Chapter Thirteen

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Drake's P.O.V.

I wish I could put into words how happy I was. I didn't have to worry about Ian anymore. He knew where he stood. He stood between me and Renn at first, but now he's out of the way. I can't wait until they sign the release form for Renn. I decided to go home and clean up a bit. My house was way too full of stuffies, bracelets and hats to have anyone stay with me.

I heard a knock on my door. I walked over, hoping it wasn't Ian. I opened it to find Sadie standing there. "Where is she?" Sadie asked. "And what did you and Ian do to her?" She needed to calm down. "Ian and I didn't do anything. She was starving herself again. I thought you were watching over her for me?" She flinched back a bit. I realized how loud I was talking. I let her in and we sat on opposite couches.

"I've been seeing someone." Not one of these things again. "It's Ian. He's really changed, or so I thought." "Why would you go to him after all he's done to all of us?" "I told you, I thought he changed!" She was yelling now. "But why?" I asked her. "Because him and I had been dating since before the 'Renn Incident' happened. I know he's been with other girls, but I don't care. He was just so convincing. I'm sorry Drake. Him and I are leaving town today. Renn's stuff is on the porch."

Drake's P.O.V.

"Well, fuck." I said to myself while plopping down on my couch. What was I supposed to do now? How was I going to tell Renn? I started to cry. I don't even know why. I just did. I wish I could be strong in situations like this. Or at least have a shoulder to cry on. Or to have someone around to tell me I'm doing a good job and motivate me to keep going. I dried my face, got up and went to see Renn.

Renn's P.O.V.

I woke up and rolled over. I saw Drake on his phone "Hey, you." I barely whispered to him. "Hey, sweetheart." He replied, grinning at me. He always knew how to make me feel happy. Even at times like this. "Did you eat yet?" He asked. Hmm... Did I? Nope. "Not yet." I said. "Good." He chuckled, pulling out a mini-DVD player, Season 8 of Supernatural and a few bags of chips out of his backpack. I was so glad he came into my life. I don't know where I would be without him...

Drake and I sat in the hotel room and watched Supernatural until visiting hours were over. He gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and was on his way. Him and I texted until the nurses took my phone away so I could get some sleep. I didn't get sleep either way but they didn't want me keeping Drake up too late. I eventually dozed off around 12:30 ish. I didn't dream that night. It was a blessing and a curse. No sleep meaning no nightmares. No sleep also meaning something bad was coming soon that I was worried about but didn't know what it was. Which makes no sense but I'm hoping it's not as bad as things usually are when I don't dream.

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Author's Note:

I am really, really, really, really sorry for not updating this story sooner. I had really bad writers block. I was out of inspiration. But now I'm back and am planning to continue this story until the end. So just please bare with me and leave some feedback? And I apologize for the super short chapter but there's big things coming :)

-pegapengcore

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