Hello lovelys.
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This chapter is in both Drake and Megan's POV.
Hint: It's Sunday in this chapter.
Italics: Drakes thoughts that I feel like putting in italics. Kthx.
Disclaimer: I would love to put something witty, or funny here saying I don't own D&J. Put I'm at a blank so here ya go. I DO NOT own any part of Drake and Josh, whatsoever.
And just a note on the XO's --- I'm not giving you hugs and kisses. But if you want to think that. Go head. XO. But XO is one of my favorite Fall Out boy songs…so I use XO. Kay?
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Drake's POV:
I nodded. "I know. But that's not what I want. I've got a problem."
Josh looked back over at me. I could see the little streams of dry tears down his face. Why is the whole world crying? Grrrrr. "Whatever it is, I'll help you." Josh said.
He's amazing, in that brotherly way. "Monday. Mondays is the day of the wreck. That's why I told my grandma Parker I hate my dad. She wanted me to go to his grave. And I can safely tell you that's the LAST thing I want to do tomorrow."
Josh looked like he was thinking. Then he spoke "Well what are you going to tell mom?"
"That's what I thought you could help me with. I really don't want to tell her about dad."
"Don't you think you should tell her? I know you don't want to, but she's your mom. She deserves to know her son was abused."
Drake cringed. He hated being thought of as abused, even if it was true. It just finalized everything.
"No Josh. You don't get it. It would be so much harder to tell mom, then to tell you. She was there. She'll feel guilty and then I'll feel bad because she goes into a depression or something. I just can't do that to her."
Josh looked like her understood. While half nodding he asked, "Okay…does Megan know?"
I shook my head. "She was so little. She loves dad. I mean, what am I going to say? Oh yeah Megs, you know that dad you love that's dead? He beat me every day."
"Will Megan go to the cemetery tomorrow?"
"I think so. She really loved him. She was daddy's little girl. She was devastated when he died. I just… I don't know what to do! This is all happening so fast. I know I should tell them, but I just can't. But I really really don't wanna go tomorrow. You don't understand how much I hate him."
"Your right Drake. I don't understand your dad. I loved my mom, and she loved me. But she got cancer, and died." Josh looked away. "For once, I don't have an answer. I just don't know."
I nodded. I hadn't expected him to have an answer. My stomach growled. "I'm hungry. I'm going to Taco Macho." I walked right out the door.
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Megan's POV
I walked upstairs a few minutes after Drake and Josh. I was really confused. Thought Drake loved dad as much as I do? Why did he hate him?
I figured since Josh followed Drake upstairs, Drake was going to tell him something, and I wanted to know what.
Me, being well me, have put tiny microphones on Drake and Josh. If I wasn't so worried I'd say stupid boobs.
I ran over and took down my pony picture. I hate ponies. I pressed a red button Drake's voice flooded my repulsively pink room.
"Yeah he hit me and no mom doesn't know…" I had heard enough. I turned the microphone off.
How could the dad I love do that to my brother? To his son?
I can't tell Drake I eavesdropped! He'll hate me! But I can't just leave this? This isn't something I can't just pretend I didn't hear.
Ah ha! I know it! Maybe I can bring up Monday. I hope I don't break down the next time I see him…
Drake's POV
I was in my car driving to Taco Macho. Everything was happening so fast. But I did feel good, getting it off my shoulders.
I walked into taco macho and what I saw surprised me. My Grandma Parker was sitting there eating a burrito, and boy, did she look distraught. I got out of there fast.
She was calling my name but I was gone like an ice cube on a hot summer day.
I raced back inside my house and ran right into Megan.
There wasn't the normal "Watch out boob." She looked almost sorry. She hadn't heard me and Josh's conversation had she? She couldn't have, but knowing her…
It was her who spoke up. "Do you really hate dad?" Her brown eyes were full of tears when she looked up at me.
I looked away. She looked so sad. Softly I said "you eavesdropped on me and Josh didn't you?"
She now looked guilty as she slowly shook her head yes.
At first I was angry. How dare she? But now I felt pretty bad. She had learned something she really didn't need to, nor want to know.
As a single tear rolled down her cheek she asked, "He really hit you?"
I did what any good big brother would do in this situation. I bent down and gave her a big hug.
At first she seemed surprised. I never really showed any affection to anyone but my girlfriends. Then she seemed to soften up a bit, and hugged me back.
I stood up, put my arm around her shoulders and we walked up to her room. I then explained to her everything I explained to her everything I explained to Josh.
Man, I'm on a roll tonight! I've told two people about my dad and it actually feels okay. Kinda like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. But no matter what anyone says, I'm not telling my mom.
Megan took it pretty well, but she looked really stressed. Finally she said something. "I hate him."
"What? Megan you don't have to hate him because he hated me. You loved him, and he loved you." I tried to convince her.
"Drake! Don't you see? Sure he was nice to me, but he wasn't nice to you. He tried to kill you! You're my brother and-"she paused. "And I love you. I would never be able to love someone that hurt you."
I was stunned. Is this the Megan parker I know? She's never this open.
"Thanks megs."
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TBC
I think maybe one or two more chapters, unless me/someone comes up with more ideas.
Up Next-
Monday-how will they handle it?
Please R&R reviews rock!
And about taco macho… I can't remember if that's the real taco place or not so I made it up.
Sorry it took so long to get up. I'v been trying since Monday and fanfiction wouldnt let me. grrrr at them.