A Royal Love: Matthew

Chapter one

-Matt's POV-

Will and Luna left almost two years ago. They were planned to return earlier, but liked it so much that they're going to stay longer. I haven't heard anything from them since they left. I don't like it, it's pretty lonely in here without Will. I miss him.

I haven't seen Hazel since that one time in the bar. I hoped that father didn't do anything to her. He told me that he 'took care of it'. That really made me worried so kept asking him what he did and eventually he said that he let her move out of the county. It reassured me a little, but not enough. That was the moment I called Drake for the first time. We went to the park and there he told me that Hazel got a job offer from some big company aboard. She accepted the offer and left, leaving him alone.

We started to hang out again. It made me feel less lonely, even though he never comes to the castle and I always sneak out at night. Which is harder now, father decided to change a few things from the security and now it's harder to get out the castle.

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After almost being caught two times, I finally was outside the castle. I walk towards the street where I always meet up with Drake. Tonight we're going to his house, he bought a movie and asked me if I wanted to come watch it with him. Of course I said 'Yes'. What else am I supposed to do at the castle? Especially now Will isn't there. Drake sounded really excited when he called this noon. I didn't know that he wanted to see that movie so badly. I walk the street in and walk towards his car which is parked at the usual place. My smile quickly disappears when I see that Drake isn't in his car. I walk closer to take a better look.

And that is when I see him, lying on the ground. "Drake!" I yell and run to him. I kneel and shake him. "Drake! Come on, open your eyes!" I feel that my hands are wet and look at them. "Blood?" I look back at Drake. "You're bleeding!" I look at his abdomen and see that he's been stabbed there. I take off my scarf that I'm wearing and put it on his wound. It quickly becomes red, but I don't care. "Drake! Please, wake up!" I keep one hand on his wound and use the other to slap his cheek. "Drake!" I put my head on his chest and listen for a heartbeat. I look back at him. "No, no, no, no." I check his pulse in his neck. I look back at him. "No, don't do this to me!" I can feel myself starting to cry, but I don't care. I shake him again but harder. "Drake! Drake!" I stop shaking him and look at him. "Drake... please wake up." I stand up and keep looking at him. "Goodbye, Drake." I start to walk back to the castle. When I'm at the end of the street I look one last time at him. "Rest in peace, my friend."