I feel like I can trust Drake with my life. Like he would never let me down. Never betray me. He rubs my back slowly his eyes filled with concern. I wipe the tears from my eyes. "My mother never even knew all the things he did to me. Unspeakable things." He listens carefully. "It went on for about 8 years...then one day he just...left." I sigh.
"He usually left almost every week. He would come back about 5 days later. This time, this time it was different." His eyes concerned. I look down at my hands. "He never came back. God, I was so relieved." I let out a long breath. Wipe my eyes. "June...I'm so sor-" I look at him. "Drake, it's okay. It's over now. I'm alright." He puts his hand on mine, and we entangle fingers.
"Then when I was 14 we moved here. I was so glad to get out of that house. There were so many bad memories for me." I look away. "I had to go to a new school, new house, new everything. School wasn't really my thing, no one really liked me. I tried to make friends but I couldn't, everyone hated me. I couldn't deal with it." I feel a tear roll down my cheek. "That's when I started doing this..."
