The sun shone right through her eyelids and she flipped over, not wanting to get up. She instantly pulled back because she remembered she wasn't the only one in her bed. She looked up to an awake Drake, looking down at her with his gray eyes. He got up, leaving her in her bed by herself and went to change into a clean uniform. When he noticed her questioning look, he smiled a sideways grin. "You're a very deep sleeper," he drawled, a slight sleepiness made him slightly tolerable. "I went back to my room and got a change of clothes and my bag before you got up."
Dane looked down at the ground. She was going to have to fix that. Especially if these visits were going to be routine.
"Hurry up or were going to be late for breakfast," he snapped. Dane looked up at him. Nice to know you're back to normal. She shook her head. "What do you mean, 'No'?" he growled walking up to her and putting his face in front of hers.
She rubbed her temples again and Drake rolled his eyes. "You're such a fucking drama queen. Fine you can stay in here all day." He grabbed the bottle of Advil and put 4 pills on the dresser before putting the bottle in his bag. "Use them wisely," he threatened. "And if you try to leave this room, I'll know and you'll wish you never came to Coates." And with that, he left the room with a slam of the door and a click of the lock.
Dane knew she should be going to class but it was Friday and she knew her black eyes would heal by Monday. She didn't want her teachers to see her and question about it. That could mean Drake would have another reason to beat her. She spent the day lying in bed and staring at her door, listening to her iPod, dreading when Drake would come through that door again.
"Where's your girlfriend?" Diana asked.
"Not my girlfriend," Drake replied.
"Whatever. Where is she?"
"In her room."
"You won't let her leave her room now?" questioned Caine.
"She didn't want to come down. Something about her head hurting." Drake acted like he could care less.
Diana snorted. "And you don't even care."
"Not really, no." Drake finally looked up after finishing his food.
"Are you going to at least give her food?"
Drake sighed and got up to go grab a bagel, an orange, and milk.
"You should get her water," Diana suggested as she and Caine followed him.
"Why?"
"Lactose intolerant."
"And what makes you think she's lactose intolerant?" Drake yawned.
Diana pulled Dane's file from her bag.
Drake's eyes widened. "Why the hell do you have that?"
"I have my ways."
Drake reached for it but Diana pulled it away. "It's going to cost you."
"What do you want Ladris?"
"$700."
"$700 my ass."
"You broke my phone when you threw it in the courtyard. Costs $700 to replace it."
Drake rolled his eyes, and pulled out his wallet. He counted out seven 100 dollar bills and gave it to Diana.
"Since when do you carry $700 cash with you?" Caine asked.
"Since always." Drake tossed the milk back, grabbed a water and Dane's file, and walked up to Dane's dorm.
Dane flinched when her door opened with a bang. Drake sauntered in and smiled. "You need to stop doing that. Makes you look like an easy target." He tossed the bagel, orange and water onto her nightstand and walked out of the room, closing the door with an even louder bang.
Drake didn't go to his classes that day. Instead he spent it in the library, reading Dane's file. He read everything, every little detail, every side note, every scribble in the margins, everything. By the time he was finished, last period was about to end. He swung by the office and slipped Dane's file back into the cabinet then strode up the stairs to Dane's room and opened the door, this time he tried not to make too much noise. He didn't see her on her bed and the bathroom door was open, revealing an empty white tiled room.
"Fuck," he breathed, dropping his bag in the hallway and slamming the door closed behind him. He walked briskly down the hallway, looking left and right for her bronze hair. He looked in the dining hall and cafes. Nothing. He glanced in the office and Nurse Temple's ward, thinking her head was getting worse but she wasn't there either. Now Drake was starting to get pissed. She deliberately disobeyed him. He was thinking of ways to punish her when he glanced into the courtyard. There she was, sitting in the grass, leaning against the building, in her casual clothes; jeans, an old t-shirt, and Converse.
He growled and opened the double doors to the courtyard. "Dane!" he yelled and she turned her head, her blue eyes suddenly clouded over in fear. He gestured for her to come with his index finger and she followed, slowly walking to him, looking down at her feet. Drake noticed now that the courtyard had grown silent, including Caine and Diana, but Drake didn't care. Dane disobeyed him, and that was all that was on his mind how. When she was in arm's reach he grabbed her wrist tightly and dragged her to his dorm room on the second floor.