I've read many fics about Drake's dad and I just wanted to have ago a actually writing one of my own. I hope you like it. Drake's dad doesn't actually appear in this apart from in the flash backs.
Any thing in italic's is a flash back.
In all of the flashbacks Drake is eleven and Megan is six. In the present time Drake and Josh are seventeen and Megan is twelve.
Any thing not in italic's is what's happening in the present.
Drake lay in bed with his covers over him. It was eleven o clock at night and the only reason that Drake was in bed at the moment was because Josh had made him come upstairs.
He had been rehearsing with his band earlier, so he was worn out. His fingers were slightly sore and his voice was tired. But he didn't want to sleep. He was not in the mood for sleeping.
Then Josh had tried to get him to help wash up the dishes after dinner. Josh doesn't know that it takes a lot of work to be a good at music. Not that Josh and the others believed that any way.
Josh had fallen asleep about five minutes ago, but Drake wasn't falling so easily in to sleep. But he couldn't stop his eye lids falling closed over his tired eyes. If Drake hadn't been in his bed he wouldn't be falling asleep.
Drake couldn't stop him self falling in to sleep though. He been defeated by sleep's spell again.
Drake opened his eyes to a loud sound of a voice and light. He was so shocked that he nearly knocked little Megan off of his bed.
"Megan what are you doing up?" Drake asked his sister. His voice was a low whisper as he knew how much his dad hated noise when he was trying to get some sleep.
"I heard some thing down stairs." Megan seemed slightly more scared than usual. Then again she was only.
Drake sat up properly and sighed. Megan heard noises like that more often than Drake got a full eight hours sleep every night.
"Okay lets go and look then." Drake told her. Megan carefully climbed back down the ladder that lead up to Drake's bed and waited at the bottom. Drake climbed down after her minding her feet as he stood on the floor.
Megan grabbed his hand and turned her torch on. Drake still wondered were Megan had got that torch from in the first place. As they walked out of the room Drake flipped the light switch off, after all his father didn't like paying money to 'the greedy electric people' as he called them.
Megan lead him downstairs. Both of them were careful to make sure that they made the least amount of sound possible as they went on their journey down the stairs towards the kitchen.
After looking around downstairs Drake sighed and walked back over to Megan who was hiding behind one of the wooden chairs.
"There's nothing here," Drake told her although she didn't seem at all convinced, "Let's get you back to bed." Drake tried a different approach to the situation. Holding out his hand for Megan to take.
She took it and the two began their walk back up the stairs towards their bedrooms. Drake took Megan back to her room and was about to leave her when she asked him to come in to the room for a second.
As confused as he was he still walked in to the room following Megan in. He shut the door behind him as she climbed in to her bed. She slept in a room on her own, but she always knew that she was welcome to sleep in Drake's room, it was fine with him, but not with their dad he said that Megan had to be independent.
Drake tucked Megan in and gave her a kiss goodnight before heading for the door, however a little voice stopped him.
"Drake," Megan spoke her voice was quieter then when Drake had spoken earlier. She was always scared to speak at night. He turned to her and nodded proving that he had heard her, "Take my torch with you?" She said as she held it out to him.
Drake reached across to her outstretched hand and took the torch from her grasp.
"Thanks." He said with a smile before leaving the room content with the fact that Megan would sleep through the rest of the night with out any trouble.
The corridors of the house at night were dark and creepy. Drake looked around he was always on guard at night now. Ever since that argument of mum and dad's that he had heard a month ago.
He wasn't sure how much Megan knew she was too young for a life like this. If she didn't know it was better that things stayed that way. It was better if she didn't know.
It would protect her.
Megan saw Drake as such a strong bother, the person she comes to when she needs help if she can't speak to mum.
Drake had nearly cried the night she told him that. He wasn't strong. He didn't know how much longer he could appear like that to Megan.
How much longer would it be before Drake couldn't protect Megan?
The question plagued his mind. Whenever Megan came to him in the middle of the night that question always came to his mind no matter what he did to try and keep it away.
Before Drake realised it he was back outside the door to his room. He carefully opened the door and kept the torch on. It was easier than putting the light on then he would have to get up again to turn it off.
He quietly climbed up the ladder to his bed turning off Megan's torch when he was under the covers. Tomorrow would be another nightmare.
Drake was tossing and turning in his sleep his breathing heavy. Josh was asleep, so he wasn't able to notice the rapid change in Drake's behaviour when the boy was asleep.
