DISCLAIMER: I do not own Drake and Josh, nor am i profiting from this.
A/N: This is going to be my shortest fic, it'll only be about two or three chapters. It will also be my first with a main character dying, so, if you're against that, then, you've been warned. I really just wanted a distraction from everything else going on in my life, and i got the idea for this, so, enjoy it, hate it, let me know what you think about it.
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Josh wiped down the counters again, out of more useful things to do. He had thirty minutes left until his shift ended, then he was off to pick Drake up from the party at Brendon's house, and finally home to his homework. The minutes seemed to drag on endlessly. The theatre wasnt very busy tonight, but, with Brendon's parents out of town and almost everybody having been invited over there, he guessed it made sense.
Just twenty five more minutes. Josh sighed heavily as he double checked that all of the candys were stocked, nothing was expired. All the things he'd been doing over and over for the last hour. He'd collected the expired snacks for Drake, it made him happy, and kept them from going to waste.
Soon... he was counting the secounds now, the agonizing wait for the clock to hit just the right time. He hoped that drake would be ready to leave when he got there, because Mindy would be heading to their house after he got out of work. He didn't want to waste a moment of the time they had together.
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Drake stumbled through the house, he wasn't drunk, just plesently buzzed. He didnt drink very often, but Jennifer had insisted and he really wanted to make out with her. He didnt have alot of time left before Josh came to pick him up, he had to find her fast.
He was heading up the stairs when he bumped into Britany. She stared at him with cold, hateful blue eyes.
"So, you're here with Jennifer?" She asked acussingly.
"Yeah." He replied, offerng a charming smile.
"I thought we were together." She snapped. "You were with me the other day, and you have'nt said otherwise, so whats going on?"
Drake wasn't sure what to say, usually the charming smile worked. "Look, Britany,"
"Forget it." She growled, pushing past him. "One day you're going to get whats comeing to you," She hissed.
He watched her walk away, a part of himself wanting to chase her down, the rest of him wanting to go and find Jennifer. Jennifer seemed like the safer of the two.
Chaz and Gregory watched as britany stormed off, not saying a word to either. She had left Chaz for Drake, and he still hated them both for it. But for all of his resentment toward his ex-girlfriend, he still cared about her.
"Maybe it is time that he got what was comeing to him." Chaz mused as he watched Drake move out of sight.
"What do you mean?" Grgory asked, sipping his drink. Chaz was his best friend, he'd do just about anything for him.
"Nothing bad happens to that kid, I say we change that." He nodded his head, waiting for Gregory to follow him.
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Finally! After what seemed like forever, it was five 'o clock! Without a moment of hesitance Josh clocked out and said goodbye to his co workers. It would take about fifteen minutes to get to Brendon's house, then about twenty to get home. Then he'd be able to relax, and do homework with Mindy. he felt like he hadnt seen her in weeks, even though they'd been in class together just yesturday.
He walked out to the car, smiling widly as he put the keys into the ignition and started it up. He had the next two days to himself and he planned on making them great.
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Drake was starting to get bored looking for Jennifer. She'd said that she would be right back, and he'd waited, but he couldnt find her. There were alot of good looking girls here, he wanted to kiss someone before leaving. He'd been asking around, everyone who'd seen her pointed him in a different direction.
"Hey, have you seen Jennifer?" he asked Chaz.
Chaz grinned and pointed toward a room at the end of the hall. 'She went in there a few minutes ago."
"Thanks." Drake smiled before finishing his drink and heading toward the room.
He opened the door with a smile on his face, peeking inside. He didnt see Jennifer anywhere. "Jenn?" he called as he walked into the room and shut the door.
"She's not in here." Gregory said as he stepped out from behind the door, startleing Drake.
"You scared me," he laughed nervously. He didnt like Gregory being between him and the door. Something felt off and he didnt like it.
There was a knock at the door and a moment later Chaz walked in. His smile was cruel and eyes dark. Drake didnt like the looks either of them were giving him.
"Sorry if I'm intruding." he said before trying to push past them to the door.
"Not so fast." Chaz said as Gregory grabbed him roughly by the arm.
"Let go." Drake said, fear setting in.
"No." Chaz said. "I saw what you did to Britany, the way you just discarded her. You know, she left me for you."
Drake tried to pull away from Gregory again. "I'm sorry." he said to Chaz. Looking at Chaz, Drake knew he was the better looking one, but he didnt want to say it out loud. He just wanted to leave. Josh would be there soon. "My brother's gonna be here soon to pick me up."
"Then I guess we'd better hurry." Chaz snickered, clenching his fist he struck Drake across the face.
