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This chapter takes place after Eli poisons Fitz. So pretend that Eli/Clare/Fitz drama already happened. :P
Ok, so on with this then:
There's a storm coming up,
I think I got to prepare myself,
because this feeling's getting stronger everyday.
Something's creeping inside,
Everything is about to change.
I've got to face the fact that I can't walk away.
Eli's POV
What did I seriously just do? Poisoning Fitz was probably the dumbest thing I've ever done. Clare hating me, Fitz probably coming to get me back is scaring the crap out of me.
I found myself leaning against a random Degrassi student's locker and thinking about how I deserved everything that was about to come to me. It wasn't until I fell onto that locker that I heard small heels running my way which I ignored. I didn't want to see anyone, especially someone I had to explain to.
The thud of the heels started to get louder and through my peripheral vision, I saw Clare running towards me. Once arrived, she swung her way in front of me with her grasp of my arm. "Eli," She starts sounding so out of breath that it sounded as if she was having a hard time speaking. "We have to go. Fitz has a knife." I stood there paralyzed. She told me that I deserved anything Fitz did to me, so now she's trying to help me? "This is where we run, let's go!" She says demanding to push me off the locker.
"I'm not going to let that jerk scare me," I let out.
"Eli," She says more forcefully. "He. Has. A. Knife."
"Aw," I attend to Fitz's voice and my stomach drops. "Don't you two look cute?" He says sarcastically.
I incline up from the locker and stand right in the middle of the hallway while Fitz is on the other end. "You should go," Clare says sounding and composed as possible.
"And let pretty boy make time with my date?" Fitz asks sarcastically again. He starts to saunter closer and closer and my stomach kept dropping deeper and deeper.
"Fitz, don't do this." Clare says again but this time hushed and calmer, if that was even possible.
"Shut up, bitch!" Fitz shouts almost immediately after.
I knew now that Fitz means something with that knife, and I wasn't going to let anybody but me get hurt. I start to push Clare's arm which helps her get away from the knife. "Get away from me," I say in the most harmless way possible. "Look," I say directing back to Fitz. "I'm sorry about before, about everything…You win."
He nods his head lightly. "I've heard that before." He says and his hand forces me back further.
I saw him start to raise the knife a tiny bit. "Stop," I start losing my breath. "I'm serious."
"So am I," He says and pushes me back again. "You've had this coming for a while." I couldn't make out anymore words. I wanted to say something along the lines of: I never thought you were this much of a monster but then I would get sure of him stabbing me and that being it for good. "What's the matter emo boy? No smart-ass comments?" He asks and pushes me once more causing me to hit my back on the wall. There-fore I couldn't step back any further, which led my life to flash before my eyes.
I felt tears build up and had no time to stop them. I started to shake and become terrified. "Don't do this," I hardly let out.
He smirks his evil smirk. "Someone's got to shut you up." He raises the knife and jabs it right where I didn't feel it, but by a common reaction, I jerked back as if he did stab me, which I really thought he did for a moment.
My knees started to become as weak as they ever were which leads me to slide to the floor. Fitz lets go of the knife that was punctured into the wall instead of anywhere on my body. I was alive? I didn't think I was, therefore I let out a huge sigh of relief.
Clare comes running over to my aid and goes down on her knees to see anything that's wrong. Nothing…
"The lockdown is over, everybody go home!"
I had no explanation for Clare who looked still alarmed at what just happened.
"When I was nine there was this guy, Mike…" I said believing that was really the only way I could explain. "His hobby was beating me up, and no matter how fast I ran he was always faster."
She pauses and looked down at the cold, wet ground then up to the many police cars parked in front of the school. As Fitz was being pushed into the vehicles, I could nearly feel his anger. "You're not nine anymore," Is all she said, but hardly.
"Well neither are the bullies, so what am I supposed to do?"
She looks back up to me looking more saddened than ever. "I don't have the answer," She says. "But if it's this…Then I can't be with you."
Her words went into my ears and then right down to my heart. But this time, I knew she meant it…
"Does someone want to explain what happened?" Mr. Simpson requests coming towards both of us.
Clare squints her eyes and I knew that this time she was going to tell the whole truth. She turns around and I stay facing the police cars that are taking Fitz into the big house.
"Fitz was going to fight some kids at school…" She starts. I could tell she was having difficulty with words. "So to stop it, I set off the stink bomb. When you started questioning I panicked-
"So," I say quickly interrupting her. I turn around to face Mr. Simpson. "I blamed Fitz…I guess he got mad and decided to teach me a lesson."
"So you lied to me?" He asks almost immediately after.
I was going to open my mouth to say something before Clare says "Yes sir" before I could. I figured that my lying was done…
"Well there will be consequences." He says. I expected him to scream in our poor, pathetic faces but surprisingly he sounded a bit…considerate.
"Excuse me sir," One of the officers says behind them, holding Holly J by the shoulders. "I caught this one stripping in an empty classroom." Holly J? Tense Holly J? Stripping? Damn, I was confused.
Mr. Simpson whips their way and there stands Sav and Holly J looking as worried and upset as ever, but he doesn't say a word. He just starts to march off into the school before Holly J says a few words. "Mr. Simpson," Holly J pleas. "I am so sorry."
"I don't want to hear it!" He exclaims. I've never seen him this pissed off. "I trusted you; All of you…" He takes a step back. "I've never been so disappointed in my life. There's going to be changes. Big changes. When you all get back from break, you won't recognize this school at all."
So it's basically just All Falls Down. The next chapter is going to take place after winter break. These are just my predictions that I am going to write. So I hope you guys enjoy. (:
Thank gosh for the synonyms option on word because if that was never there, then this story would be so mediocre.