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Beta Reader - Zephyr Hearts

Lifeless.

That's what she looked like, like nothing was left in her. No blood flowing through her body. She laid still on the hospital bed, breathing in and out, slowly. Her skin was practically shallow; it looked grey in patches and when I reached out to her, just once to feel her against me, her skin sagged at the small touch. Her cheeks were whiter than usual and close to porcelain, and her lips...

God, those lips. I squeezed my eyes shut at the thought of never kissing them again. But I had to keep hope. At least she was alive… I just didn't know if I was going to see her blue eyes again, or hear her laugh, or smile. Her way of making my day in just a simple look was something only she could do.

I just looked at her soft features. I didn't know what I looked like, but from the amount of crying I did I would assume that my eyes were red and puffy and my hair sticking every which way. I was a mess without Clare.

It'd been about an hour since I found out everything, and after I regained my composure I walked out to the waiting room to find Fitz staring aimlessly out to nothing. He turned his head and stared blankly at me and I looked down, disconnecting eye contact. When I looked back up, he was gone. I sighed, and placed my face in my hands. He's gone now, that's all that matters.

Hopefully, he'll be gone for good.

Beep ~ Beep ~ Beep

The increased beeping of Clare's heart monitor took me out of my thoughts, and I widened my eyes, immediately thinking the worst. But, she looked the same.

I pushed the nurse button repeatedly, never taking my eyes off of the unconscious being below me.

Nurses rushed in, and I started panicking. What if this is it? What if this is the last time I'm able to be with her? I reluctantly backed away from the frantic nurses and allowed them to surround the broken girl.

"I'm sorry, but you need to leave now."

I went to speak, but I couldn't find the words. They were caught in a jumble forming in my throat. I didn't even realize I was pushed out to the empty hallway and my mind was spinning, churning. Glancing around, I slowly slid down the wall, wanting this nightmare to be over already.

I felt my phone beep, and I figured it was Adam texting back wanting to know if she was alright; I couldn't trust my voice to call him. But I wish I could answer that question…

Adam POV

It started out a simple, casual evening. Dinner set for four, and a table with Chicken Parmesan with laughs and simple conversation filled the air. But, I sat in silence, only thinking of my only two friends who accepted me, are in the presence of a lunatic.

Then, my mom just had to bring up grandma, and how she hasn't visited in a while.

We've done this before, and I knew where she was going with this. Wanting me to be Gracie for grandma wasn't me, it wasn't what I wanted. Why can't I be happy?

"So, I was thinking we could go shopping, you know, get some decent clothes for grandma? I think she'd be pleased to see Gracie again."

My muscles tensed, and I felt Drew shift uncomfortably next to me. I pushed my plate away, and bit my lip refraining from telling her again how I'm Adam, and Gracie's gone. Silence engulfed the table, and from my peripheral vision I saw all eyes on me, the clattering plates stopped, and I clenched my fists.

Not wanting to indulge any more attention, I pushed my body away from the table, and walked away, glaring at who I thought was my mom.

My own flesh and blood, won't even accept me for who I am.

Turning around, I said, "I don't know why you keep assuming, but I'm not changing who I am, for anybody; not you, not people from school, or even for anything I ever wanted, nothing is going to make me become her. This is my body, and I was cursed with something that I can't change, but I'm still your child and I still and always will love you. But this is who I am, so deal with it."

Blood roared in my ears, drowning out the calls of my mother. I just needed to cool off, get away for a while. My eyes were fixed on the door, and I sighed in relief when I twisted the handle and close it behind me.

I walked, biting my quivering lip that was dictating whether I burst into tears or not. My fists were clenched, and I wanted to get my mind off of this, wanted anything but this.

I felt my pocket vibrating, and considered ignoring it, but reached to retrieve it anyway. Flipping it open, I felt my lip shift up into a tiny smile, seeing Elis name flash on the screen, saying I had a text.

Then, everything turned around, and I felt my stomach sink. I barley registered Drew's voice, calling out my name until I felt him grab my shoulder.

"…Adam." He gasped out.

I stared at the text, not wanting to believe he got her in a hospital, and she isn't waking up.

"Adam?"

"Get me to the hospital, now."

"Wha-"

"Drew, shut up, and get into the car."

He nodded, and we both raced back down the street, where Drew's blue Jetta sat in the driveway. Ignoring our mother's calls and pleas, we fled down the road. Silence filled the car, and not even Drew's radio, that he had playing constantly, was even on. I glanced at him, and noticed his confused, helpless expression, and sighed.

"One of my best friends is on the verge of coma." I sighed, not believing it myself. I place my elbow on the window, and my and on my head, squeezing my eyes shut.

