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Ch. 2 Unintentional Emotional Crimes
(CLARE)
"You should be my girlfriend," Owen says.
My eyebrows raise as my heart starts to race, I choke on a response as this is probably the last thing I expected Owen to say.
"I want Drew back, not a rebound," I respond.
"I know, I don't mean real girlfriend, it will all be for show just for Drew. He got super jealous when he saw you with Lucas and he doesn't even know Lucas. Imagine how insane it will drive him to see you and me dating. He'll be insanely jealous for a little while and then he'll realize he was an idiot and beg you to take him back," Owen smirks.
"How long is a while? And we can't just date for Drew; I mean we're going to have to make it look real for the whole school and our families. And what if it doesn't work? What if Drew hates me and doesn't get jealous?" I inquire.
"He'll get jealous, he was jealous of Lucas he'll get jealous. Of course we'll have to make it look like we're dating to everyone and not just Drew. That should be easy enough, I pick you up from class, walk through the halls with my arm around you, maybe holding hands. A few kisses strategically in front of Drew, I'll even pick you up for a couple of "dates" but we'll really go play pool or something as friends. A totally fake relationship," Owen assures me.
I bite my lip and ponder this a minute, it sounds like a really bad idea actually, but it might just work. I'm sure that I can trust Owen and after what Drew did to me yesterday and what I went through, watching Drew squirm thinking I'm dating Owen sounds appealing. I just hope Drew comes around sooner rather than later because I don't know how long I want to date Owen, fake or not. I hope Drew comes around at all actually.
"Okay so I guess we're in a fake relationship. So what now?" I ask.
"Now we finish our assignment," Owen replies and I laugh.
We finish up the interviews but Owen graciously skips over the question about being a single parent. We return to class before the bell and turn our papers in.
"You okay?" Adam questions when I sit back at our table.
"Yeah it was just too hot in the classroom," I tell Adam. "And I'm afraid to tell you that you're going to be an uncle," I add silently in my head.
"You getting sick?" Adam asks.
"No I don't think so it was just hot," I reply.
The bell rings, Miss Sauve dismisses us and we start gathering our stuff. I see Luke walk out of the room but Owen lingers behind.
"You eating lunch with me and Eli?" Adam asks as we walk out the door.
I open my mouth to answer but Owen comes over, putting an arm around my shoulders and answering for me.
"Nope my girlfriend is eating lunch with me," Owen informs them.
Connor, Becky and Adam freeze while Owen and I turn and walk toward the caf.
"Girlfriend?!" Adam calls after us and I can't help but laugh a little.
There's a fair amount of people in the caf and we garner quite the amount of attention walking in together with Owen's arm around me. Owen grabs us some food and even pays to keep up appearances. I hear the whispering begin but we don't eat in the caf, Owen takes our food and we go sit on the bleachers at the football field. Putting on our jackets as it's freezing out here.
"Well we gave Adam quite a shock, and a good portion of the school now if only Drew would care," I lament while eating my yogurt.
"Trust me when Drew hears he'll care," Owen assures me.
We eat in silence for a few minutes, at least until Bianca comes storming over.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?!" She yells stomping up the bleachers to where Owen and I are sitting. "Drew's one of your best friends, he just broke up with Clare and you ask her out knowing he's not over her yet?!" She snaps at Owen and then looks at me. "And you! How could you date someone like Owen?!"
"Hey!" Owen says offended.
"Bianca we aren't really dating," I tell her hoping to dispel her anger.
"Then why is the whole school saying you are?" She questions.
"Because we want it to appear that we're dating but it's all fake," I reply.
"Okay more details please," she requests sitting down.
"Owen said Drew got jealous when he saw me pulling up with Lucas. I didn't want to break up; Drew broke up with me, so…" I'm saying when she cuts me off.
"So you two are fake dating to drive Drew mad with jealousy and make him realize what a terrible mistake dumping you was," she finishes catching on quickly.
"Right," Owen nods.
"Devious," she grins like a Cheshire cat, "I love it! But why make the whole school think you're dating? Why not just make out in front of Drew or something?"
"Because we have to really sell it or Drew won't believe, it's not a con unless we're conning everyone. Plus I think it's going to take more than one make out session for Drew to want me back," I tell her.
"Just pretend you slept with Owen, that will get to him," Bianca suggests and I shake my head.