His head spun with the pain of the impact. He woud have fallen if Gregory hadn't been holding onto his arm so tightly. Drake tried to pull his arm free again, resulting in Gregory twisting it painfully behind his back.
"Stop it." he shouted. He was scared, and angry.
Chaz nodded at Gregory, who clamped his hand over Drake's mouth. Panic was setting in as he saw freedom dissapear. He tried to shout out for help, to be louder then the music pumping through the house. The more he tried to ull away from Gregory the tighter his grip became.
"How many girls have you crushed and cast aside?" Chaz asked him. "They know what you're like, yet they still flock to you, to be quickly used and cast away. It doesnt make sense." He said before hitting Drake again, this time in the stomach.
He continued to hit him, in the face, the stomach, over and over untill there was blood on his knuckles and tears in Drake's eyes. He didnt care how badly he hurt him, he just wanted him to feel pain. "I loved her." He growled, wrapping his fingers around Drake's throat.
"Chaz..." Gregory said uneasily. This was begining to go too far. He could feel Drake struggling to breath and moved his hand away from his mouth.
"Please," Drake begged between breaths. "I'm sorry..."
"Sorry doesnt cut it." Chaz said before hitting him across the mouth.
"Chaz!" Gregory nearly yelled. "This is enough."
"No!" Chaz yelled. "It's not, he deserves this."
Gregory shook his head, releasing Drake's arm and watching as he fell to the floor.
"If you dont have the guts to help me," Chaz said bitterly. "then just leave."
Gregory walked toward the door, stoping with his hand on the cold handle. "Just hurry up." he said before leaving the room.
Chaz circled around Drake, looking down at him he kicked him in the spine. He laughed as Drake cried out in pain, as the pain and sobs shook his entire body. He continues to kick him in the back, the stomch, and then he kicked his arms until they moved so that he could hit the ribs. He hoped it hurt. He never wanted drake to forget this.
"Please..." Drake said as he coughed up blood. His vision was blurring, everything hurt.
"Shut up." Chaz snapped, falling to his knees he hit Drake across the mouth. He pushed Drake onto is back and brought his knee down hard onto his ribs. Before Drake could scream out he forced his hand over his mouth. He could feel the blood on his fingers as Drake tried to breath.
"You should have stayed away from Britany." He dug his knee harder against the surly damaged ribs untill he felt the crack. He watched in mild horror as Drake's eyes shot open with pain, as the muffled scream vibrated against his bloodied hand.
Drake tried to push him off, in panic he flailed his arms out toward Chaz, trying to hit him. It hurt to move his bruised arms, but he had to try! He kept screaming against Chaz's hand, blindly hoping that someone would hear him.
"Shut up. Shut up!" Chaz growled before hiting him against the jaw. The sudden silence terrified him. He watched as Drake's head fell back against the floor, the tears falling as his eyes became distant. "Drake?"
He moved his hand away from Drake's mouth, it was covered in blood. He was still breathing, though, the breaths were short and hard. Chaz moved to his feet, looking down at the bruise covered boy. "this isnt funny." He said, hoping that Drake was just messing with him. "It's not funny!" he repeated, kicking his side.
His only response was a dull groan. Slowly, Chaz backed away from Drake, toward the door. He didnt look back at him as he whiped the blood onto his jeans and left the room. He didnt look back at the closed door as he Joined Gregory in the hall. "Lets go." he said quietly. He wanted out of the house, to get as far away as possible.
"help..." Drake's voice was barly a whispered as he strugled to pull his phone out of his pocket. He felt its cold plastic with numbing fingers, it was smashed. His head fell back in defeat as the tears slid across his cheeks. "...Josh..."
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Josh pulled up to Brendon's house and pulled out his phone. He tried calling drake three times before rolling his eyes in annoyance. He'd wanted to be able to leave immediantly. He turned the car off and pulled out the keys, marching up to the door and pushing it open. The place was full of kids he went to school with, a sea of faces that he needed to sort through to find the one he wanted. He pushed through the grups of talking people, asking each if they knew where drakle was. Strangly, no one had seen him for a while.
"have you seen Drake" he asked a couple boys who were making their way toward the door to leave.
The first one ignored him completly, the secound hesitated. "Upstairs, last bedroom on the left." he said quietly before pushing past.
Josh shook his head and headed for the stairs. He counted the doors until he came to the one where Drake was suppossed to be. He knocked twice. "Drake?"
There was no reply. Josh sighed heavily then knocked again. "Drake, come on I need to get home."
"Josh..." The reply was very quiet, very, pained.
Josh pushed open the door, looking in horror at the bruised and bleeding person on the floor. "Drake!"
