What had even happened? She couldn’t.. she didn’t know what to do. For the first time - Drew couldn’t hold her feelings back, she couldn’t pretend she wasn’t fucking heartbroken. Couldn’t pull the emotion out of her face, couldn’t brush it off with a cruel joke or laugh. She couldn’t even hold her tears back. Almost like, she’s getting slapped in the face over and over by the universe.

She loved you so much. She was finally opening up to you. She couldn’t help lingering close, or watching the way your eyes crinkle when you smile, or the butterflies that wrap her up when you wrap her up in a hug.

It was a sweet phone call at night, just talking to each before Drew told you she liked you, after years of pining after each other. It had been so simple. She’d been too scared to do in it real life, yet, the confession was so easy, you took it so well.

A cute chuckle and promise to see her tomorrow.

She should’ve been with you then,kissing you. If she had the courage to fucking do it in real life. But instead she sits here in a hospital room, waiting for her lover to wake up. They didn’t even get one day to finally to be with each other. It’s humiliating, and it destroys her.

When you did wake - a few months later. After a terrible car accident on your way to see her that morning. She practically sobbed to you. For the first time in her life, crying in front of someone.

“Sorry, who are you?” Was all you managed to reply, breaking Drew’s black little heart farther.