My Teen drama

Chapter 23

I threw a pillow at Drake. He startled and woke up, stretching and rubbing his eyes to see me standing right in front of him. I had alot of emotions inside of me. Fury , confusion, hatred.

"Whats wrong?! Why are you looking me like that?" murmured Drake.

"What happened last night , thats what I want to know. I hardly remember anything that happened?! Im feeling sick and dizzy and god knows what I have just puked out!" I yelled , sitting on the bed with my hand stamped to my forehead. It took a while for Drake to answer , he was biting his lip and not looking at me once. He was hiding something.

Wait , what happened to the party? I dont even remember what happened at my own party and yet i still dont know why the heck and how Drake got in my bed? These scars on my body? My vomiting? My constand dizzyness ? Something definently wasnt right! I got up at started looking around the room and it was a mess. I spotted something a can right near where i was sleeping. I ran over to the side of my bed and picked up the can , panic running inside of me. I pulled the can closer to read the label and it said words that made me speechless !

                  'Jakstorz Beers'

Beer? What? No it cant be true. I did.not have beer, i never will and i would never WANT TOO! I smelt my breath and it stank , the smell just like beer. That was why I was puking , thats why im so dizzy and I have forgotten everything from last night , because I drank BEER ! I got Drunk.

I took a glance at Drake for one second and stormed out the room to check on downstairs. As I put my foot on the bottom step , it felt like I had just walked into a garbage dump! Cans of beer, alchahol bottles , cigarettes and food was trashed all over the place. It stank like anything and so did I. The kitchen and the living room was filthy, mum would kill me if she saw this mess. Before I could take another move , Drake was standing right behind me , his hair all scruffed up and his hands around my waist. Didnt he know how angry I was ? Didnt he see me storm out the room and now hes acting if nothings wrong?

I pushed Drake out my way , glaring at him like a angry panther.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked , raising his eyebrows intensly.

"Ha , what the fuck is wrong with me? Cant you flipping see the mess ? Its looks like a dump , like some garbage truck has stopped by and thrown all its trash over here!" I shouted , my body steaming up.

"And you think this is my fault? That I caused this damn mess!" yelled Drake , pointing around the mess in the room.

"Well, you did bring the beers and alchahol , and you never even told me how many people were coming!"

"So , what you dont trust me anymore?!" he shouted louder , kicking the beer can across to the end of the room. I didnt like making Drake angry , however I could not control my anger! How did I end up drinking beer, how did Drake even get in bed with me and what happened last night!? And then it hit me! I remembered Drake giving me a drink last night after we danced.

"Drake , what drink did you give me last night?" I asked suspiciously.

It took Drake another long time to say a word , just like before. He looked away not giving any eye contact with me at all!

"DRAKE ANSWER MY FLIPPING QUESTION! WHAT DRINK DID YOU GIVE ME LAST NIGHT!" I shouted so loudly that I bet the whole neighbourhood heard me.

"I GAVE U FUCKING BEER! THERE I SAID IT , YOU HAPPY NOW!?"

I froze after every word he just said, it was like I was in a ice cube , unable to break or melt.

Drake , my own boyfriend , the one I loved , the one I cherished my heart towards , fed me beer by lying to me.

"Why would you do that?"I asked , tears streaming down my face.

"Because I wanted to flipping have sex with you , but instead I had to wait and I lost my patience. Are you happy I told the truth , huh!" yelled Drake, scowling at me.

"Drake you didnt have sex with me ... you raped me!" I muttered, pulling up the sleeves of my bathroom to show him the scars HE gave me.

"Drake , Can you just leave! I dont feel like talking to you!"

Drake stormed out the living room right after I told him and slammed the front door so hard that vibrations were travelling through the flooring. I sat down on the sofa curled into a ball and all i could do was cry , cry my eyes out!

My own boyfriend hurt me , betrayed me , lied to me. Was that what love is about? To hurt someone!?