DRAKE:
I can't breathe. I can't hear anything. I can't feel anything. What do I do? This is all my fault. I run to the car and scream his name. "KENDRICK??" I hear a distant moan of distress. I use my big muscles to tear off the door and I crawl in to find him hanging from his seat. I unbuckle his seat and drag his small frame out of the car and into my arms while avoiding the shattered glass all around. I sprint to the nearest hospital as fast as I can. The adrenaline taking over my body. "Please help him please." I say as I hand him over and drop to my knees. "Right away sir." He replies as I feel another tear trail down my cheek.KENDRICK:
Why does my head hurt so bad. Where am I? What happened? I say as I open my eyes to an unfamiliar yet soothing face sitting next to me. Oooo he's pretty. But who is he? "Hello?" I say to him. He immediately jumps out of his seat and pulls me into a hug. "Kendrick oh my gosh thank god you're okay." He says with his eyes puffy. "I appreciate it but if you don't mind me asking who are you?" I say. He looks at me with shock. "Drake." He says eyes wide. "I'm your boyfriend." He says. Wow a boyfriend? I didn't even know I was gay. He's cute though so I really don't mind. "I'm sorry I don't remember you." I say as the doctor walks in. "Hi Kendrick how are you feeling?" He asks. Drake squeezes my hand as I reply. "I'm okay doc but I seem to have a bit of amnesia as I don't remember this hunk next to me." I reply. He laughs and says "Yes we assumed that might happen." "It should be a mild case and your memories with return to you within the next few weeks." He says with a smile. Well that's good news at least I'll be back to normal soon. I look over at Drake and he releases a sigh. "Well that's good news." He says. "Scared me that he was never going to remember me." "Yeah I get the fright." The doctor replies. "Well we can get you all signed and out of here right away." He says.
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Our Deep Dark Love
FanfictionDrake and Kendrick were enemies. They hated each other with a deep seated passion. Never did they know that there's a thin line between love and hate.