Chapter Twenty oneJemima's POVWe stood in the middle of the garden filled with different beautiful flowers but mostly roses under the full moon locked into each other's arms."I will  never leave you Jemima.I would rather be alone than be with anyone else..." Drake whispered softly to me."How can I ever leave you Drake? We are meant to be together forever.You will always be my only addiction...""Thank you for coming into my life Jemima..." He lifted his face from my neck and rubbed his lips with mine."Everytime I am so close to you, I can't control myself." He pressed his lips against mine and before he could kiss me I felt a thud and my butt was in pain.I rubbed my eyes angrily, cursing beneath my nose when I realised I was in Drake's room and on the floor.Did I just fall?I shook my head, laughing at the silly me.Where is he thou? I loo

Chapter Twenty threeDrake's POVImmediately I got to the mansion, I took  the family's private jet so as i could get to Los Angeles.I felt bad leaving Jemima all in the dark and full of hopes.Once again she believed my empty promises, once again she had faith in me when I didn't deserve it.I felt a sense of belonging flow through me as I looked at her photo.A photo I took while she was sleeping.Seeing how peaceful she slept, there and then I knew I would do anything to always put a smile on her faceI wish she was here with me, held in my arms as I kiss her like there is no tomorrow with in our fingers intertwined.She was my certainty in the  The emptiness inside me was killing me.I needed my Jemima, to feel her arms around me, to see that beautiful smile that brightens my day.Why can't I stop thinking about her? What's this thing that is always drawing me to her?The emptiness inside me was killing me.I needed my Jemima, to feel her arms around me, to se

Chapter Twenty fiveJemima's POVMy jaw dropped the moment I saw him.Wasn't he supposed to be in LA? What was he doing here? No, this must be just a dream.For seconds, we just stared into each other's eyes and didn't utter a word.I shook my head with my eyes closed and when I opened them, he was still there smiling he is really here.I am not hallucinating."Hey Jemima, why do you look shocked? It's me Drake..."I looked at him one more time and realised he had in the same outfit as that night we met in that club.The cap and the glasses made him look more like my Drake and not the star player.Seeing him like this  brought a sharp pain altogether.I  recalled how he lied to me about his identity and since then it has always been one lie after the other.He had the box with had that dress he bought me on his left hand and a bonquet of roses on the other hand."What do you want Drake?" I tremble

Chapter Twenty sevenJemima's POVI dropped on my knees as my dam broke.My tears were uncontrollable.When I met him all I thought was, "Damn it's gonna break me when you leave..." And I was right.Crying is a way to your eyes speak when you mouth can't explain how you feeling inside.Matt  knelt infront of me and wrapped me in his arms.I wish they made me feel home like Drake's did but all I could feel was been encaged for comfort.He soothed me and promised everything would be okay, over and over and over again but I doubted it.When he lifted my face to look at him,my sobs increased and no words were courageous enough to leave my lips."He is not worth your tears.If you mean something to him then he will fight for you..." He wiped my tears with his thumbs but they were so stubborn."He is Drake, he will never change Jemima..." He cussed out with so much rage in his voice.

Chapter twenty nine Drake's POV I am tired of this life,It's like I am screaming and no one can hear me.I am suffocating.I am not angry but in pain.It's fucked up not to have control over your life.My life feels like a horror show. You don't know what it feels like.To be all smiley.But you are breaking deep inside.I staggered to the living room after throwing Chacha's crap over the balcony and slumped on the sofa.I am what's wrong,I keep hurting those dear to me.I felt tears spill down my face and I quickly wiped them away. How has she gotten under my skin so easily? I don't think I have ever felt all this before.At first it scared me but now I love the unfamiliar emotions am feeling.The emptiness when she is not around.How I feel like every ounce of my breathe has been taken from my lungs when she is around me.Or how I imagine the world comes to a standstill when she smiles or how her eyes shine lik