I woke up to a bright, burning light in my eyes with Craven shaking me by my shoulder. Hey Drake, Drake, you feeling okay? You look pretty worn out
Im okay, just really tired. I said squinting my eyes from the light and also so Craven would see that they were still red.
I really wasnt okay. In fact the tears from last night were still burning my eyes, and my shirt was still a little wet. I just didnt want anyone to know yet. Especially since Luna had just left my life and I was still dealing with the pain.
But Craven, please tell me; for the love of god, why would you shake an injured man?
Oh, right, sorry about that. Im just used to you being unstoppable. Can you move yet? He said sitting in the same chair Luna had sat in not more than a few hours ago.
I tried picking up my arm and it barely twitched, but I could still feel the pain surge up my nerves and jolt my brain. I barely even registered it thoug