Author: MoonlightSpirit PM
Based on the end of Jesus, Etc. Part 2. He holds her body. Her blood stains his palms and lips. She promised to never leave him. Now she never will. They are forever bonded as one.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Romance - Clare E. & Eli G. - Words: 447 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 1 - Published: 03-11-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6816338
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SPOILER ALERT! So I just saw the latest episode of Degrassi. I'll admit, I freaking LOVE the new ending for Eli's story…and then he got all "It's all about you Clare." and I was like "…o.0…Eli's craaaaaazy….." I mean seriously…that was creepy. Props to Munro Chambers though because his acting was freaking phenomenal! Seriously, this boy deserves an award, like a Golden Globe or whatever big award they give out for actors. That scene gave me chills and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna have nightmares about Eli coming at me with a knife tonight to slit my throat with tonight.
Anyways, that ending combined with my already dark and twisted mind spawned…this thing. Definitely different from my usual stuff, even my angst. I can't even believe I'm about to write this. Enjoy…I guess…Also, there's a link to my twitter page on my profile. For info on upcoming stories, chapter delays and whatnot.
PLEASE READ THIS: This is supposed to take place during the dance that's supposed to be at the end of this season.
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi.
The crimson blood spilled from the neat cut across her throat, staining her pure white dress. He held her body in his arms as he kneeled on the cool tile floor, running his hands through her soft, cinnamon curls. Her eyes were wide open…those bright blue eyes he loved so much.
"You have pretty eyes," he murmured, his lips brushing her now cold forehead. No one would find them for a while. Everyone was at the dance while he was with her in a dark, deserted hallway. Her death had been quick and quite. She hadn't even time to scream.
At his side laid a knife. The blade glistened red with blood.
He didn't cry. He just looked at her, nothing but love in those dark green eyes.
Her blood darkened his already black attire, but he took no notice to the warm liquid. The same warm liquid that stained his palms and lips, trickled down his pale chin. Her blood had tasted just as sweet as she was…
"I love you Clare Edwards," he whispered against her cool lips.
She promised to never leave him. Now she never will.
They are forever blood bonded as one.
Move over Eli, I just booked a one way ticket on the Loony Train to Crazy Town. Did I really just write this? I mean, I love it but…damn this is dark…What is going on in my head o.0 Why was this in there?