"What?" He gasped out.

"She knew everything, Drew. She knew about my being transgendered, and how nobody else accepted me for it. And yet, she did." I sighed, clenching my fists as tears threatened to fall. "She was one of the few who accepted me as Adam."

"Adam…" Drew tried comforting, keeping his eyes glued to the road so he wouldn't cause an accident.

"But, you know what really pisses me off?" I looked up at him, and stared at him, "This girl, Clare, is so fucking innocent. She wears a purity ring, and is Christian. She goes to church every Sunday, and it's rare when she is the tiniest bit of mean. She's smart, and gets great grades." I choked back a sob, and looked ahead. "Besides Eli, she's one of my best friends."

I looked back at Drew, and noticed that we were parked, but not at the hospital.

"Adam...I don't know what to tell you, but I'm sorry. I'm sorry your life is so hectic, and you have to go through this, but whenever you need me, I'm here."

I smiled at him, and nodded my thanks, not trusting my voice.

"Alli text me, and I told her we were going to the hospital for Clare. She wants a ride."

I nodded, and then turned my attention back to the window, watching the starless sky pass by above me.

Clare POV

I stepped out of the room, not bothering to open or shut the door. After all, I just have to walk right through it.

I bit my lip, and sighed. Then, I noticed black clad, and my eyes widened looking at the raven haired boy staring at his phone, knees to chest and shaking shoulders.

Eli

I smiled wide. He hasn't forgotten, he hasn't gone to somebody else. He's here, waiting for me to be with him again.

For the first time in what felt like forever, I smiled for real.

I sat down next to him, and I guess he felt something, because he looked up. Then my heart crumbled.

His hair was sticking out every which way, and his bangs stuck to his forehead. His lip was quivering, and his whole body shook. I felt hands ache to hold him, hug him, to tell him everything was okay.

But when I tried, my hands past right through him.

"No…" he whispered, gawking at me.

I looked at him, confused, and he swiftly got up and opened the door to the room I just removed myself from. He stared in it for a while, switching glances from me, to the other me.

"But, how…you. What?" He gasped, looking at me. A nurse walked by, and gave him a funny look. His eyes widened and he turned on his heel to the other direction.

I did the only thing I could do, I followed him. He skimmed the rooms he passed as he sped walked the hallway, a determined look in his eyes.

Suddenly, he stopped, and walked into a room. I followed hesitantly, and he immediately closed the door after I was in. Looking around, I saw we were in an empty room that looked like the janitors closet, which was huge.

"How can you see me?" was the first thing I said.

He shrugged, and reached a hand up, passing it through my face. I sighed, wanting his touch, wanting to feel him.

"I don't know." He whispered. "How are you like this? You're still alive…barely." He mumbled the last part, but I heard it.

I bit my lip, and shrugged also. "I don't know either, but the last thing I remember…was Fitz throwing me on something, and then it was white, bright white. But then…Eli, I saw…"

His look he held on me intensified, and I swallowed. This isn't real, this type of stuff doesn't happen, but why is it? He urged me to continue, and with a small amount of hesitation, I did.

"Eli, I saw Julia."

His eyebrow quirked and he bit his lip. "What did she say exactly?" He mumbled, dropping his hand down to his side.

"She said that she was with you though everything, but she didn't tell me what. Eli, what does she mean by that?"

"Clare, this may sound crazy, but right now, I'll believe anything. I can see Julia too. When she died, a couple months later she appeared in my room, as a ghost."

My jaw dropped slightly, and I stared at him. "S-so Julia's like me? Wait, no, she said that I move, and she can't. That place I was in was apparently the place between "life and death'. Eli, she doesn't seem to like me very much."

Elis eyes widened, and he smirked. "Clare, do you remember when we were at my house, and you suddenly felt really angry?"

I furrowed my eyebrows, and remembered how I wanted to punch something, anything within sight that moment. "Yeah, I remember."

"Julia was there."

Eli POV

Julia. Everything leads back to Julia. I watched Clare try to process this information, and to tell you the truth, I'm not even for sure how I figured it out.

"Clare, Julia can control people. That anger you felt, that was what Julia felt. Julia told me she never wanted me to move on; she wanted us to be together forever."

Clare gawked at me, and opened and closed her mouth, repeatedly. "But…she's – how can..." She trailed off, and backed away. I saw her fading, and she was fading fast.

"Clare, I think she wanted me dead. But, I know how to fix this, and I hope it works."

"How?" she mouthed, and I'm assuming she couldn't speak anymore. But before I had the chance to answer she was gone.

Then, I ran. I ran to the person that I thought I never wanted to see again, who happened to be innocent. I just hope I'm not too late.

Fitz.