Diary of a High School Has Been (18+)

Entry 12: Drake wants me back ?

The weirdest thing happened the other night. I think my brain is still trying to process the reality of it all. In the moment, I didn't know if I was dreaming or not. The situation was just too bizarre.

It's a typical Friday night so Preston is at the club as usual. I had a home football game to cheer for so that's where I was at the beginning of the evening. Our team won, continuing the school's undefeated streak so that was nice.

Afterwards, Leah and I got in her car to head home. I used to want to go out to eat or to party on Friday nights. Especially after games. Now, I just hurry home and wait for Preston to call me before bed. That night was only a little bit different in that aspect. I was super hungry from practically starving myself all day and begged Leah to stop by the gas station. Of course I got no pushback when I offered to fill her gas tank.

Once we got there, I ran into the convenience store to grab something to eat. As I walked through the small aisles, scanning for food someone called my name hesitantly.

"Parker..."

I looked over the stand of chips only to come face to face with Drake.

"Ugh," I groaned and rolled my eyes.

"Parker, wait," he grabbed my wrist to stop me from running.

"Drake let go of me or I swear I will scream so loudly-"

"Okay, okay," he said, releasing me.

I began to walk away towards the drinks in the refrigerators. Drake only followed me, annoying me even more. The convenience store was nearly empty with only a couple of clerks and a truck driver making an evening delivery.

"Just hear me out a second," he said.

"What?!" I snapped.

Drake looked around. I guess he was making sure no one could hear him because what he said next was shocking.

"I just- I miss you, okay?" He whispered.

I blinked a couple of times in bewilderment.

"Are you kidding me?" I scoffed.

"No, Parker. I'm sorry, okay. Let's just forget everything and just be nice to each other again.."

"Sorry? Sorry for what, exactly? Sorry for lying about us to everyone? Saying you broke up with me? Saying that we had sex? For harassing me? Sorry for sending my naked pictures to the entire school? Sorry for shoving Elizabeth in my face-"

"That's not fair! You parade around everywhere with Preston Dunn! Bringing him to practice and everything. You don't think that's shoving things in my face?"

"Leave Preston out of it," I folded my arms. "He's got nothing to do with anything between us."

"He does when he thinks he's dating my girl."

"I'm not your girl," I cringed. "I broke up with you. At least one of us remembers it correctly."

"You never gave me a chance to explain," Drake kept going on and on.

"Explain?"

"Yeah. I tried to contact you for weeks after everything blew up and you totally ignored me. I never sent those pictures. I was playing music in the locker room when one of the guys asked for my password to change the song. He saw the photos in my messages and sent them to the football group chat. I didn't know until you called me freaking out."

This was all news to me. When everything happened with the photos, I never gave Drake the chance to try to defend himself. I pinned him as guilty immediately. He was right. I also ignored him for weeks after breaking up with him.