UNWORTHY || driam

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 // 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵

Ever since I picked up on how bad Zoey and Drew's relationship truly was, I feel like it's all I can notice when I see them in the same room.

In third period, they were sitting two seafs apart from eachother. They both keep looking across at the other one. Drew looks fearful. Zoey looks intimidating.

At lunch, we were walking in the corridor and saw Lia. Henry and her started talking. A minute or two later, Zoey and Maria walk past and literally drag her out the conversation, as if Lia being anywhere near Drew was going to kill her.

I had also noticed how if Zoey walked in a room, Drew would look up curiously and look down as quickly and as casually as possible. I always just assumed it was because they had broken up, since I never saw him do it before the events exposing her as a cheater occured. However, now I had other reasons to suspect why he did this.

Seeing all this made me curious. I knew Zoey was evil, but finding out that it was worse and not knowing why made me crave the knowledge of why. How two-faced could this girl actually be? I needed to know.

When Drew and I got home from school, I knew it was my chance to ask. Henry was busy tonight so we hadn't go out and my siblings were at after school clubs all night.

He was sitting on the mattress next to my bed on his phone. I was pretending to casually scroll, not wanting to seem suspicious.

"What was it like dating Zoey?" I asked with no hesitation.

Drew looked up, placjng his phone beside him on the matress.

"It was.. an experience."

"What do you mean?" I asked, pretending to be confused. At least then my intrest would look less suspicious.

"Well she was toxic, manipulative and stuff. I loved her or at least I thought I did but everyday was like a guessing game."

"A guessing game?"

"She would be nice one day. She would come up to me and be like 'I love you Drew-y bear!' and then the next day she'd be shit talking me infront of my face," he exclaimed.

"So she was two faced?" I asked. "Like worse than what we thought."

Drew wasn't hiding anything. If anything, was being morenopen than I expected. However, I wanted to push my luck on this whole situation. I wanted to lie to myself and say that it was because I cared so deeply for him, but while that was part of why, it wasn't the main reason.

"Yeah I guess," Drew answered. "To be honest, I think she was only ever nice to me when she wanted something. Although, she had her sugar daddies' so I don't know why she wouldn't just use them."

He continued, "It wasn't really being two faced, because even if she was being nice to you, she was always being horrible to someone somewhere. You always knew she was spilling your deepest secrets behind your back, but like everyone else who's ever remotely cared about her, you ignore it because when she acts like she loves you, God do you want to believe she does."

He paused as I processed the infomation. "So you knew it was toxic?"

"From the start," Drew confessed. "It wasn't hard to figure out. The first month of us dating was wonderful. Sure it was as high school as it could be, but she was nice. Then the red flags started to creep in and before I knew it I was knees deep in a toxic relationship with no way out, clinging onto those good memories that were getting older everyday, hoping that this was just a rough patch and our relationship would look like that once again."

"Did you trust her?" I asked.

He sighed, "I could never trust her, even on one of her better days. Once I told her about something that had happened with my dad earlier that day - probably the most personal thing I've ever told her - and I thought it was well. That was until a week later Jake asked me about it. I asked her about it. Turned out I was ghosting her and that she thought it was the only way to get me to speak to her again. I hadn't ghosted her though. I had just gone out a couple nights before amd told her I couldn't call her."

That time, Drew didn't even pause before continuing.

"She was such a hypocrite. I couldn't go out without her or I was cheating and betraying her trust. But she could literally cheat on me. I knew she was cheating. Everytime I brought it up she'd ask if I didn't trust her and start sobbing . Suddenly, I was the bad guy. Since I didn't have any solid proof of anything I would just force myself to except the narrative that she didn't cheat.

"I could tell someone somthing she told me before she got the chance to tell them but anything she promised me she wouldn't tell was a secret that was spilled within a week. It was such an unbalanced relationship. She had full control over what I did and didn't do but I couldn't criticise anything she did."

I went to comment but suddenly the minor gap of silence was filled by the rant continuing, even more powerful than before.

"I finally had the excuse to leave her and I took it. Why is she still trying to ruin my life? She knows about my dad being abusive. I bet she already has her suspicions! She's going to find iut. She's going to find out that I'm gay and my dad kicked me out and now I'm living in the guy I had a crush on's house with absolutely no fucking money to even give back as a thank you. And.."

He paused, turning his head to face me. "shit."

I know what I should of done. I should've hugged him and said I loved him. Told him that everything was going to be okay.

Instead, I bottled it.

I grabbed my jacket off my bed and ran out the door, not knowing where I was going.