*Drake's POV*
After that I just walked straight home and locked myself into my room and played forever. Until my fingers started bleeding, it felt like blades through my fingers. I sat there fingers burning and with blood all over my guitar and floor. I looked over at a picture of me and Melissa and I thouched it, I covered everyone in the background and me with my blood. I wrote on the wall "I love you" with my blood and just sat there until my dad came into the room and saw. He called the ambulence.
*Brandon's POV*
I heard the news about Drake and I went to his hospital room. I sat there for an hour until he woke up, "Hey man. What you do?" He looked at me, "Played til my fingers bled." I was shocked, "Why the fuck would you do that dude? You got crazy or shit?" He chuckled, "Nah.. Melissa broke up with me." I stared at him, "Oh god dude... I thought it was the other way around.. She's with Jesse now, sorry man." His little smile faded and he just laid there blankly, "Why would she do that to me?" I shrugged, "Dude you have so many girls out there dying just for you to say hi to them!" He smiled and looked away, "But none of 'em is Melissa." I looked at my hands, "Bro move on. She's a clingy ass slut. Shes with Jesse..." He looked back at me, "yea but... You know. It wont be the same." Then before I can say anything else the doctor looking, oh I mean nurse came in and told me to leave.
*Drake's POV*
When Brandon left the nure closed the door and sat next to me, "So you like playing guitar, is that right?" I nodded, "Yes, it's my life." She sighed, "Im sorry hun, since your fingers bled that much... Well. Dont consider thinking you should play anymore." I was super shocked about this, how can i not play, "But!" She just shrugged and left.
I finally got home and there was a whole pile of mail for me. Many of them told me to challenge a girl, her name was Leslie, on guitar. I didn't want to let my fans down that wouldnt hurt... But how? So I called Brandon
Brandon: Yup?
Me: Hey do you know a girl name Leslie?
Brandon: Oh yea she goes to our school, the emo freak.
Me: Oh her... Ok sure.
Brandon: K bye.
Me: C-ya at school dude
So I was going to I emailed her saying, "See you tomorrow after school behind the school for a guitar challenge, learn the song Like A Knife by Secondhand Serenade." After 3 minutes she replied, "Ive mastered that song..." So I replied, "Cya tomorrow."
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Playing 'til You Bleed
Teen FictionDrake just wants to be known for his guitar playing until he loses a loved one.