IMPORTANT*:Well this will be the end of the flashbacks and we'll be back into the actual story! Okay! And how about last nights Degrassi? Poor Clare! I'm making a kick Asher's ass search party! No one should have to deal with sexual harassment at work, and if you have been or are being sexually harassed at work or anywhere, tell someone before its too late, don't think that someone wont listen. Speak up. And wow, my spelling last chapter...YIKES! Sorry about that!

Here we go...

April 22, 2010 (Nigh of Julie's death)

"Honey, where's Imogen?" Mr. Moreno asked Clary at the dinner table. Its been a few hours since Eli had left after giving Clary and ice pack for her cheek. She didn't understand why Julia had said the things she had, it made no sense. She slept with Eli? She mentally laughed at the idea. Sure Eli is very attractive but she never saw Eli more than a brother.

"I haven't seen her today, maybe she had drama club?" Clary answered and took another bit of her chicken. Dinner went on without Imogen. Clary and her parents went back and forth about how they wanted to renovate the house and Clary would contribute here and there but she had a bad feeling in her stomach.

RING...RING...

When the telephone rang everyone got quite and Mrs. Moreno went to go answer. Before Mrs. Moreno could answer the phone Clary knew something was wrong.

"What do you mean?" Clary got up from her seat at the dining room table and stood outside the kitchen listening to her mother talk on the phone.

"How did this happen?" tears started to fall from Mrs. Moreno's eyes.

"Oh, my god! I'm so sorry, Dorthea! Have you called CeCe yet?" Clary was confused, why was her mother crying and why was she talking to Julia's mom? And what does CeCe have to do with this?

"Call me if you need anything, Dorthea. Bye." Clary's mom hung up the phone and turned around to find a confused Clary staring at her.

"Mom, whats going on? Why are you crying?" Clary asked walking into the kitchen. She knew her mother didn't like crying, and only did when it was necessary. Oh god...

Mrs. Moreno walked past Clary and went back to the dining room table and sat down. She gestured for Clary to do the same and she looked from Mr. Moreno to Clary, her Brown eyes blood red from crying and nose stuffed.

"Clary...I-i-I don't know how to say this..."

"Say what, mom? What happened? Why did Dorthea call you?"

"Julia is dead."

Eli drove home after his fight with Julia, he couldn't think straight anymore. He needed the one thing that has always been there for him, ever since middle school. He took out a pen and paper and began to write. He didn't want to stop, the pen and paper are the two things that would never hurt him as much as Julia has.

Iwant the Truth

I want the truth, knowing I have a right.

What I keep hearing is like a lump of clay,

molding into something that isn't might.

Not knowing is killing my light,

creating darkness on a bright day.

I want the truth, knowing I have a right.

Lie, after lie, after lie. That isn't a great sight.

Leading me on to believe what you say?

Molding into something that isn't might.

I asked for the truth, but get no height,

people warned me, but I didn't give way.

I want the truth, knowing I have a right.

He stopped after that. He did deserve to know the truth and he finally got it, he was finally free. He put the poem in the pile of papers next to his bed. In the stack held over three different plays, ten poems, and a story. The story was his favorite, it was something he had created when he was a freshman in high school. It was about a girl who wanted to make a difference in the world and get her work out there. She wanted to be known more than just the quiet little girl in the back of the room, the cute little nerd who always kept to herself. Who knew that in the future he would end up meeting the girl he wrote about. Only if he knew the truth.

Eli was playing on his Xbox when Bullfrog and CeCe came into his room looking depressed. CeCe looked like she was ready to fall apart at any moment.

"Eli" he looked up from his video game and took sight of his parents.

"What happened?" he asked frantically.

"My boy, she's gone." Bullfrog said.

"Whose gone?" Eli was starting to get scared.

"Baby boy, Julia died this evening. We're so sorry."he didn't realize what he did until the damage was done. His TV now had a controller stuck in the screen.

"Yes!" Imogen Screamed when she finally caught up to Julia and waited for her to cross the busy intersection on her bike. Imogen had gone mad, but she does whatever to get what she wants, even if it means killing them.

As Julia was crossing the street on her bike Imogen ran through the light going over 80mph. She knew at this speed Julia would be killed on impact, she was nice enough to not let her suffer. As she sped through the red light everything happened so fast. One second Julia was in front of her car and the next she was flying over it and landing on the ground. Looking back she saw Julia's bike handle sticking out of her chest. She smiled and kept driving until she reached the ocean and drove the car into the water but jumped out before it sunk completely.