"He has to want back in a hundred percent, want me back more than just not wanting to lose me to Owen," I tell her.
"Okay you want to draw me a map to that sentence?" Bianca requests, guess vague isn't going to work here.
"I'm pregnant," I clarify and Bianca's eyes pop out.
"Does Drew know?" Bianca questions and I nod. "AND HE STILL DUMPED YOU?! THAT PRICK!" Bianca screams and turns starting to run down the bleachers but I grab her.
"Bianca stop, I didn't let Owen beat him up and I'm not letting you either. I'm still in love with Drew, he got scared and broke up with me, at least that's what I'm hoping," I comment.
"Why not just tell Audra, she'd set him straight," Bianca remarks.
"Because I don't want him to be forced, if Audra forces him to be with me and support me then Drew will end up truly hating me and our child. I want Drew back, I want him to be a part of this and be here with me through the pregnancy, whether I keep the baby or not, but I'm not going to force him. If Drew's going to step up and come around then he has to do it on his own," I tell her.
"Well you dating Owen will definitely get to him; even if it is fake dating of course Drew doesn't know that. I have a study date with Dallas this afternoon at the Torres house, I'll be sure to talk about what a cute couple you are," Bianca grins.
"You and Dallas," Owen snickers.
"Shut up," Bianca snaps and hits his arm.
"Thanks Bianca, please don't tell anyone I'm pregnant though. Besides the two of you and Drew, only Lucas, his mom and Mia know that I'm pregnant, and my mom. I told Drew and he freaked out and broke up with me. I went home and e-mailed Mia because I was scared, then my mom found the pregnancy test in the trash. She more than freaked out; she disowned me, told me I was dead to her and kicked me out. When Mia couldn't reach me she called Lucas to come and find me and he took me to his mom's place which is where I'm currently staying. I just don't want anyone else to find out, I don't even know if I'm keeping the baby, I just want to keep it secret for as long as possible," I inform her.
"Well you can count on me not to say anything but damn you should have called one of us yesterday. I mean you find out you're pregnant, tell the dad and he freaks out and breaks up with you, then your mom disowns you and kicks you out, that's a hard day. Have you been to a doctor yet?" Bianca asks.
"No I'm only four weeks along and I know I'm pregnant," I reply.
"Well when are you supposed to have your first appointment?" Owen questions.
"I'm not actually sure, I was going to look that stuff up, of course I was hoping Drew would be doing it with me," I grumble.
"Well we should find out and I can take you," Owen tells me.
"Thanks but that's probably taking the fake boyfriend thing a step too far," I respond.
"Well someone should go with you and if you're pretending to date Owen then it might as well be him," Bianca remarks as the bell rings.
"Okay I guess you can take me," I shrug grabbing my empty yogurt container to toss it on the way back into school.
"You sure the yogurt was enough for you?" Owen asks when we toss our trash.
"Not much of an appetite, the first sign that I might be pregnant was the constant vomiting," I tell them making a face at the memory.
Owen puts his arm around me as we walk back into school to keep up appearances that we're dating.
"I'm on my spare but I was going to go to the resource center and start on some University applications, unless you guys want me to stick around?" Bianca offers.
"No go ahead, I have a spare right now too," I reply.
"Me too, we could go to the resource center and look up when you should have your first appointment and stuff," Owen offers.
"That would give away the fact that I was pregnant," I point out in a near whisper.
"We'll just say it's a project for parenting class," Owen counters.
"Okay but let me go to my locker to get a notebook first," I request.
Owen walks with me to my locker and I open it while he leans against the locker next to mine.
"You want to come to my place and do homework after my practice?" He asks and I give him a look. "What? It's a thing that boyfriends and girlfriends do," he argues.
"Yeah but Drew won't be there," I remind him.
"Yes but my family is going to have to think we're dating too, Tris goes to the same school," Owen points out.
"Okay fine," I give in closing my locker.
"Kiss me," Owen says suddenly looking over my shoulder.
"Excuse me?" I question.
I try to turn my head to see what he was looking at but Owen puts a hand behind my head and crushes my lips to his. I realize he must have seen Drew and start kissing him back. Our mouths stay closed and we only hold it for about five seconds but it's long enough. The second our lips have space between them a fist makes contact with Owen's face and he falls back as I shriek!
