You're mine.. || TMF Drake ||

A difficult time

After a day, it was Saturday. Drew was at home he didn't feel like going out or anything. Tho Liam and Henry did try various times to call him and text him trying to make him feel a little happy since they knew Drew was having a hard time and he was distancing from almost everyone.. Drew was standing in-front of his bathroom's mirror from the sink, he saw his messages but didn't wanna reply. He was too burnt out by the whole situation it felt like it was just dragging him from a hole and the floor was swallowing him. And he hated the fact he was the one who decided to "end" their friendship. He placed his hand on the edges of the sink almost gripping it was he looked down, the words from the fight started running trough his head.

His heartbeat was getting faster and his breathing too. Drew was about to loose it and the voices just wouldn't go away, they kept telling him and telling him it was his fault.

You shouldn't have done that.You shouldn't have done that.You shouldn't have done that.You shouldn't have done that.You shouldn't have done that.You shouldn't have done that.You shouldn't have done that.You shouldn't have done that.You shouldn't have done that.

Drew punched his mirror and it made a shatter noise, glass was on the floor almost everywhere his fist had some blood on it. He kept his face down as he tried calming down his breathing, but he was pretty close to almost crying, Drew didn't wanna seem weak and show any emotions towards the whole situation. As his breathing calmed down Drew realized what he did, he groaned a little from the blood on his fist as he looked back into the shattered mirror...

Drew: S-shit.. that hurts.. he groaned a little

Drew grabbed some bandages and tried healing up his fist as he wrapped it around his hand. Drew sits down on the bathroom's floor and he sighs, the fact he didn't know this would affect him like this was difficult to him. It was around 10:00 pm by then, Drew hasn't eaten anything before.. he didn't feel like it.

Drew's parents never gave him attention on his childhood because they were too busy, this affected Drew into not knowing what comfort is or how he could deal with situations a lot of kids dealt with and got help of their parents. They would often just buy him stuff to make it up to him! But of course.. Drew just wanted their love and affection, his way to cope with this type of situations was either bullying other people so he didn't feel that bad about himself or stop himself from eating or doing something that he "enjoys". He would often buy peaches because it reminded him of Jake, it was his favorite fruit. Well... after the breakup he forced himself to stop eating those and the situation didn't make it any better.

Drew thought maybe he could go downstairs to grab some food, he wasn't entirely sure and he just wanted to sleep the feeling off. He finally decided to go downstairs after a while and grabbed himself some food and afterwards he brought it up to his room and ate his meal. When he finished it was now around 11:00 pm or so, he took a shower and went into his bed, his thoughts would hunt him again of course. They won't leave him alone... and Drew sometimes feels like this is happening to him for his actions, but it makes him feel miserable the fact that he feels guilty about what happened. He cannot sleep like he used to after the breakup, he just hopes things would get at least better for him....