There's Different Sides to People: The Good, The Bad, and The Incomprehenisble

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Drake's POV:

I jumped on top of him and threw punches like crazy. Ive never felt rage like this before. My whole body was trembling the only thing stable were my fists. I kept blowing punches to his face and couldn't hear anything but his screams for mercy. My vision was blurry from my tears and anger and I could barely feel the blood dripping from my stomach.

"YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT" I cried.
"DO U REALIZE WHAT YOU'VE JUST DONE"

I shook his body senseless daring for him to answer me.

I smashed his head into the ground multiple times and punched him harder. I couldn't feel anything anymore all I could think about was Proof. Everything that's been happening the last few weeks that I've been keeping in just exploded. The fact that I can't get out of this house to keep Proof safe anymore. I haven't been able to make something out of myself all because I'm some stupid orphan with shitty parents who's going nowhere in life. All my money is gone all my hope is gone and now the one thing I ever lived for..

"DRAKE STOP"

I heard echoed screams and cries but everything was blocked out. I was tired, I was angry, and I was about to lose my mind. The bloody guy under me was the only thing I could control at the moment. And my punches were just getting started.

"Drake!"
"DRAKE!"

-12 hours ago-

PROOF'S POV:

I woke up on some torn up couch. Groggy and confused I got up to search my surroundings. Beer bottles were everywhere on the ground, along with stains everywhere across the floor. Disgusted and shocked I turned to find a snoring teenage boy laying on the floor.

"Hey!" I shook him but he was out cold.

I looked around to find some weird looking clear liquid still in a glass and threw it at the boy.
His body shot up as he furiously looked at me.

"Aye what the fuck man" he sluggishly rubbed his eyes.

"What the fuck did u give me last night!" I yelled.

"Exactly what u wanted vato! Weed. But dawg were you out cold by that shit" he chuckled.

" what the hell are you talking about" I demanded.

"I told you to stop after one hit but you kept going. As soon as you got the munchies you went to go raid my fridge but found these babies instead" he pointed to the numerous bottles of empty beer glasses on the ground.

"Holy shit I drank all of that?" I questioned placing my hands on my temples.

"Yeah man I've drunk with heavy ass drinkers before but man you got one hell of a liver" he raised his eyebrows.

I felt vibration in my pocket. God damnit I've only had a phone for 12 hours and I already want to throw it in a river. I checked my phone to see 10 missed calls from Drake. Holy shit. It's 2:00pm I overslept. Let alone never came back home. What the hell do I tell him. He and I know both damn well I don't have any friends.

"Hey don't sweat it kid, you can go." He threw me a sac of a green-like substance.

I looked up at him confused.

"You can definitely handle that shit. Just give me 20 bucks. If you want more you know where to go. But if you really want to get high," he said dangling something white substance. that looked like sugar but I was smart enough to know better than to think that.
"Then you know where to find me." He smirked.
Cocaine. But isn't that what screwed up my family in the first place? At least from the little that Drake's been telling me.

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