"STAY AWAY FROM MY GIRLFRIEND!" Drew yells at him trying to swing another punch but Owen ducks.
"She's not your girlfriend anymore you broke up with her," Owen reminds him
Drew just gets angrier and knees Owen in the gut! I gasp as Owen doubles over but then he tackles Drew to the ground and I gasp again.
"Guys stop it! Owen knock it off!" I demand, after all he has no real reason to be fighting over me.
Neither of them are listening though, they're both just rolling around on the ground wrestling. I reach down trying to pull them apart and begging them to stop, but they're concentrating too hard on the other. Drew tries to punch Owen in the face while he has the upper hand but Owen catches his fist.
"Owen, Drew sto…ow!"
My sentence cut off by a sharp whimper as Drew rips his fist from Owen's grasp, the momentum so strong the inertia sends it flying back. Instead of making contact with Owen's face Drew's fist makes contact with my stomach and I fall back into the lockers.
"What the fuck is going on?! What the hell's the matter with you two?!" Jake growls at them as he catches me and helps me to stand.
"Milligan, Torres get up now!" Armstrong barks at them just as the bell rings. "Everyone else get to class," Armstrong tells the crowd that has gathered and they begin to disperse.
"Clare are you okay?" Owen asks me.
I look at Drew but he won't even look at me, he just stands there with his fist and jaw clenched and his head down.
"I'm okay," I nod.
"Why were you two fighting?!" Armstrong questions them.
"He was kissing my girlfriend," Drew growls but without looking up.
"She's not your girlfriend anymore; you broke up with her yesterday. As of today she's my girlfriend and I can kiss my girlfriend," Owen responds.
"Clare?" Armstrong asks.
"Drew broke up with me yesterday and I'm dating Owen now," I confirm.
"Okay Drew stay out of their relationship, and both of you have detention. Owen I'll speak to your coach about keeping you after practice to serve yours. Drew I'll see you after school," Armstrong tells them.
Drew growls and walks off, Armstrong leaves to teach a class and I look at Jake.
"Shouldn't you be getting to class?" I question.
"Yeah but I had to talk to you, why'd you and Drew break up? Why'd you move in with your dad? And why are you dating Owen?" Jake inquires.
"Guess mom told Jake and Glen that I moved in with Dad, that's original." I grumble silently before replying, "Drew and I had a fight, Owen asked me out and…I just couldn't take living with mom anymore."
"You want me to talk to your mom?" Jake offers.
"Don't bother she won't listen, you better get to class, Owen and I are on our spare," I tell Jake.
He gives me a look, shoots a look at Owen and then walks off; Owen waits until we're alone in the hall before speaking.
"Are you sure you're okay? Drew knocked you pretty hard in the stomach," Owen says.
"I'm alright really, it didn't hurt that much and it's not like there's a baby to really hurt yet," I respond.
Before Owen can answer Adam rushes over, he's got a spare this period as well.
"I just heard Owen got in a fight with Drew because he hit you, also why are you dating Owen?" Adam inquires.
"Drew threw the first punch but he didn't mean to hit Clare," Owen tells him.
"Drew got jealous that I was kissing Owen, he accidently hit me while they were fighting," I affirm.
"Okay and you're dating Owen because?" Adam questions.
"Because Drew broke my heart and Owen's sweet, can we drop it now?" I say in a sharper voice then I intend, Adam flinches slightly and I sigh. "You want to go get a start on our writing craft class homework?" I ask Adam.
"Yeah sure," he nods.
"See you after school," I say to Owen and deciding I better sell the fact that we're dating I reach up and kiss his cheek.
Owen grins, I turn taking Adam's arm and we walk off toward the garden.
(DREW)
I went to the weight room and started hitting the punching bag. I was angry and just swinging punches, pretending the bag was Owen.
"Bro you're going to hurt your hand if you keep doing that," Dallas warns me.
"I don't fucking care," I reply, I pull back to swing again but Dallas blocks my hand.
"If you don't want Clare to go out with Owen then why don't you go talk to her?" Dallas suggests.
"Because I can't, because she hates me now or why else would she be going out with Owen? Because I hit her, and yelled at her, let her down and I'm too ashamed to face her." Instead of saying any of that I just push Dallas away from me. "Just back off!" I snap at him and storm out.
