I wake up the next morning covered in blood and dirt again. I lay there and try to remember last night but I just can't. The last thing I remember was laying down in my bed and listening to music and falling asleep. I sigh and swing my legs out from under my blanket onto the cold hard wet floor and sit up. I get light headed and fall back down again. My head feels like someone's taking a hammer to it and I can't think of anything besides the pain. I hold my head in my hands as I try to concentrate on my breathing. Shelby throws open my door yelling at me to wake up and get out of bed before I'm late again and this makes my head hurt worse as I cringe at her yells. I calmly tell her to get the fuck out of my room and that I'm staying home today. She just looks at me and looks at the mess, she shakes her head as she leaves shutting the door behind herself. I curl up into a ball not caring about anything as I try to sleep with my pounding headache.
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Silence
Teen FictionDrake is an average teenage boy, or so one may think. He goes to school and talks to the pretty girls until night comes. Night is when Drakes true self comes out and no one is safe. But when Drake falls for a pretty girl how can he tell her about hi...
