Warning; violence and self harm throughout, read at own risk
Drew's PoV
"You were right when you said it was dangerous for me and Kier to ever be friends" I whispered dejectedly, as I brought my knees up to my chin and wrapped my arms tightly around my shivering frame, my eyes filling with tears as Luke turned around to regard me with a strange, sorrowful expression in his glassy eyes. For a moment, he just stared blankly at me, almost as though he didn't know what to say to make it better, or to even ease the silence that had befell us. To be honest, if I were him I wouldn't know what to say either, because even though he was a trained doctor and it was his profession to make people better, nothing - absolutely nothing - could make this situation any better, or make me feel any better than my all time low.
It hurt so much to admit those words aloud after spending so long trying to fight the dire truth of them. Ever since Luke had declared the danger of Kier's friendship to me, I had rebelled strictly against it, wanting to show him and the other condescending doctors that I could make in my sorry life something work, even if it was merely a small friendship, something most people took for granted. I wanted to prove a point to everyone that for once I could be handed something beautiful and unique by God and make good use of it, effectively not managing to fuck it up as it grew and lead to infinite possibilities. The fact that everyone seemed to find it so unbelievable that I would be able to carry on a friendship with a person such as Kier had only spurred me on further with trying to pursue the relationship, and that was my ultimate downfall. I thought that when they declared the friendship dangerous that they meant I couldn't carry one on for lengthy period of time without it disintegrating around me like all my crushed dreams, but after the most recent chain of events, their real intentions had been uncovered.
They weren't scared of me fucking up a friendship and hurting myself even more, they were scared of the effect a traitor such as Kier could have upon me and how his selfish nature would break me.
"You know, I used to think you said that because you hated the idea of me being in a friendship that you didn't think I had the metal stability or capacity to deal with such commitment, but now I know the truth" I ranted, though whether I was talking to Luke or myself, I didn't know anymore. "It was never me you were worried about not being able to handle a fragile thing such as a friendship, it was Kier. The moment he stepped through that doorway and entered the confines of this place, you saw him for the lying little rat he was, and that's why you wanted him kept away from me, to prevent all this ever happening. I should have just listened to you, but fuck, once I figured I had the chance to change something about my life or be the tiniest bit defiant against something or anything, like a normal person, just to have that independence I longed for, I was completely enthralled with Kier" I muttered harshly, practically snarling the last few words as the image of Kier's smirking face swarm into my head, completely unwanted.
He had known I was like that, that I would do anything to get back at Luke after mine and the great doctors many disagreements at the time, yet still visited me, and used my weakness to his advantage. He hadn't cared about me or the fact that he was chasing a mentally ill patient away from their doctor - who only ever helped them and tried to protect him - he'd just thought of himself and used me like a sick joke, chucking me away once he was done to be left for the flies.
"Drew, it wasn't particularly Kier I was talking about when I first said that, though I must admit I had my doubts on him" Luke explained with a small sigh as he sat down carefully on the edge of my bed, causing me to shy further into the corner of my room as Luke's hand rested reassuringly on my knee. I tried to ignore his intrusive touch, the comforting action reminding me too much of Kier, just like everything did.
"Then who were you talking about? It was me wasn't it? You think I brought this all upon myself for being friends with him, don't you Luke?" I spat, turning my soft gaze to glare sourly at the great doctor, who only released a small sigh at my actions.
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Don't take my memories~Drier
FanfictionDrew Woolnough is twenty years old though some days, he can't even remember who he is, or rather, who he was, let alone how old he is. Barely able to take care of himself, due to the fact that on bad days, he couldn't even remember what he was suppo...