Imogen walked home that evening thinking of how her and Eli are meant to be.

(Three months after Julia's death)

After Julia's funeral everything had changed for Eli and Clary. Eli had became a hermit and never left his house unless it was necessary. He would sit in his bedroom watching his bedroom door waiting for Julia to walk through and jump into his arms, but it never happened. Day turned to night and night turned to day. Day after day he would loose another piece of himself. First went his love of Dead hand, then his passion of writing went next, after that he gave away his game system to some little boy down the street. As each day faded away so would Eli. The teenaged boy no longer had a light in his eyes, the forest green as dull as grass. He held no more emotion, each day was the same for him. His parents would try to talk to him but he would brush them off and continue with his daily routine. He would wake up at 10:30, drive to the cemetery and visit Julia's grave until noon. Then he would go back home eat lunch and go back into his room and stay in bed until it was time for dinner. He was never the same after that spring night. So his parents did what was best for him. They moved him to a new place, hoping to get their son back.

But after they moved he was even more miserable; he wasn't able to see Julia everyday. He believed that his parents were hurting him and didn't want him and Julia together. He feared that he would forget her, so when he was out and saw something that reminded him of her he would take it and bring it home and put it in his bedroom. As months passed the junk grew, soon enough he had became lost in his room. His parents had tried to get him help but end up giving up knowing how much pain he must be in. He lost his first love.

As for Clary she was no longer apart of the world. The last words said to her from her best friends was that she hated her and never wanted to see her again. She's been heart broken for months now, she wanted to go back and change everything, but couldn't. Clary had became depressed after the funeral. She didn't know how to let the pain out, so she did the one thing that would help. She became a cutter. After the first time she felt a lot better when she saw the blood flow from her arms. Each new mark represented the pain she had caused Julia. One for the time she stole her notebook, another for the time she lost her favorite sweater, one more for her thinking that she slept with Eli. She didn't know what to do, she lost the one person she could always rely on. Imogen had saw how messed up her sister had became after Julia's death. She didn't think that Julia meant so much to her. She did the worst just to gain something she doesn't even have.

One day Imogen came home and found Clary laying on the bathroom floor, arms falling with blood and no movement coming from Clary at all. She called 911 and Clary was rushed to the hospital. She got there in time. She was put on suicide watch and was sent away to New York to get better. Imogen didn't mean to cause all these problems. She just wanted to be with Eli. After her sister had left for New York Imogen told her family that it would be better to move to a new neighborhood. Of course Imogen had to move to the same area Eli had moved to, her sick twisted mind still believed that they were meant to be together. A month before she was to start attending Degrassi High School she had sent a letter to her sister in New York:

Dear Clary,

I hope you're enjoying your time in New York! Make sure to tell our cousin Gabby that I say hi! Gosh I miss her sooo...much! Anyways, I'm not sure how to tell you this. And I know after I tell you you will never want to talk to me again, and I will understand. You know how the night Julie died I wasn't home? Well I was taking care of something, more like someone. I've always had a crush on Elijah Goldsworthy as long as I could remember. Ever since we were little. It annoyed the fuck out of me that he didn't know I existed. To this very day he has no idea what I look like. He only knows me as Clary's twin sister. That's why I started to dress like you and Julie, so he would notice me. But it never worked. I was still invisible to the boy I fell for. I wanted him soo badly, Clary. It hurt soo much seeing him with Julie all the time. So I had to do the one thing that would make us all happy. I killed her, I killed Julia Simmons. I'm so sorry, Clary. I was so obsessed with the idea of having Eli all for myself that I didn't think of the people I would hurt along the way. I don't expect you to forgive me for what I've done. But please keep this to yourself, as your twin I need you to do that for me. I love you and I'm sorry.

Your twin, Imogen.

After she received that letter from Imogen she had no idea. She didn't even think of Imogen as a killer. She was her twin sister! And now she's just a stranger who shares the same face as her.

So that's it for the Flashbacks, I do want your guys opinions on them because I've never done them before. And please read what I wrote at the top of the page, its really important. If anything is going on go talk to someone. It may be your best friend, favorite teacher, heck! Tell your parents! No matter what age, speak up!

~MadameDegrassi354