Wouldn't Be Alive

Chp #15

"Quit bitching about the journey when you beached your own ship..."

By insignificant funds (twitter)

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Elizabeth's POV)

It fell like hours when I returned. I checked my phone and there was several messages and phone calls from Drake.
I groaned. When I reached where Drake left me, I saw a very pissed Drake looking at his phone.

"This is going to be long night". I mumbled under my breath.

"Hey Drake ". I said in sweetest honey like voice.

He snapped his head toward my direction and his nostrils flared with anger.

Okay.

"Where the hell were you?!!" He boomed and honestly it scared the shit out of me.

"Just went for walk". I mumbled.

"Oh yeah in cold night you fancy walking toward woods and above all, Alone!". He nearly yelled.

He then stormed toward where I was standing, snatched my phone from my hand and smashed it on the road.

I flinched back, I was scared.

"Why-y d-did you do that?" I stuttered.

"Because you don't need it when you don't hear a freaking ring? Are you deaf?!!" He was throwing insults toward me. And I was verge on crying a river... I hated being yelled at.

His pupils were dilated and his once blue eyes were now black.

"I-I...".

"Stop it!!. Just stop it, do you have any idea how worried I was
, now seriously tell me

"Where were you?" His voice was dangerously calm and it almost gave me goosebumps.

"I -I went with t-the riders". I whispered.

"You what?!". He glared down at me.

"Please don't yell". I begged.

"Give me one good reason!!". His veins were bulging now.

I stayed silent.

"You must have a death wish!! Are you insane Elizabeth Taylor".

He had never called me by my first name especially not on this tone, the one very reason I was scared as hell.

"No Drake they weren't-"

"You know what I am cool, you go and hangout with those boyfriends of yours. I honestly font give a fuck" He spat.

Then something snapped inside of me and without thinking twice I slapped him right across his cheek.

I was shocked and his expression was mirror of mine.

I didn't want to slap him.

"I am so-".

"Save it" he said and stormed toward his ride, yanked the door open and after settling inside he slammed the door shut and sped away, leaving me behind. Alone.

Tears were now cascading down my cheeks.

I sobbed and looked down at my almost shattered phone, which was on pavement, the screen was almost broken. Scratches all over it.