Nightmare Chapter 36: Making Up

January 3, 2010.

I finished eating my dinner before heading back into the house. I saw Drake there and I wanted to start crying. But I couldn't. I really wanted Drake back in my life. I really did. I was really sorry about all of the things that I said to him. But I just couldn't tell him that. I put my dishes away before heading back down to the basement without saying anything to Drake.

"Which ever one of you made my sister mad, you better fix it or she will make everyones life hell," Tyler said.

Down in my room, I turned the light off and climbed in my bed. I was really sorry about what I said to Drake. But he didn't have to say that he would stay out of my life. I was in love with him and I didn't think that it would ever change. I knew that I wouldn't be able to sleep that night, but it was worth a try, right? God, I was so exhausted. But I knew that I wouldn't be able to sleep without Drake by my side.

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January 4, 2010.

By the time it was three in the morning, all I wanted to do was sleep. But I couldn't. I knew that in the morning, I would have bags under my eyes. Then Adam and Drake would notice. But Drake wouldn't care. So that left Adam nagging at me until I spill and tell him that I can't sleep without Drake with me.

There was a knock on my door. Who would be there at three in the morning? Either Adam or Tyler. Adam wouldn't be there today because he is either sleeping, or trying to get Drake to tell him what is going on between the two of us. So it had to be Tyler.

He opened the door and walked in, shutting it behind him. "Whataya want?" I asked him. He sat down next to me.

"Do you um... like Drake?" he asked me. I sighed. I knew that was coming. He was my brother. Although we fight a lot, we do tell each other a lot.

"Yeah," I replied. "Just don't like... tell him or anything..."

"Yeah, don't worry. I won't. So why are the two of you fighting now?"

"It's kind of a long story," I lied. I just didn't really want to tell him everything about it. "And I haven't slept in over 65 hours, so I'm a little cranky," I replied.

"Dude! 65 hours! That's like, a new record!"

"Yeah, I know. So can I get some sleep now?" I asked him.

"I need to tell you something," he told me.

"All right. What?" I asked him.

"Actually, never mind," he said with panic in his voice. Okay, now I really need to know what he's hiding from me. "I'm just gonna go. Night," He left my room and that left me alone in the basement once again.

I sighed and got back in my bed. I started to think about Drake. I wanted to make up with him. I really did. But he said that he didn't want to be in my life anymore. And that hurt. Badly. I just wanted him back in my life. I don't know how I would be able to have him not in my life anymore. I love him. I really do.

***

The next morning, I walked downstairs and saw Adam. I was surprised to see him. I thought that he would be out, like, shopping or something. I didn't see Drake there, so that was good, I guess.

At this point, I haven't slept in over 72 hours. I was really snappy at everyone, but that is what happens when I don't get my sleep. Or Drake and I are fighting.

"Come here," Adam said, patting the spot next to me. "Tell me what happened." I sighed and sat down next to him.

"I don't wanna talk about it. The only thing that I wanna do is sleep," I responded.

"It's 9 in the morning. You slept all night... are those bags under your eyes?" he asked me, noticing them for the first time.

"I haven't slept in over 72 hours, Adam. I'm extremely tired." I told him. "I can't sleep. I have tried everything and I mean everything."

"You need to sleep."

"You think I don't know that!" I shouted. "I... I just wanna sleep," I said, crying onto his shoulder.

"What happened between you and Drake?" he asked me. "Maybe that's why you can't sleep."

"That's not why," I replied. "But he... he said that he doesn't want to be in my life anymore," I cried into his shoulder. "He doesn't want to be in my life anymore," I repeated. "I need him in my life... I need him, Adam.... I need Drake with me..."

"Shh," he said, rubbing my back. "Last night, he said that you said that you didn't want him in your life anymore,"

"What?" I exclaimed. "That's... that's not true," I cried. "I need him..."

"He loves you, ya know," Adam told me. "He really does."

"N... no. He... he hates me."

Adam sighed. "Hold on. I'll be right back." Of course. Another person in this world who is going to leave me. Whatever. It didn't even matter anymore. Drake hated me and never wanted to be in my life again. Nothing mattered anymore.

Minutes later, Adam walked downstairs with Drake. I stood up to try and leave, but Adam stopped me. "No," he said. "We are going to fix this... well the two of you are." He pushed Drake over to me. I never cried in front of anybody, but for some reason, I was able to cry in front of Drake. "You two are going to make up and kiss even if it takes all day."

I broke down and started crying. I ran over to him and he wrapped me in his arms. "I'm sorry. So sorry," he whispered into my ear.

"No. I am. I shouldn't have snapped at you... I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too," he replied. He hugged me do tight I thought that I was going to run out of breath.

"Now kiss," he said. Was he out of his mind? Well, I have missed kissing him...

"Really, Adam?" Drake asked.

"Yes. Now go." he replied. Drake turned back to me and smiled. He brushed his hand across my face before leaning down and kissing me. We broke away when we were in desperate need of air. Not one second before that.

"You look tired," he said.

"I am. I... I haven't slept in over 72 hours," I responded.

"What? That's insane. Let's go. You are going to go and get some sleep." Drake said. He pulled me up and we walked down to the basement. He put his arm around me and walked next to me until we reached my room.

"Thanks," I said. "And I'm sorry about everything that I said yesterday."

"It's okay. You were just tired. I understand,"

"That's... that's only part of it," I said, climbing into my bed. I don't know why I said that really. I knew that I could trust him. But I knew that I could trust Adam and I never even gave him a hit into my feelings.

"Want to talk to me about it?" he asked.

"No. Maybe after I sleep for a while... can you stay with me? Please?" I asked. I knew that I couldn't sleep without him. And it looked like he hadn't slept much last night either. "Please?" I begged him.

"All right," he said. He climbed into the bed next to me.

"Thank you," I mumbled. He put his arms around me and I gently layed my head on him. The second that I did, I fell asleep.