Bipolar Love (Drake Christopher Fanfic)

Chapter Eleven

Renn's P.O.V.

What the hell was he doing here?! I realized how I was dressed. I wore my tight, ripped black skinny jeans with dark blue nylons underneath. My tank top was hanging way too low and the one underneath was too. I looked down at my feet to find high tops instead of my Ed Harvey converse shoes. I saw my reflection on Drake's sunglasses (Which were resting on top of his fuzzy blue hat)

I couldn't believe it. I had way too much eyeliner on and my lipstick was bright red. What happened to me in the past 7 hours? I had changed so much for something I knew wasn't worth it. "Rennie, you okay?" Ian asked me. "Yeah. I think I'm a little tired. I should probably go, sorry." Good enough escape plan. "Aw, but the party's just started." Ian said with a stupid looking grin on his face. "If she's not feeling good, she should probably get home." Drake said, looking at me to see if I was okay.

Then, I collapsed.

Drake's P.O.V.

Shit! I mentally screamed at myself. "Ian?" I looked up to realize that Ian bolted. I was in deep trouble if I couldn't get her to a hospital soon. I picked her up in a cradle like mode and walked to my house to get my car. I set her in the back seat so she could lie down and I drove to the nearest hospital to see if she was okay.

I could feel my throat swelling along with my eyes. It was hard to choke back tears right now. What if I lost her? What if she overdosed before coming to the park? What if I'm too late? I couldn't take it anymore, as soon as there was a red light I started to bawl. I hadn't cried like this since, forever.

Renn's P.O.V

I opened my eyes to see a white ceiling and grey tiled walls. There was a couple chairs at the end of the bed. I rolled over to my right to see the familiar face of Drake. His face was in his hands and I could tell that he was crying. I reached over and grabbed his hand and held it tightly. "I'm sorry Renn. I let you down." I hated seeing him like this "You didn't let me down, Drake. I let you down. I ran off with no explanation on what I did."

I though for a couple seconds. The penguin. "Do you remember the penguin?" I asked him, hoping he did. He shrugged. "Yeah." I looked at him and I smiled, even though things were falling apart. He looked back at me, grinning. Not grinning in a sly way, but grinning in a happy way. I leaned over and hugged him tightly, nuzzling into his neck. I could tell he was smiling, then I felt a tear-drop on my back.

I sat up again and gave him a questioning look. "Drake, what's wrong?" He started to cry again. I shushed him. "Don't worry Drake, things will be fine again soon. I'm sorry for calling Ian. I made a mistake, it won't happen again." But wait, we weren't in a relationship.

Drake's P.O.V.

Wait, what? We weren't dating or anything. No matter how much I loved her, I accepted the fact that she and I would never be anything. "Drake I-" She paused and laid back down againg. Turns out she had been starving herself again. I felt terrible about letting it get this bad. "It's okay just get some rest. I'll bring you back some stir fry?" I didn't want her stressing too much. Even though she was strong; for a girl with such a fragile heart.

She nodded and rolled onto her side. I left the room and went to the nearest store to buy veggies. Once I was done shopping, I made my way home only to be stopped by the one, the only: Ian.

Ian's P.O.V.

Drake stopped in his tracks once he realized I was in front of him. He looked so scared. "Is she okay?" I asked, my voice trembling at the thought of her in trouble. He chuckled and shook his head. "You know that you're not good for her, right?" He said. What did he think I was? Stupid?

I knew I wasn't good for her. I knew that if her and I became closer, things wouldn't end up so good. I knew I was a terrible person for what I did to her. It couldn't get any worse than this. She hated me and Drake hated me too. I do honestly care about her though. She does mean a lot to me.

He started to walk past me, but he stopped half way "Yes, she is okay. But she starved herself for a couple weeks. And yes, she'll be fine. Just leave her alone." He said and then continued to walk away. I was just glad she was okay. After all, she's all I need.

Renn's P.O.V.

I heard the door open and close. I was still half asleep so I still had my eyes closed. "Hey, you up?" I heard Drake ask. "Merrrr." I groaned, not wanting to be awake. I slowly sat up as Drake set up the table for me. The stir fry smelled divine. I couldn't wait to eat. "About earlier." I said slowly. "Hmm?" I looked over at him. His mouth was full of food. I guess it was a sign for me to continue.

"I know that I've put you through a lot lately and I apologize for that. I haven't had my thoughts together lately. But, I think I do now." "Mmhmm?" It sounded like he was waiting for more. "I love you Drake. And I want you to know that. I just wish we could date." He finished eating.

"Why couldn't we date?" He asked, sounding a little upset. "It's just, It's ju-" I stopped myself. He was right. "It's just that, that was the answer I was looking for." I smiled. "So we're dating now?" He was beaming with excitement. "Yeah. I guess we are."