That Boy's Bad.

Chapter 25

*Drew's POV*

My mother once told me "all good things must come to an end."

She said that the day she was in a car accident.

I now understand what she meant.

Life has always been horrible for me, I get that. My childhood, my teen years, hell even the last couple weeks have been horrible.

Nothing goes my way.

After I found out my best friend had lung cancer, the old me came back and bit me in the ass.

I showed true emotions.

So basically, I bawled like a baby.

Since Cole found out, he hasn't acted like himself. He ignores everyone and keeps a solemn look on his face that says: stay away from me or I will stab you with any object that is in my hand right now."

A couple nights after he found out, I went to confront him.

That day changed my life forever.

*ONE WEEK AGO*

I sat casually against my bedroom wall as I tried calling Cole. New tears drops stained my already bright red blotchy skin every time it went to voicemail.

I sighed in frustration running a hand through my hair.

All of us boys that are close to him know that Cole goes to either the gym or the old clubhouse when he is upset.

Gym is closed, so might as well try the clubhouse.

I hopped in my car as I cleared my throat, wiping my eyes with my long sleeved shirt.

I turned the car on and sped down the road. My hands gripped the wheel in anticipation.

What's going to happen?


The car ride was silent until I approached the woods. I hopped out of my car and walked down the trail slowly, contemplating my choice of words.

There he is.

I spotted him leaning against the tree that holds the clubhouse, no drink in hand so I guess that's good. He ruffled his hair as he looked at the stars.

"Hey." I said casually, walking up to him.

The look I expected to get was totally wrong.

I expected him to be all: "Drew I'm so sorry take me home! I'm so lost without you!"

But nope. His face shone with anger.

"What are you doing here?" He asked bitterly, standing up.

"Just came to talk to you that's all." I said staring at my shoes.

"There is nothing to talk about, Drew." His annoyance rose as he spoke.

"I just want to help Cole! We're best friends!" I yelled at him.

"Were. We were best friends." He yelled back. "I don't need your help Drew, I don't." He said.

"What the hell happened to you? What happened to the Cole I saw three days ago?" I asked.

"Things change. People change. It's the part of life."

"Cole, please." I whispered.

"Things happen for a reason. All good things must come to an end, Andrew." He yelled. The name stung my heart and I was near tears.

"It's not the freaking end Cole!" I yelled back.

"We had a good run. We had a good time, good memories and all that. I'm never coming back Drew, even if I did I will die eventually." Cole yelled at me.

"Please." My voice cracked as tears streamed down my face.


"Go home Drew. You don't need me and I don't need you." His voice was bitter but I could feel he was hesitating on his words.

"Stop acting like this! You can get treated Cole, you can survive this!"

"Even if I did I made my decision to not come back. I need to move on. Take care of Olivia for me." He whispered her name and then started to walk away.

I let him walk away.

*PRESENT*

I haven't seen him since that day, and I'm regretting not going after him. I don't even know if he is alive.

He doesn't need me, he made that clear.

But I sure as hell need him.




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A/N:


Short but important update!

Jeez I feel like a jerk doing that haha.

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~Julia~

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