No.28

POV Lisa.

It hurts like hell! I feel like my flesh is on fire. The cold ground doesn't help, no nothing, it seems to be getting worse. I deserved it, I deserved every punch Drake gave me, my body knows it, but my head doesn't. I'm crying because I'm in pain, but also because I feel stupid! I should have been careful.

But do I deserve him to be so angry? He went and left me there, without even trying to find out how I am. I don't know how I should feel, but right now I feel really bad. I wish he would reassure me, tell me something, I don't know what, but something that would make this horrible feeling I'm feeling right now go away.

I'm fucking hurting! I don't even know if I'll be able to get up and drag myself to the room. I feel a hand on me. I flinch and back away as if I've been burned.

"Damn it! "He says.

I turn my head and see Drake, he looks upset, lost, so fragile. At that very moment, it looks like a mask has fallen off, he looks human for the first time since I met him. I