Shadowed (z.m)

5.

My feet carried me forward, not so steadily and every now and then I'd wobble. A bottle of Jack Daniels in my right hand and a cigarette in my left. The summer wind blew wonderfully threw my hair. I loved how you could walk on the roads out here. One simple road surrounded by fields. An hour way from the city and pure freedom.

"Yeah, it's summer but don't get shit drunk before five in the afternoon." Drew teased from behind me. I ignored him and kept trying to walk in a straight line, a giggle leaving my mouth every times I'd wobble. Graduation had been today. It was slow and boring but in the end it was finished. I refused to have a graduation reception or whatever mum called it. Because this was how I wanted to celebrate. Leaving the town for a couple hours and spending that time how I wanted to. I felt kind of free. It was a sense of freedom I hadn't felt in a long time, what didn't make it complete was the he was still in town and apparently would be for the summer. Not only that but she felt the need to join him.

Stay away from the couple...

"Did you get some?" I asked after quite a while of silence. Drew gave me an 'you're-unbelievable-look' and laughed.

"I forgot to ask you Friday." I continued, raising my hand to shade my vision. The sun was on its way down creating an extra yellow light in the sky.

"And why should I tell you..." He smirked.

"Oooooooh! I knew it! I knew it!" I yelled, raising my hand in victory.

"So, you saw him?" He questioned changing the subject. His question tugged on one of the strings of my heart. The subject of him was still touchy and I only ever talked about it with my mum or sister. My sister must've told Drew because how else would he know?

"Yeah..." I answered quietly.

"I know you blame yourself for him being so close to you but it's not your fault."

"Then who's bloody fault is it!? I could've just pushed him, I could've just made him walk away from me without even saying a word, without even giving him the possibility of stepping closer to me!" I completely blew up on. The alcohol enhancing my aggresion.

"Are you scared of him?" Drew questioned nosily and at this point I just wished he could keep to himself. Again his sentence pushed me further and only added to my ruined mood.

"Why the hell would I be scared of him?" I scoffed, taking another drink from the bottle in my hand and a drag.

"Because he ruined your life in one day, one sentence was all it took." Drew knew very well that he was testing me. The way he stood so cockily in front of me, not backing down. "And don't act like it's not true."

I was fuming, taking quick steps striding towards him. I was not sober to say the least, and I'm uncontrollable drunk. My hand flew up and connected with his cheek. My anger boiling over completely.

"Coward." I spat at him and started walking away from the scene. I don't care if he drove me here I'm driving home without him. My feet picked up their pace as I felt a familiar stinging in my eyes. Don't cry, I screamed inside. When I got to the car I yanked the door open, getting in the drivers seat.

"Oh no you're not." Drew said, stealing the keys from me. I got out of the car but blocked his way so neither could he.

"How dare you?! You know that's a sensitive subject for me and you just throw it right in my face so you can laugh at me?!" I wanted my hand to fly right up and slap him again, trouble is Drew is the kind that would turn his cheek. And I couldn't do that. Before I had a chance to start hitting his chest, his long strong arms wrapped around me. I cried, for the first time in a while. I hadn't cried about Zayn or any of this for quite some time but now that he was back u had to let some of my feelings out. Drew held me and I cried into his chest. We'd never been in such close contact before and it was the first time we really hugged and he didn't know that much about me but at the moment he was my only friend and vice versa.