Stuck In Reverse (#wattys2018)

(27) "H-he... he is my boyfriend."

Media: we're all in this together (high school musical).

Yes, we're all in this shit together babies!!!

I dumped my books in my locker, sighed, closed and turned to lean on it. Surprisingly, I've had one of the most boring weeks ever, no threats, attempt on my life or seeing Drake.

Granted, I avoided at all costs, moving about wherever he could be, but he also didn't make an appearance at all.

At home, it was just like I was living with a roommate, it was almost as if the 'naked' situation last week never happened. We didn't talk to each other, avoided each other at all costs.

So here I was today, like yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and the day before, going to class like a normal student who didn't have a killer as a boyfriend, or a husband, or saw things that made her seem mad.

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Fresh air, plus fresh hamburger, a bowl of nutella, orange juice and fries smiled at me and I smile back widely of cos.

'Jason's' was the best restaurant ever, why?? It had an open, outside diner!

Currently, I was sitting outside, smiling at the food on my table. People who saw me, probably thought I was mad but, who cares about them??

Not me.

I carried my extra large burger in both hands and made to shove it into my mouth when someone suddenly sat in the vacant chair in front of me.

I frowned.

Who dared to interrupt my royal stuffing of face??

I looked up, about to give the intruder a piece of my mind.

I stopped, gasped, eyes wide.

Silver, apologetic ones  stared back at me.

Drake...

Again!

I wrapped my trembling fingers against the other and I stared at him.

He stared back.

I did the same.

I was calm, it was like I'd been waiting for this moment, where he'd finally kill me.

I'd been waiting for weeks. For the day he would come for me.

Was that awkward?

"Drake..." My shaky voice couldn't help but mutter.

"Leah... I'm sorry..."

I frowned.

It wasn't supposed to be like this..

I'd imagined something more along the lines: you bitch! It's time to die...

But, I'm sorry??

"What?" I muttered, confusion and fear boldly written on my face.

He reached out to grab my hand across the table but I quickly withdrew, my heart pounding hard.

"Leah... I'm really sorry, I was out of hand... I just didn't know how to handle you being married to someone else... I love you," he pleaded sincerely, reaching out and grabbing my hands across the table, rubbing my fingers gently.

Gently... But my heart was in chaos, I didn't want him touching me... I didn't want him near me.

He repulsed me.

"I-im sorry Drake but... I can't do this anymore, I d-dont want to be with you... Please let me go," I muttered mostly to myself, but the tightened grip on my wrist showed he heard me clearly.

I whimpered, trying to remove my hands from his grip but instead his hands tightened around mine.

"L-let go.." I whimpered, tears grazing the corner of my eyes.

"I'm sorry Leah," he tried again and I shook my head rapidly.

"N-no, let me go."

Suddenly, that demonic red flashed in his eyes, bone-crushing my wrist, he said through clenched teeth and a hard expression.

"I said... I'm sorry... Take me back Leah..."

His grip tightened per second I didn't answer him.

I guess when he found out that I'd rather have my bones crushed than have him back, he tried another technique.

He tilted his head mockingly "It's three thirty now, I'm sure baby Liam should be on his way home now right?"

My heart froze immediately.

No!

Not my brother!

Please...

"I wouldn't want that cute little boy in a ghastly accident.... would you?" He glanced at our hands, smirking.

"Don't you touch m-my brother..." I muttered, tears already running down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry Leah... Take me back?" He asked again.

Before I could give an answer, a rough hand jerked me up and turned me to face Killian, who was staring down at Drake angrily.

"K-killian?" I whispered, almost thinking I was being delusional.

"Are you alright?" He asked, his glare set on Drake, who had sat back in his chair, arms folded across each other, watching us with interest.

What the fuck was he doing here?

How did he find me?

"I-im fine...w-what are you doing here?" I asked and he suddenly released my arm, only to grab drake by his chest, pushing him up.

A crowd began to gather and I earnestly prayed that someone would get the sense to call the police before everything went out of hand.

But of course, they were more interested in watching fights.

"What the hell are you doing with my wife?" He asked angrily and I quickly pushed him away.

"Stop it Killian... H- h- he is my boyfriend," I whispered quickly and Killian turned to glare at me, while Drake just pulled a smug smile.

I felt like punching the smile out of him. But not when I was busy staring at Killian's livid look, mentally begging him to understand.

He wasn't showing any signs of understanding.

Suddenly, he pushed drake away from him, stared at me for a second more and Walked away.

Crushing my heart with every step he took.

I turned back to Drake, seething.

"I take you back Drake, now don't you lay a finger on my brother..." I said and walked away, my appetite gone.

What are you thinking right now??

Leah's a fool for taking him back?

Drake's an asshole for threatening her?

Killian's a coward for leaving her with drake??

Lemme hear those thoughts, I literally write for them.

Sharonbright.