-Badly. You were just trying to make him stop." Eli lifted my head onto his lap and cried. Tears drifting onto my face from him. I could feel him shaking. He was really scared.
"Clare...I love you...No matter what. Okay...Your mine. Forever." It became silent and awful pangs irrupted into my chest. Crushing my insides. Impowering it's self over me.
"How did you know where to fi-" Wince. "..Find me?"
"When I made a break out of Crodane I took a back street and saw blood splattered all over the walk way to your house. I scurried out of the car and when I approached the front door I saw a chunk of your hair caught in the door." I lifted my left hand up to my hair and noticed blood and a bit of a bald spot. I shuddered.
"I'm gonna get you help okay?"
I mouthed an "okay" and blacked out...Again.
(End of chapter 17)
A/N: Did that totally suck? I really am bad a blood shed. So no bad reviews. lol. But Review. Tell me how you liked it. Oh and one more reminder. There's only one more chapter of this fanfic! Yikes! But don't worry there is going to be a sequel. Love you guys.
-Saphy :3