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DRAKE POV
I’m not going to be one of those dicks that sits there and says ‘I’m not scared of anything.’
No man likes to admit it, but everyone’s scared of something. When I was a kid I used to be terrified of that creepy little chucky doll after Nate and I watched the movie and my dad being the wonderful parent he is brought me the doll for my 8th birthday. I locked the creepy little ginger bastard away in the attic first chance I got.
As you get older, things don’t scare you as easily. Even when I first went to prison, I was nervous but I was never actually scared. It was more anxiety, I was at the point of my life where I didn’t really care if I got stabbed in the neck with a spork in the lunchroom after everything that happened, but it didn’t meant the thought of it didn’t make me a little agitated.
So yeah, as a grown man not a lot scares you.
But right now I’ll swallow my pride and admit I was fucking terrified.
I was currently stood outside of the warehouse where all the shipments of the pills were being dealt with, and I was just about to go in and quit. Tell Derek and my dad that I was out and didn’t want to do this anymore. And there was a part of me that didn’t know if I’d actually make it out of the warehouse with all my limbs once I did.
I knew the type of person I was working for and I knew it would not be easy, but I had no choice.
I never wanted to do this; I never wanted to fall into this life like my dad did. I agreed to it and I admit it was stupid but I was at rock bottom. I’d lost everyone I’d remotely given a shit about and I just wanted to sink as far down as I possibly could.
But I had it back now. It wasn’t perfect I knew that, what was though?
I knew me and Nate weren’t completely back to normal, but we were talking. That was something.
I knew things with me and Mia wer..." http://wattpad.com/story/991193
