changes

Part 1

Drake P.O.V

Before the incident I played, I cared about things but most important, I was happy. Now I feel guilty, sad and depressed. I am constantly watched to make sure I don't try to end my life as I have attempted before. I consider myself a social outcast.

"Dad" I yelled. Then I woke up.
I was sweating, not from hotness but from anxiety. My mum entered my room, she looked worried.
"Another nightmare my boy, another time thinking about it?"
My mum tries not to mention the event, she thinks that the more she mentions it, the more it hurts. The truth is I miss him more every day and the pain just grows bigger and bigger. He taught me to let go but I wasn't prepared for something like that.
"Yes" I said with a mix of sadness but a feeling like if I had already use to it
My mum sighed.
She then asked me if I wanted to sleep with her, I told her I was too big for that. She told me that I will always be her little baby. She then kissed me on the forehead and went back to her room while I tried to sleep.

I was soon asleep