Owen is in the resource center, he's not the only one but there are only a couple other kids in there. He's at a computer facing the back wall and I march in with my fist clenched!
"What are you doing with her?" I growl at him in a low voice.
"Doing what you couldn't, stepping up," Owen tells me and I look at the screen. He's looking at prenatal appointments, my anger rises even higher, burning even hotter. My jaw gets tight and I clench my teeth, my heart pounding hard in my chest. "Clare and I will raise the baby together," he tells me in a low voice so that no one else hears.
I want to punch him again but instead I rip the other computer from it's stand and let it crash to the ground! The other kids are looking at me now and I storm out, out of the room and out of the school, leaving my jacket and backpack in my locker.
"DREW WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" Adam yells after me but I ignore him and keep walking.
"Drew," Clare pleads putting her hand on my arm.
The anger inside me erupts at her touch I yank my arm away and turn to her. "LEAVE ME ALONE! GO BE HAPPY WITH OWEN!" I yell at her.
She starts to tear up, shrinking back from me and pulling her jacket tighter around her as, Adam runs up putting an arm around her and glaring at me. I look away from them both, angry and ashamed at myself.
"Andrew what is wrong with you?!" My brother scolds me.
I'm already walking away though and I don't look back. I've never actually ditched school before and I don't feel much like being around people so I just walk home. I'm burning so hot with anger that the below zero temp doesn't even bother me as I make the four block trek home. The house is empty thankfully, I go up to my room slamming the door and laying on my bed. When I hear a car in the driveway I know Mom is home, I know she's angry when she slams the door and stomps up the stairs.
"Destroying school property and getting into fights?! What has gotten into you Andrew? This isn't like you; did Clare do something, is that why you broke up with her?" Mom questions in a scathingly disappointed tone.
"Yes…no…just leave me alone Mom!" I snap at her.
"That's not happening; you've been suspended until Monday. You'll spend your suspension here with me, on lock down doing homework, extra credit and extra chores. Starting with cleaning out the garage, come on lets go," Mom commands.
I huff but get up and go down to the garage, I'm still cleaning it out when Bianca and Dallas pull up close to five.
"Dude I thought you'd be dead considering you got suspended," Dallas remarks when they get out and start walking to the basement.
"I'm on house arrest," I respond.
"I'll be right in," Bianca says to Dallas, he nods and goes inside. Bianca walks over to me and leans on a box. "So are you more pissed that you lost the best thing you ever had or that Clare and Owen make such a cute couple? Maybe it's that Owen is more of a man than you, that he's stepping up and supporting Clare and he's going to raise the baby with her."
"Good it's probably his baby; he can be stuck with it! We were always safe; it's not my child she cheated on me! He asked her out the second I broke up with her it must be his!" I growl back out of hurtful anger, not thinking at all about my words before they leave my mouth.
"Wake up you moron," Bianca snaps at me slapping me upside the head. "Clare is not the kind of girl that would cheat and she loves you. It's your kid Drew; you left Clare alone and scared! She got kicked out by her mom and the reason Lucas brought her to school this morning is because she's now living with him. Maybe you should stop thinking about yourself for two seconds and start thinking about what Clare is going through!"
After her lecture Bianca storms off, her words don't do anything but fuel the fires of rage inside me. She's not wrong though, I sink down and lean against the boxes, anger and shame storming inside of me. There's a little part in the back of my mind that's yelling at me that Bianca is right. That I need to man up and go to Clare, beg for forgiveness and be there for her and our child. The angry part of my brain, the irrational selfish part of me, the part that's worried what my family will think, that part gets bigger and stomps on the part of me that thinks about apologizing to Clare. It smothers that part until it's all but extinguished and all that's left is a deep burning ire.
"What was with you today? I get that you don't like seeing Clare with Owen but you scared her today Drew. I don't like it either but you broke up with her, she has the right to date who she wants," Adam reprimands walking up.
"JUST BACK OFF ADAM!" I holler at my brother.
He flinches back a little, then sighs shaking his head and walks away toward the house. I decide to ditch the garage and walk off, sticking my hands in coat pockets. I can't sit here any longer and I can't keep cleaning out the garage it's just making me angrier. Everything is making me angrier; I need to find a way to blow off some steam!
(CLARE)
"Are you okay?" Adam asks after his brother storms off.
