My Personal Remedy

The Talk

~Ryleigh's P.O.V.~

Listen Ryleigh, we need to talk." Drake said. "Let's go."

"Why do we need to talk?" I asked.

"It's about your depression and self-harm."

"Why this again?"

"Ryleigh just please hear me out."

"Okay."

"You obviously know that my dad left when I was young," he paused. It was clearly hard for him to talk about. "Growing up with a woman and always being surrounded by women, I grew up rather sensitive. I was bullied and harassed in my teenage years for being sensitive. It really hurt me.bi went through the same pain you're going though. I felt that I had no one to confide in so I bottled up my emotions and eventually started harming myself. I even tried to commit suicide a couple times," he said as he pulled up his shirt sleeve revealing faint scars on his forearm. Tears started to swell in his eyes. "Nobody knows but you. My mom doesn't know, my dad doesn't know, my aunts, uncles, cousins, even my closest friends don't know. Ryleigh, I am trusting you with a secret of mine. Now do you believe that you can tell me anything?"

"Yeah." I said between sniffles.

"Listen. Ryleigh don't work yourself up. That was a different and harder part in my life. That time is in the past, we are in the present, and I am so truly blessed to have a wonderful family, a wonderful career, and wonderful fans. How many times am I going to have to tell you the same thing? You should know this anyway."

"Yeah. You're just always so happy all the time."

"Not really. I have a lot of emotional distress inn my everyday life. I'm good at putting on a fake smile for the press. I'm still a human being with feelings and emotions."

"I know but I just wish I was able to throw on an expensive outfit and a fake smile just to be okay. But no, I have to harm myself just to feel some kind of emotional outlet on the feelings I just CAN'T keep inside anymore!" I yelled. People on the streets were staring at us.

"I know Ryleigh, I really do. I've been down that road before. I know the feeling of emotional neglect and confusion."

"I just want to talk to your mom. Maybe she will know what to tell me, without revealing either of our secrets."

"Why don't you just talk to me about it?"

"I don't know. I don't know much of anything at this point. I am totally confused with my emotions."

"I know. Listen, I'm not going to pressure you into telling me so when you feel ready just know that I am ALWAYS here for you and ALWAYS will be."

"Thanks." I said. "Hey, where did Hunter go after the interview yesterday?"

"I'm not sure."

~Drake's P.O.V.~

I really worry about Ryleigh. It meant a lot to me to share my secret with her just to show her that I really do know how she feels, not just saying I do. I decided that it was best not to be in the hospital room for now so I went home. After all, she did ask for my mom. Who, by the way, is still at the hospital. Maybe I shouldn't go back for a few days.

--The Next Day--

I stayed home last night to give Ryleigh some space. When I woke up I had several missed calls and texts from my mom asking where I was.

D- I'm at home.

S- Why didn't you come back yesterday?

D- Ryleigh needs her space.

S- Well judging by her concern about you, I'm guessing she wants you here.

D- I might come back today. It may not be until tomorrow though.

S- Okay.

There are several reasons I don't want to go back:

• I can see Ryleigh depleting every day.

• I don't want to watch her die.

• Her parents need to be the ones there for her.

• I hate watching Lincoln be so worried about Ryleigh.

My thoughts were halted when my phone started ringing. It was my mom.

"Drake!" She sobbed into the phone.

"Mom, calm down. What happened?"

"It's Ryleigh. You need to hurry."

I hung up the phone and grabbed my keys. When I got to the hospital I went to Ryleigh's room but nobody was there. I then went down to the emergency room waiting area and spotted my mom and Lincoln.

"What happened?" I asked as I tried to catch my breath from running down flights of stairs.

"She had some kind of infection or something. That's all they've told us." Lincoln explained.

"Oh my God! This can't be happening! She is already doing chemotherapy and taking medications for her pulmonary embolism and now this!"

"Calm down," my mom said. "She will be okay. I know you are scared, we are too but we have to stay strong for Ryleigh."

I suddenly leaned onto my mom's shoulder and started crying. "I just don't want to watch her die." I whispered so Lincoln couldn't hear it.

"I know it's tough but you have to be strong for Lincoln and Ryleigh. They both really need the two of us, son. They really do."

"I know. I'm sorry. I need to regain my composure for Lincoln."

"There you go. Stay strong." My mom said as she smiled and rubbed my back.

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I know its rather short but I started to have a slight writer's block.

Okay, first of all, what about this title? What about Drake's revealing confession to Ryleigh? What about Drake trying to give Ryleigh her space? Do you think he is the one that needed space? What do you think is wrong with Ryleigh now? Will she be okay after this?