Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi and all it’s characters, merchandise, and etc. However, I do own this story line.
I just want to thank everyone for all the support that I have been receiving for this story. I also want to apologize for the lack of updates for this story along with my other stories. Thank you for sticking with me through thick and thin and I will try my best to upload more chapters later on.
Also a side note, I am kind of having a writer’s block for this story (evident by the complete change of pacing of the story through this chapter). Any story ideas would be greatly appreciated. Just PM me and I will gladly respond.
I’m sorry for the grammar mistakes and spelling error. I didn’t have time to edit this. =D. Enjoy
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Clare's POV
"You lying piece of crap!" Fitz shoved Connor unto his locker. When he told me that it was Connor's penmanship on that note, I couldn't believe it. The first few years in school with Connor were normal and routine; something my former self loved. I could never peg him for the blackmailing type.
"Maybe he's telling the truth. Maybe he really is innocent." I reasoned. I hated seeing Mark like this: tough, loud, and angry. I preferred the soft-spoken and serious side that he showed whenever we were alone. I was busily looking around, trying to make sure that no one was here to witness the abuse.
"Did you or did you not do it?" Mark asked, infuriated by the meek disposition that Connor was showing. Connor whimpered at every word that Mark said. I tried to relieve him from his anger but he didn't respond to any of my touches.
"I did! I did! I'm sorry. I was just so mad that Clare didn't choose me and chose KC and then with Eli. I still love you Clare and I will do everything in my power for you to be mine." He confessed. What? He loved me? Suddenly, I felt pity for him. I couldn't blame for doing what he did. Instead, I kind of felt guilty that I didn't feel the same way.
"Well as long as she's with me, you will never be able to get near her ever again. Are we clear?" He threatened him. That was one of the sweetest things he has ever said to me but it was hard to appreciate the gesture when he was shoving someone unto hard metallic objects.
"Fitz, that's enough. Let him go. I think you already scared the beejesus* out of him." I pleaded. He looked at me with concern and anger still evident on his face. However, after a couple of seconds staying like that, his expression softened and he let Connor go. I smiled and he held my hand and we walked away, not waiting for Connor to rise back up to his feet and leave.
We decided to just ride the bus home since it was late enough for all our friends to see us. After thirty minutes of cuddling, we arrived at the stop near my house. I wanted to invite him back home to have some time for us but it was too late for that. I gave him one more kiss and he left.
As soon as I entered the door, two glaring eyes stared at me. I was initially shocked by my mother’s presence. I would have thought that she was on one of her dates. Since my dad left us, she tried to move on relentlessly, going out with every single guy she could come across. The guys didn’t have a problem with it because she looked younger than her age. Although this was a blessing, it was also a curse: Guys didn’t stay with her long. They all just wanted one-night stands and let’s be realistic: No one wants a step daughter that’s practically his sister.
“Oh look at what we have here: My little daughter Clare, dating Mark from school. I didn’t recall ever agreeing to that. What happened to being honest with each other huh?” her voice intensified as she spoke each syllable. It had a certain condescending tone to it. As much as I wanted to defend myself, I knew that I had nothing to say.
Remember when I said that we wanted to keep our relationship a secret? Well my mother was part of that circle of people. Knowing my mother, she would completely disapprove of our relationship, especially because I told her several accounts of bullying done by Fitz and how I really hated him. I didn’t blame her and as much as I wanted to explain to her the situation, I opted to let her digest the information first slowly. She would be upset for a while but I know she’ll forgive me sooner or later.
With a sigh, I slowly and quietly walked up the stairs to my room. I dramatically dropped on my bed, hugging my pillow and I started to cry. I could never stand the thought of my mother being disappointed in me. After my dad left, I promised myself that I would try my hardest to be the best daughter ever. Unfortunately, I failed on that promise.
I took out my phone and I dialed one number that I thought that I wouldn’t dial anymore. When I started going out with Fitz, I experienced a falling out with my friends except Alli. They would continuously tell me that I’ve changed but instead of talking about it, I would reject the idea and be mad at them for trying to make me change.
After a couple of rings, I heard his voice answer. “Hello. Claire?” It was clear that there was hesitation in his voice. It was more of shock and not surprise.
“Hi Adam, I know that our friendship has been on the dumps lately but you’re the only person I could really talk to and get some advice.” I muttered into the phone. Adam was easily the one person who relied on logic than emotion. I knew that he would also be the last to judge because of the situation he had faced. “I’m ready to tell you what’s been going on for the past few weeks.” I heard no reply. “I’m dating Mark Fitzgerald.” Again, there was no response.
“When did this start?” He asked. Instantly I felt relieved because there was no acid or strain in his voice. It was clear that he wasn’t judging me. I smiled and told him everything, from the time that Mark came to my house till the part about Connor blackmailing us. “Well it seems like you really love him Clare. I’m happy for you. The way you gushed about him, I never heard you speak that way about Eli at all.” He calmly said, although there was a hint of happiness for me in his voice.
“I think you should tell Eli.” I sank when he mentioned his name. I knew Adam was being logical and I knew where he was coming from. I really think that it was time for Mark and I to come out to the work and renounce our love. I don’t want us to be harassed again or blackmailed by someone ever again.
“I think you’re right.”
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*Beejesus - It’s an urban expression for when something freaky happens.
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