"I didn't mean for this to happen Adam," I apologize sniffling in my tears.
"Didn't mean for what to happen? Why'd you two breakup anyway?" He inquires.
"I told you Adam we had a fight, we just…Drew just didn't want me anymore," I reply with a heavy sigh.
"Then why is he getting so angry? Also why are you rebounding with Owen of all people?" Adam questions.
"Drew broke up with me I can date whoever I want," I respond in a sharper tone than I intended and Adam scrunches his face at me. "Come on let's just go finish our homework."
We sit back in the garden and do homework until the bell, we walk in together but we have different classes this period.
"You want to meet at the Dot after school? If Mom finds out Drew ditched she's going to explode, I should probably stay away from home for a while," Adam says when we reach his music class.
"Sure," I smile and walk to my native studies class.
"So from Drew to Owen huh?" Dallas remarks sitting at his desk.
"Owen asked me out," I shrug.
"Damn I should have been faster," Dallas replies sardonically.
"You've already got a study date with Bianca," I remind him.
He just grins and some other kids start filing into class. Class consists of a video and reading in our text books. When the bell rings I walk to my locker and stash some books. As soon as I close my locker and turn around I'm met by a pair of lips, my pseudo steady sweetheart's lips to be exact. It's a soft peck, we don't even part our lips and it's only a few seconds but he leans me against the lockers and I put my hands at the back of his neck so I'm sure that it looks much more passionate than it really was.
"Drew ditched we don't need to be making anyone jealous," I whisper when Owen breaks the kiss but remains leaning over me.
"Gotta con everyone," he whispers back and then raises his voice, "still coming to my place after practice?" He asks.
"Yeah I'll be at the Dot with Adam," I tell him.
"Good pick you up there," Owen responds straightening up so I can walk.
He walks out with his arm around me and Adam is waiting for me on the steps. Owen gives me one last quick kiss for show and then he walks toward the Ice Hounds bus. Adam and I walk to the Dot and get a table, barely able to pull out our books before Alli sits herself down at our table.
"I thought you had totally lost your mind when you started dating Drew last summer but at least you seemed happy. But really Clare Owen?! He's like the grossest guy in the school," she says in a lecturing disapproving tone.
"Alli he is not, Owen is very sweet," I argue defending my fake relationship, got to con everyone. "And Owen is noble, brave and is a good friend; after all not very many people would go to the lengths he's going to help me get Drew back."
"Alli I don't like it either but it's none of our business who Clare dates, unless Owen hurts her then we can step in but it's not up to us to pick her boyfriends," Adam says in my defense and I smile at him.
Considering his brother is involved Adam's handling stuff pretty well, of course Adam is probably the most even keeled person I know, and he doesn't know all the factors. If Drew doesn't come around he may never know all the factors. Alli huffs and walks off, Adam shakes his head and I get back to my homework. Adam gets himself a snack but I'm not hungry, I just get a ginger ale, hoping it will settle my stomach. Owen walks in a little after half past five and I start packing up my stuff.
"See you tomorrow Clare," Adam smiles when I've got my stuff packed up.
"You want a lift home?" Owen offers to Adam.
"Better not, if Drew sees me pulling up with the two of you he might blow his top…again, see you guys," Adam replies.
Owen puts his hand at my back and we walk out to his car, his house is just a couple blocks down and he parks.
"Holy crap it's true!" Tris exclaims when I walk into the Milligan house with Owen.
"Tristan language!" His mother admonishes from what I assume to be the kitchen but she's behind a wall so I can't see.
Owen closes and locks the door, puts his hand at my back and we take a few steps into the house. His mom was indeed in the kitchen, she's tall and thin with strawberry blonde hair and Owen's eyes. She gives me a kind smile and gives me a quick once over.
"Clare this is my mom Lydia, Mom this is Clare my girlfriend," Owen introduces us.
"Well it's a pleasure to meet you Clare," Lydia smiles shaking my hand.
"Thanks you too," I smile.
"You know my brother Tris," Owen says nodding back to him and Tris says hey. "We're going to do homework in my room, can Clare stay for dinner?" Owen asks.
"Yes of course," Lydia smiles then Owen and I walk down the hall to his room.
Owen's room is a mess, dirty clothes, hockey gear and towels scattered about, along with trash and some remnants of past meals.