Drake wasn't even aware of his actions, he cried many nights when he had nightmares, but then when he woke up in the morning he would find dry tear tracks staining his cheeks.
The nightmare's made Drake remember things. Things like how nice, sweet and helpful Megan used to be to him. Even when she knew that Drake was wrong she would still do all that she could to help him. Just like he helped her, but now all she did was pull pranks on him, but Drake always thought that might be partly his fault although when he had asked Megan before she had said that it was Dad's fault.
Who knew maybe Megan still loved Drake. Maybe she just used th pranks to make her self feel happier.
Drake walked downstairs ready to go to school. He was planning to ask mum if he could have some friends round this evening, but to his surprise mum wasn't down stairs in the kitchen like normal.
Megan was though.
She was sitting on a chair with a glass of water in front of her, but she wasn't eating any thing. Drake wondered why. Megan always ate breakfast even if she had to find some crazy way to eat while she walked to school.
"Hey Megs," Drake said to the small girl before receiving a 'Shh' in reply to his words, "Why did you-"
Drake was cut of by Megan pointing towards their father who was sat on the sofa watching some thing on the TV. From what Drake could see he didn't look like he was in a good mood.
Although when Drake thought about it he had never seen his father in a good mood. His mum had told him many stories of him when he smiled and didn't drink, but they were all stories that dated up to the day that he was born.
Drake constantly wondered if there was a connection between the two.
Drake put a hand over Megan's mouth and lifted off of her chair placing her behind the kitchen counter. Removing his hand from her mouth he spoke.
"What's going on?" He asked Megan in a whisper. He hated whispering.
"Mum's gone to work and dad's watching TV and we don't have any food to eat." Megan said in the same tone she always used when she was talking to Drake at night. Drake hated to hear that tone.
It made him sad.
Megan didn't deserve to be sad. Megan didn't deserve to be hungry. Drake felt his anger rising up inside of him as he looked over at their dad. He looked back at Megan trying to eliminate his anger, so that she didn't feel that he was angry at her.
Grabbing her hand he stood bringing Megan along with him. He stood the small girl in front of the front door.
"Stay here," He told her as he walked in to the room that his dad was sat in, "Megan's hungry." He said as he trying to keep his voice strong and his own temper and anger out of the way.
"So make her some thing to eat." He replied sourly with out a care in the world for what Drake was saying. Luckily though his voice was clear meaning that he hadn't been drinking much last night. That was one good thing.
"I would, but there's no food." Drake could feel his anger rising back up inside of him as he spoke.
"Then buy some." His father said with out removing his eyes from the TV screen.
"I would, but that's your job." Drake said some stupid things some times.
"My job," His father said with anger pushing it's way in to his tone. He stood and noticed Megan staring at him and Drake, "Your right." He said anger sinking for now.
Drake just looked shocked.
"I'll go shopping right now and you Drake," Said boy froze as his father said his name, "Can take Megan with you and get some thing to eat for breakfast. Be back in two hours." He said as he handed Drake some money that was barely enough to get any thing for himself and Megan. Drake stared at his father watching for him to give him more money, but he didn't.
He just returned Drake's stare. Drake could see that look in his eyes.
"Um Megan why don't you go upstairs and grab your self a jacket." Drake said to the small girl behind him who nodded in reply before running upstairs to do as Drake had said.
As soon as Megan was out of sight Drake felt a hard hand hit his cheek. Drake said nothing.
It wouldn't help him.
There was a hand wrapped around his throat as he felt his breath being taken from him. He tried to get free, however his dad's grip was stronger. It wouldn't let go. Drake felt his breath leaving him as he felt his father's grip tighten.
Drake's eyes shot open to see the ceiling of his room above him. He pushed him self up in to a sitting position as best as he could manage, so as not to wake Josh, if he hadn't already done so.
Josh was still asleep and when Drake looked at his phone he saw that it was only one o clock at night.
Drake knew he would never be able to get back to sleep even if he tried.
He lay in bed with his eyes shut and whenever he felt himself start to fall in that dream like state he would open his eyes and sit up for a minute before laying back down again.
He was using that as a rubbish attempt to keep away the nightmares that haunted him.
I hope you like this please review, I'll update as soon as I can. Thanks for reading.
Also I need ideas on what to call Drake's dad, so if any one has an idea please leave it in a review or pm me.
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