(Draken x reader)Love and war

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A/n: Sorry for the irregular updates ... school's started again like 2 weeks ago and I've got a lot of revising n shit to do m yeah its just mad. Also sorry for makin y/n's dad die so early i mean .... I only needed him for the first part i wont lie ... like i said im writing as i go along so ... he made a noble sacrifice ig💀 anywaysss ill see what i can do about updating regularly but im not making any promises xo
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I wish i could say i had a resful sleep but I can't. Draken took me home, and bought me dinner that i didnt eat yesterday and told me to get some rest when he left, but ... i just couldn't. I layed awake crying most of the night and when I wasn't crying i just layed there hopelessly staring at the ceiling. I hoped to God that this was all a nightmare and I'd just wake up. Now im in my dad's room where he slept only 3 nights ago. Even now, tears sting the corners of my eyes and threaten to spill over.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Fuck off.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

For fuck's sake! I hurriedly wipe away my tears and check to see if people can tell I've been crying. Big mistake. I look like a stoner.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

"IM COMING, GODDAMNIT!" I shout, my voice sounding fragile from my near breakdown a moment ago.

As i open the front door my entire face drops into a deadpan expression. "Fuck no." I say shutting the door in my mother's face.

'Please hear her out' my father's last words to me ring in my head just as i turn to walk away from the door. Sighing, i open it again and she smiles like she just won the lottery. "Don't get too happy, you've got ten minutes." I tell her, allowing her to pass by me.

"Y/n ... I'm sorry. I just heard today when i went to visit, and i came straight here." She says as she sits on the couch.

"Why did you leave, that's all i want to know." I ask, almost expressionlessly, the only emotion showing vaguely in my voice being bitter.

"I knew I'd have to explain at some point." She chuckles nervously. "When you were born i was going through a really rough patch in life. I wasn't taking care of myself, hell I wasn't even taking care of you properly. That was all your dads doing." She pauses, smiling at the memory of him. "I started doing stupid things that a mother should never do. I started taking drugs, drinking going out and partying all night and you were already 2 years old. I decided, stupidly, that i wasn't fit to be your mother and that's why i left."

"You could've at least wrote." I mumble, "You didnt even say goodbye. All my birthdays went by and you didnt eve-"

"Y/n, im not finished." She interrupts as i start raising my voice, guilt painted across her face. "About another 10 years after i got clean, i had another child. A girl she's 14 now." She took her eyes off the ground to look me in mine. Tears were spilling down my face, my heart was practically writhing in pain at this point.

"D-did you even th-think about me?!" I ask through my crying. "Did you even think about what I was doing or even HOW i was doing?!" I scream

"Y/n i-"

"Did you even care?" I whisper, tears still streaming down my cheeks as i look her dead in her now teary eyes.

"Of course i did. The guilt of leaving you was eating me up so bad that i almost relapsed ... i wanted to come back so long ago but when i finally worked up the courage, you're dad told me you left and that he didn't want me around." She cried. "Im so sorry." She gets up and hugs me.

Im too tired to push her off ... mentally, emotionally and physically. "Get off of me." I tell her, still crying. She doesn't. "Please, just go." She reluctantly lets go of me and makes her way to the door. Just as she's about to leave she turns to me.

"You still have my number, please call me when you're ready. She knows about you know? I think she'd love to meet her big sister." She says before walking out of the door.

Shut up.

My door opens again. "I thought i told you to go away!" I shout throwing a pillow at the direction of the door.

"I'll have you know i left of my own volition last night, princess." Draken says, shutting the door and picking up the pillow.

"Oh, its you." I sniff. "What is it. And why were you at the hospital yesterday?"

"How're ya doin?" He asks, sitting beside me on the couch, completely ignoring my question, it doesn't even matter.

"Im doing fine! Just peachy! First my dad dies and my good for nothing mother shows up after 23 years just to tell me she has another child, so yeah im doing great thanks for asking!" I answer sarcastically.

"You know you can talk to me right. You don't have to put up this tough girl act all the time." He says sincerely.

"Thanks Draken but honestly, i just wanna rest." I say, leaning my head back. Forcefully, but somehow gently, Draken places my head on his shoulder. My eyes widen in shock.

"Well you can rest there. Im not going anywhere for now. A boss is only as good as his employees right? What kinda boss would i be if left you alone right now." He says casually.

"Thank you." I whisper shakily, trying not let my voice break. Before drifting off to sleep.

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2:00am

I wake up in my bedroom with a blanket lazily draped over me. Did he really carry me in here? A tint of red flashes across my cheeks at the thought.

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I won't lie this chapter was a bit short, but the next one is a time skip to after the funeral, thats all amma say 😌✋🏾xo