"Sorry wasn't expecting to bring home a girlfriend today, fake or not," Owen apologizes.
"It's fine, it's neater than Eli's room," I tell him, of course Eli has hoarding tendencies so that's not saying much.
Owen pushes a bunch of clothes off his bed and pulls his comforter down smoothing it out so we can sit on his bed. He leans against the headboard and I lie on my side, propped on my arm while I start on my native studies homework.
"Assuming this scheme actually works and I get Drew back what are we going to tell your family? Or anybody for that matter?" I inquire after a few minutes.
"That you were still in love with Drew and got back together with him and we're all friends again. Assuming he doesn't kill me for going out with you between now and then," Owen remarks and then looks down at his book. "Hey I looked it up, you should have your first prenatal between six and eight weeks. You can have one earlier to confirm you're pregnant though," he says after a few minutes.
"I know I'm pregnant, I don't need it confirmed, I knew I was pregnant before I took the home pregnancy test. I was just hoping I was wrong, that I was sick or something," I reply.
"Okay well we should find you a doctor and schedule you an appointment in the next few weeks," Owen says.
"We? You do remember this is all a scheme, we're not actually dating and you're not the father," I point out.
"Yeah I know but that doesn't mean I can't go with you as friend, I don't want you going through this alone. You aren't alone in this Clare and I don't want you to feel that way," Owen counters and I smile at him.
"Okay I'll call tomorrow," I tell him.
He grins and we go back to our homework, working for about an hour before Tris calls us that dinner is ready. We leave Owen's room and I see that his dad is home, he has darker hair than Owen's, a similar build but he's a little more slight, Owen is more buff but I'm guessing that has to do with the sports Owen plays and how much he works out.
"You must be Clare, I'm Ron, Owen and Tristan's father," he says extending his hand to me.
"It's nice to meet you Sir," I smile shaking his hand.
Lydia made chicken, rice and salad for dinner, the chicken looks good but it was cooked in onions and garlic and the strong smell is getting to me. I may not really be dating Owen but I'm not going to be rude so I sit down at the table next to him determined to eat as much as I can. I take just a little bit of everything and no one says anything, Owen does give me a bit of a concerned look though.
"So when did you and Owen start dating?" Lydia asks after asking how everyone's day was.
"Today, Clare's boyfriend of like forever broke up with her yesterday and Owen asked her out today," Tris answers for us.
"Not forever just six months," I correct Tris.
"That's terrible that you broke up after so long, what happened?" Lydia questions and I look at Owen.
"Mom she doesn't want to talk about it," he says coming to the rescue and I smile at him.
His parents ask me a few more questions but every time they ask something I don't want to answer Owen changes the subject for me. After dinner Owen says he has to get me home and I grab my stuff from his room before saying goodbye to his family. We get in his car and I tell him how to get to Lucas' house. He walks with me to the door and I open it with my key, Lucas is on the sofa and looks over at us.
"I was starting to wonder what happened to you," he says in a lightly scolding voice.
"Sorry I did homework with Adam and then went to Owen's for dinner," I apologize.
"I didn't know you guys were such good friends," Lucas comments.
"Well now you know," Owen remarks sardonically, "also we're pretending to date so Drew will realize he's an idiot for leaving her."
"Cool, wait so you know she's…" Lucas starts.
"Pregnant, yeah I put the pieces together after she was vomiting and told me her mom kicked her out. I'll see you tomorrow Clare, hey and call the doctor to set up an appointment," Owen reminds me.
"Yeah I will," I nod.
Owen waves and turns for his car, I close and lock the door behind him and start walking up the stairs.
"I'm going to take a shower," I tell Lucas.
"Okay, oh Mia called when she didn't hear from you," Lucas tells me.
"Shoot I forgot and my phone is still at my mom's house," I comment.
"That's what I told her, well anyway she and Izzy are coming out in a couple of weeks," he informs me.
"I'd love to see them, Izzy must be so big. I'm going to shower and finish up my last bit of homework," I reply.
Lucas just nods and I go upstairs to the washroom, I toss my book bag in my room and turn on the shower. A million thoughts rushing through my head as I wait for the water to heat up, on top of the list is concern and confusion about Drew's suddenly perpetually angry state.
Update next Tuesday starting with Drew pov and making a friend of sorts.