Chapter Eight

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Renn's P.O.V:

I was completely alone. Forever. No mom meant no one to give me a hug when the world hated me. No mom meant not being able to sleep without waking up to a "Good mornin' sweetie" or a "Rise and shine Rennie". I never realised it until now but I need her. As much as I may hate her, or want to run away, I love her and I don't know what to do with myself. Where could she had gone?

Drake's P.O.V.

I felt bad looking at how much of a wreck Renn is. She sat on my couch in the biggest hoodie she could find with her black, ripped skinny jeans. She had her beanie on and she was holding a bucket of ice-cream while sobbing to a sappy movie I could care much less about. I sat down next to her with a spoon and grabbed a big scoop of ice-cream. "Hey!" she shouted at me with an adorable angry voice. Then she held the bucket closer after realising how much I stole. She curled up into a little ball again.

"Renn, you can't just sit here and forget the fact that she's not here to take care of you. It doesn't mean that you can throw your life away like this. I care about you and I can't bare to see you like this." My voice was starting to break. "What do you mean? If anything, this is an improvement." She lifted up her sleeves to reveal the 'smiles' on her wrist. They were now scars instead of bloody cuts. I was proud of her, but she still needed to get herself together

"I love you Renn. I would never let anyone hurt you, not even yourself. I need you to stay with me. I can't let you go out like this. You need to get it together." Shit, I admitted it. "I knew it." She just sat there. No real reaction to those 3, cliche words that are said too much.

"I love you too Drake, but I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to trust myself to be okay. I've always had someone to catch me when I fall and I don't know who can be there for me or not. Even though I've got Sadie, she's all I've got." She was starting to tear up. "I could be that, Renn." I said. And I started to walk away, to go hide in my room.

Renn's P.O.V

Drake just left me alone to think about what I had said. I felt like a total asshole. I didn't mean to make him feel bad at all. He could be that. But I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to be in a relationship quite yet. I just found out that I had been in a coma for quite a long time and then my mom decides to leave me on my own. I was simply screwed and there was no way I could dig myself out of the grave I had made.

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