Chapter 23. Revelations

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Shiloh's POV
It's now the first week of July (I made time go by fast, I mean.. The last chapter was just the last week of May. Time flies when you're going crazy ;).) and the interaction between me and Drake has almost diminished completely. I'm past the weight goal that I needed to be, so they're considering moving up my date for the procedure. Drake only comes in my room to bring me my food. The nightmares have stopped, I've stopped waking up in soaked clothes and the puking has also ceased to exist.

Whenever I saw someone in the hallway, we'd quickly run away from each other in fear. I was still afraid of everything little thing. "Hey." "Ahh!" I screamed, running a little ways ahead and turning around. Drake was behind the counter, re-stocking the coffee machine with filters. "You've been here for a two months and a week. You shouldn't be afraid of anything anymore. You should barely have emotions. Yes the tests make you feel emotions, but you go through the same ones over and over again, so eventually you don't have the feeling anymore because you know what's coming." Drake said to me, as I slowly sat on the stool.

"You look so healthy by the way." He complimented, me looking down at myself. "I haven't showered since two days ago, and I've barely been sleeping. I feel like shit." I replied, my eyes meeting his for the first time in what felt like forever. "Come on, we need to talk." He stated, pulling my hand and walking us towards the storage closet. We avoided the cameras carefully and Drake shut the door behind me once I was inside. "What do you need to talk to me about?" I asked, looking up at him in the dark, after my eyes had adjusted.

"Us." He answered, me sighing. "Drake.. First of all, the kiss happened a month ago. Why are you bringing it back up? Second, I'm three years younger than you so that makes this illegal, and Third, I don't like you in that way." I replied, as I pulled my hands away from his. "Just- just hear me out, please." He whined, taking my hand in his again. "Fine, go ahead." I replied, watching his face.

"I'm technically two years older than you, I just turned seventeen. My birthday isn't till next January. And... You're different from the others, you didn't react from the sessions like all the others did. You took time, that right there makes you different. You're special, you make me laugh.. Hell, you talk to me. I haven't had someone talk to me besides the staff since I started working here at fourteen!" He claimed, his eyes beginning to shine just as he pulled on a string and the light turned on.

"I-I love you, Shiloh. I love you, for making me who I am today. For making you who you are. You're perfect, strong, loving, caring, kind and so much more. I don't want you to go through that procedure next month. I wouldn't be able to bare working here if you didn't talk to me." He spoke as I looked up at him. "You did it for two years, you did it before you met me." I replied, as he blushed. "Yea, exactly. Before I met you. Now that I know you for you... I can't imagine you without your emotions." He finished, now cupping my cheek.

My thoughts drifted away from Drake and back to Logan. He'd be heartbroken.. But I doubt he still loves me, he can't love me. I've been gone for so long, he'll need a doctor. I rubbed my hands over my tired eyes and yawned. "Are you scheduled for a session today?" Drake asked me, now back in my room. I shrugged and looked at the calendar that hung on the wall. "Uh... No, I don't have a session. I had one two days ago so I'll have one tomorrow and Saturday." I replied, him nodding.

"Have you kept in touch with the boys?" He questioned, playing with a piece of my hair. "No, I've been checking on them though. They're busy and I understand that, they're on tour and I'm here. I'll be seeing them next month anyway.. I can wait a few more weeks." I muttered, staring at the black computer screen. "I know you miss them, you miss being around them. You miss the energy they give off, all the good vibes." He said aloud, trying to sound cool. "Never say that again." I laughed, looking up at him.

"What do you mean?" He laughed back, looking down at me. "Never say the 'all the good vibes' part again. It doesn't sound right coming from you." I replied, giggling up at him. "I like your laugh." He said suddenly, grinning down at me. He leaned closer, his lips touching mine. "And you said you didn't like me!" He yelled as he pulled away from me and smirked down at me. "I have to get back to work, before the cameras sense me missing and the staff begin to worry." Drake spoke, shifting me over and getting up. He quickly gave me a kiss goodbye again and left my room, leaving the door open.

I sighed, staring up at the ceiling. Was this right? Was I doing the right thing? I thought over all the things that Drake and I have been through this past month. I smiled at most of them and sat up.

I just had a revelation; I liked Drake.

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A/N: hiiiiiiiiii :)

So, I decided to give you guys a short chapter today! It's only because I have band practice at 5:30pm until 9pm and I need to eat dinner and get changed.

I'm off from school tomorrow, so I'll update another chapter after I finish my essay for school. I also promise to add a picture for the next chapter, I feel like I haven't added a picture in days!

Until tomorrow, my friends!

Maddie <3

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