Hey everyone! Sorry this chapter is so short and that it took me forever to post it. Schools starting the 21st so my chapters will be pretty delayed, but i will try to type up chapters in my free time! Thank you for your support,
Doodle Chicka
Drake sat in what used to be Coates Academy. He was in the old dorm room Drake and Caine had shared all so long ago. Had it been 3 years now? He couldn't remember. All he knew was that Sadist Drake would be back soon and he had to find a way to keep Liv safe. Gaia was already getting picky and wanting to get out of the FAYZ to take on the rest of the world. Drake had to keep Liv and everyone else safe from Gaia, which meant taking her down. He sighs and laid on his bed, wondering how to begin planning. "Maybe i should start a journal." Drake thought aloud and picked up a pencil and a black leather journal and began scribbling notes. Someone knocked on his door and he looked up, seeing someone he hoped he'd never see again.
TWENTY MINUTES EARLIER
She walked up the hill. They thought she was dead, but she wasn't. She had lived. She could see Coates Academy ahead and quickened her pace. She stopped and realize if anyone saw her, they would tell Drake and she would ACTUALLY die this time. She looked around and saw ashes on the ground. Perfect. She picked up a handful of the ashes and rubbed into her hair until it was a dark grey. She didn't care, she needed to survive and get revenge. She began to wonder if Caine was still alive. She knew Sam was dead, the rumors had been going around just before she had passed out. But there was the chance that Sam could be alive. She missed Sam and she really hoped he was alive. She shook her head and continued to walk up the hill towards Coates. She was one step closer to her revenge and she smiled and picked up her speed.
PRESENT TIME
"Long time no see" the girl before Drake was supposed to be dead. 6 ft under the ground. But here she was, standing in the doorway. Her hair was caked with ash, so she looked just a bit diffrent, but he could never forget her face. She was back and he knew he would have to explain everything. "Astrid-"
"Shut up, Drake." Astrid put a gun to his head and he realized why she was here. Drake sighed and closed his journal, setting it off to the side. He stood up and sighed. "Astrid, i can explain."
"Explain what? The other countless deaths you caused?"
"No! I...i wanted to tell you that Sams alive. I'm also changing my ways!"
"S-Sam's alive?"
"Yes, he is at Clifftop right now"
Astrid stood there, the gun trembling in her hand. "Give me one reason not to shoot you!" Astrid said, cocking the gun. Drake sighed and looked Astrid right in the eyes, then calmly said.
"Because i have someone to go home to now."
Astrid stood there, stunned. "Someone LOVES you?!" Astrid said.
Drake sighed and nodded. Astrid looked disgusted and frowned.
"Is she a slut?"
Drake sneered and grew angry. "Livvia isn't a SLUT!" He snapped and his sadist side began to "Someone LOVES you?!" Astrid said.
Drake sighed and nodded. Astrid looked disgusted and frowned.
"Shes a slut, isn't she?"
"LIV ISN'T A SLUT!" Drake snapped, grabbing Astrid and throwing her onto the bed. He pulled out his black knife, slicing his finger open to see if it was still sharp. As the cut oozed blood, he smiled his signiture shark grin and glanced at Astrid. "I didn't want to hurt you, but..." Drake paused and his eyes became a darker grey, almost black color. "You made me." He laughed and began cutting Astrid, savouring her screams of pain. Just like good old times.