Chapter 15
Drew's POV:
"Drew.. You should really get some sleep." Derek mumbled. You nodded your head, but apparently not enough for Derek to notice it. "Drew can you hear me?" he asked, and snapped his fingers in front of your face. "Yes." you mumbled. Derek nodded his head and pulled you up to your feet. "Couch or your bed?" He asked, as he swung your arm over his shoulders, to give you support. "Bed."
He helped you out of the bathroom, and in to your room. He let go of you a slightly pushed you down on your bed. "Make yourself comfortable."
You made yourself comfortable and closed your eyes. Derek pulled the covers over you. "Now get some rest" he whispered, before he left your room.
You opened your eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling. You heard your phone buzz, and it could only be Kylie, who was trying to reach you. You didn't feel like talking to her, to be honest you didn't feel like doing anything right now. You closed your eyes, and tried to be as still as possible. The pain was still aching in your body. You could already imagine the look on people's faces when they'll see you tomorrow. And you could already imagine much shit they'd say about you. And all the rumors.. The rumors from last time hadn't died out yet. And if they started to spread more of them. You sighed at the thought. People were so damn judgmental. You started to think about Kylie. She used that phrase very often. "Ugh, Drew why are people so damn judgmental?" or "People are so damn judgmental!"
You smiled slightly at the thought of her.
She was the cutest thing ever when she was mad or frustrated. The way she rolled her eyes. Made funny gestures, sighed and furrowed her eyebrows. And then you remembered she was the reason you were laying here in the first place. If it wasn't because of Kylie, you wouldn't have hit Justin. Although it was worth it, and you didn't blame anything on her. Justin deserved to get beaten. He's an ass and that will never change. You honestly couldn't remember the last time Justin did something nice to anyone. But you were still sort of mad that she didn't tell you about Justin. But most of all, you were disappointed.
You moved a little in bed, and groaned because of the pain. You couldn't sleep, it was impossible. The pain was taking over. But you couldn't exactly do anything either. You sighed in frustration. "Maybe it's better to sleep anyways.." you said to yourself. You closed your eyes, and it didn't take long until you passed out.
"Drew. Wake up."
You opened your eyes and met Derek's hazel eyes. "How are you feeling?" he asked. You moved a little, and the pain wasn't as bad as yesterday. "I'll survive." you mumbled. Derek chuckled. "So you think you'll survive school too?" he asked. You nodded your head and carefully sat up. "Fuck." you hissed, your body was still sore, and you could feel it in every inch of your body. "I'll drive you to school, so get ready." He walked towards your door and stopped. "Oh by the way, I made eggs and bacon." he said smiling, before leaving the room.
You took your phone from your night stand, and unlocked it. Kylie had sent you three texts, and she had snap chatted you three times. You read her texts and sighed. //sorry for not answering your text. I fell asleep // you hit sent and checked her snapchats. She had sent you pictures saying 'Dreew where are you?', 'Drew I'm getting worried' and 'Drew seriously answer my texts'
You couldn't exactly send her a picture, because you had no idea what your face looked like right now.
You stood up and walked to the bathroom. You needed to take a shower. Not because you felt dirty, but because you needed to relax.
You locked the bathroom door after you and stripped off your clothes. It was painful to do that. You stepped into the shower and turned on the water. You leaned your head against the shower cabinet and let the water stream down your body. You instantly felt relaxed and let out a sigh of relive. You closed your eyes and cocked your head back, so the water streamed over your face.
