Hurt Tim Drake Novels & Stories

However, in trying to fix the past that Lora thought was a personal hell, he had crossed dangerous boundaries. Drake traveled to Los Angeles on the weekends. He was starting to make his way as an actor, despite being afraid of what that would mean. Being close to Jean would drive him away from Lora, and at some point or another Drake would have to make a choice. He also carried heavy trauma from the past, but he dealt with the feeling. His goals included emotional stability and sanity so maybe he could get close to someone and stay. - "Hi, babe. I know you're resting. I just wanted to know if you're okay without me. Take care" Drake left his third voicemail late Saturday night. She hadn't an

Drake said, without a hint of joke in his voice I felt a painful ache in my heart at his words. "What are you saying?" I asked with disbelief. "Didn't you listen to everything I just said, I'm done fighting for whatever this is. It's obviously a waste of my time." Drake's words hit so hard that I felt my eyes well up with tears. "You can't do that," I muttered. "Watch me," Drake said as he dropped the axe he was holding and walked away leaving me standing in the darkness with a painful ache in my heart.

Drake hummed in agreement. "Yeah, I think the most fucked part of it all is when I found out she died when I felt it. I felt sad about it and as if it was my fault. Grace left me, she almost killed me, and I still wanted to love her. She treated us like trash, and my fucked up brain was convinced she would come back and love us again." Drake's voice broke as he stood up and turned away from me. I sat there in silence as I let him have a moment to let it out.

Drake had stayed away from home. Especially now that he knew she would never be his. He knew it was happening today and fought to stay away, but he was close enough. He landed and shifted back and walked through the woods, trying to keep his mind off it. He was dozing off a bit when a sudden, sharp pain vibrated through him. It felt like he had been shot. He looked down and saw no blood, nor a wound. He hurt bad enough for one to be there. As he pondered this, he heard her voice. She called out to him and in an instant, knew something happened to her. He wasted no time as he shifted and took flight. Flying as fast as his wings would go.

Ruby laughed heartily and said, "I only hurt my forehead, not my mouth. Drake, if you can't come whenever I call you in the future, I will tell my dad about how you caused me harm. You know, my dad will definitely go and hold Miss Fletcher accountable." Drake was feeling extremely frustrated, "Miss, what do you like about me? Can I change it?" Ruby said, "Every part of your body, I couldn't keep my hands off. Including every strand of your hair, it captivated me." Drake vomited directly. Ruby asked, "What's wrong with you?" Drake said, "It's nothing, my stomach has been a bit weak lately." Ruby gritted her teeth and said, "Were you weak in the stomach?"

She didn’t seem to be very happy at the moment. “Were you trying to kill me you lil’ shit? As soon as I get my energy back, I’m gonna fuckin’ cut you up into little pieces and . . . man, I’m tired,” Drake said with a huff, sort of getting off the ground to stand. Thanks to Leslie and Luke’s help. “Sorry, bro. I was running and then I bumped into—” Blake began to explain. I was standing behind him. All of their attention was fully on Drake that they hadn’t noticed me yet.

An evil grin crossed Drake’s face but was quickly wiped off when the sounds of sirens coming near caught everyone’s attention. Drake moved so fast that I could hardly see. He was now standing at the entrance of the club. The sirens were right outside now. The flashing red and blue lights were illuminating the surrounding buildings. The police? Fire Trucks? or both? Drake turned to me. “Willow, baby, I am sorry I hit you. I hate myself for it. I want you to know that I won’t stop until I remind you of how great we are together. You are everything to me.” He turned back toward Brax who looked like he was ready to rip the skin from Drake’s body, leaving him to bleed out on the floor. “As for yo

We tried our best to look surprised at their action to play along but to be honest there was nothing that they would ever do that would come as a surprise to me anymore. Drake was the first to speak with a guilty and sorry look on his face as he said to Kace “ I'm sorry that I have been acting like a spoiled brat and disrespecting you. I'm so sorry for causing and orchestrating problems between you and Tess. I promise to change henceforth and be the loving little brother you used to know “. “ It's fine Drake. You didn't have to kneel “ Kace said to him as he helped Drake stand up.

She was dragging Michael right behind her. “You two, have a nice evening please.” She smiled a sincere smile. Drake watched the receding back of the two people feeling a sense of loss. He did not know what to say. However, after the gap of 5-6 months after that incident, he had come to terms with the reality. He accepted his fault, his mistakes, and now, he was going to make sure he did not make the same mistakes in the future. After his preparations were complete, he was going to make sure he took over the Blake gang and reform it for good.

Dhari lunged towards Drake with his sword drawn. Drake was not expecting that. Dhari managed to catch Drake off guard, and as a result Drake now has a gash on the left side of his chest. The injury is deep and blood started to drip from the wound, and his dark blue shirt became darker. But what Dhari doesn't know is that Drake is a dragon, and he can heal within minutes. Dhari thought the wound would distract Drake for a minute, giving him a chance to escape. But to his shock, Drake didn't even blink despite being injured.