Chapter 1: Drake - Untitled

NOTE: I don't own Drake Bell or Josh Peck or Miranda Cosgrove. They own their own lives. I don't own the show Drake and Josh either. Nickelodeon does... I think. I don't own these songs either (Untitled, Perfect World, Everytime). Simple Plan owns them. I just like to listen to Simple Plan. This story idea is mine however. It's pretty sad but I hope you like it. Please review. I have more chapters! Thanks. If you are offended in any way, I'm sorry. It's my story though and I wrote it the way I thought it should be. Enjoy! (Gosh I sound so corny... -)

"Drake?" Josh Nichols said loudly. "I really don't think this is a great idea."

"Don't worry," Drake Parker, his step-brother, snapped back impatiently. "We'll be alright. I mean, we hope into the car, I drive you guys to the Rock, do my gig, get back in the car, and drive back before Mom gets home. She'll never know we were gone!"

"Providing we will get back," said Drake's sister, Megan, sarcastically. She had no idea how serious these words were at the time.

"Just get in the car!" Drake yowled angrily.

"Ok, ok," Megan said, submitting.

Drake drove as quickly as he could. Well, he was almost late, but Drake was never on time, but it didn't affect his reputation at all.

He slowed down at a red light, and opened up his car window, to smooth down his hair again.

Megan and Josh looked at each other, rolled their eyes, and sighed. This night would never be over. That's what they thought, but they didn't know how serious this was.

As Drake started to drive again, he turned around to talk to Megan and Josh.

"See?" he asked. "I told you this would be alright."

He turned around to face the front again, just to hear Megan scream before a car crashed into him and he blacked out.

I open my eyes
I try to see but I'm blinded
By the white light
I can't remember how
I can't remember why
I'm lying here tonight
And I can't stand the pain
And I can't make it go away
No I can't stand the pain

It seemed like hours later when Drake slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he noticed was that he was pinned back. He tried to move his leg, but a pain so intense shot up his body that he screamed. He was crushed, trapped in the metal of the car.

"Josh?" he whimpered. "Megan?"

They weren't there. He was alone. He tried to see; craned his neck up to the window.

He saw lights. A lot of lights. Car lights, he realized. People waiting. Seeing him. Crash. Pity. He knew because he had done it before. Seen it. Felt sorry. Gone on with his life. Never imagining that this could happen to him.

How could this happen to me?
I made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me?

He couldn't believe it. How could he be hurt like this? How could he have the risk of dying? Why now? It wasn't fair. He still had his life to live, his risks to take.

He had to graduate. Go to college. Have a life. Grow up. And then die. How could it end here?

He had to see Josh. He had to see Megan. He had to see Megan grow up. It would seem endless to him. He had to have it. Life.

Everybody's screaming
I try to make a sound
But no one hears me
I'm slipping off the edge
I'm hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again
So I try to hold onto
A time when nothing mattered
And I can't explain what happened
And I can't erase the things that I've done
No I can't

He wished he had stayed at home. Why couldn't he listen? Why couldn't he be like Josh? He knew the answer. He wasn't Josh. Josh was the good boy. He listened. Drake was a rebel. People liked him for that. They thought he was cool. But was cool worth his life?

How could this happen to me?
I made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me?

"Drake." He heard a voice. Josh.

"Josh?" He tried hard to look up. He saw his step-brother. Josh had a couple of cuts on his face, but otherwise was fine.

"Drake are you alright?" Josh's face was full of worry. "Let me help you out."

"Josh," his voice sounded strange. "I can't get out. Josh." His voice trembled. "I don't want to die Josh," he whispered desperately. "I don't want to die."

Josh was sobbing uncontrollably. "You're not going to Drake. You can't."

"J-josh," Drake gasped. "Where's Megan?"

"She's alright Drake," Josh told him. "She's okay. Somebody already helped her out. I'm still in here but we're going to be alright Drake."

"Josh," Drake said in a choked voice. "Tell Megan-"

"No Drake," Josh cried. "You can't talk like this."

"Josh," Drake howled. "I'm sorry. But I know Josh. I'm not going to make it. So," he choked through his tears, "I want you to tell Megan that – that I love her. Tell Mom that she did alright. I'm alright. She raised me properly. Tell your dad, that he's my dad now. I love him. Tell Mom I love her. And Josh," he completely broke down. "If you ever find my real dad, tell him that I forgive him. And Josh, Josh, I love you. I'm sorry I have to put you through this, but I'm not going to make it Josh. I know I'm not going to. But you have to live Josh. Live for me. Go on. Don't think about the past because I'm going to be the past. Don't be sad but Josh, please don't forget me."

Josh cried and Drake reached up to him. Josh held Drake in his arms, sobbing, crying.

"Don't leave me Drake," he begged. "Please."

"I'm sorry Josh," Drake whispered. "I'm sorry."

I've made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me?

"You can't leave," Josh wailed, his tears soaking Drake's hair. "You can't. What will I do? I can't live if you're not here. I never saw," he gasped. "I never saw how meaningless life was until you were here. I can't do anything without you. Don't leave. Please."

"I'm sorry," Drake whispered. "I'm so sorry Josh. I love you."

Josh held onto his step-brother, his best friend. He held him tight, until Drake's heart started to slow, his chest stopped rising. His heart stopped beating, and Drake lay still in Josh's arms. Josh hugged the limp body and sobbed long and hard. There was no way to describe his grief. Desperation. Longing. Mourning. Alone. Gone.

Nobody could understand him, except for Drake. And he was gone.

awww... that was so sad... the next chapters are even more sad though... i cried... review and i'll post more... please? Did you like it? Untitled is such a sad song... it makes me want to cry when I hear it.