Hurt Tim Drake Novels & Stories

After all, Timothy did make a mistake this time and they were all embarrassed to make moves. "I won't apologize! I'm the young master of the Drake family, why should I apologize to them?!" Timothy gritted his teeth and looked at Fane. He did not believe that Fane would dare take action. After all, the Drake family was the biggest known power in this province. Bang! Fane directly jumped up and kicked Timothy on his crotch. Timothy flew outward. Bang! The next second, Timothy hit the ground far away and fainted.

Dakota POV . . It's f*cking hurt! This mere sacrifice I made just to escape from that gigantic cage. D*mn, my arm's still in pain like b*tch. Purposely slipping on a wet bathroom floor was torture-suicide, I would not recommend it.

His words echoed the Hamptons, our Montclair vows, but now tempered by truth, scars. My phone buzzed—an X post: Kayla Reed’s Therapy Journey: Drake’s Nurse Fights Back! A leaked hospital rumor, my shift return, fueling comments: “Kayla’s healing!” and “Drake’s still trouble.” The media’s glare was softer, but it lingered, a reminder of our fight. Justin held me, Montclair’s quiet a fragile shield, and I leaned into him, our love an ember, growing stronger, if we could weather this storm’s aftermath.

I was hurt and devastated. Drake had ruined everything .everything we had ever build up. I hate him more than any thing in this whole wide world . I saw the time , it was around 9 am and I decided to go down and check is anyone was there. I slow walked down ,checking if drake was home or not. And I suddenly heard aunty speak: "How are you feeling my dear.do you need anything." "No aunty, I am fine thank you." "Dear do you know

Silence. "Drake what are you d-" "she's hurt". Drake cut Timothy's words "what?" Timothy's shaky voice came out. Drake didn't have time to nurse the envy in his heart and gave the address then hung up. He placed the phone on the seat and looked at the girl in his arms, she wasn't peaceful, she kept on turning and murmuring in her sleep and Drake remained puzzled. He had been abroad but kept on following her every interview and videos, she was hot headed but also a confident and fearless woman, what could have caused this. He even felt guilty for ambushing her. As he swam in his selfblame, he didn't realize it was the first time he had ever held a woman in his arms.

And we didn't, we spent almost all night in each other's arms making up for lost time, pain was so much easier to deal with when you loved anyone the way i loved drake, every second i was around him my heart healed a little more. Don't get me wrong, losing DJ would never stop hurting but together i could see us survive by being with each other, distracting ourselves with one another and helping to live and laugh with our friends and family —-

I reassured him. "Yes, she will." Chase spoke with a dark tone. I never heard him so serious in my life. I had no idea what happened between them, and I didn't need to know. Kiera hurt my brother, my family, and no one gets away with hurting one of us. Drake growled at us both, then quickly turned to kneel on the ground to remove a hidden grate under leaves and brush. I knew he was angry our brother was hurt, but something deeper cut through him too. He was good at hiding his feelings, but he couldn't keep us out completely.

I say before I can stop myself. He laughs again, and this time it doesn't end with him bleeding. In fact, he even has the strength to get up and look at me. "I don't blame you for thinking that. Diamond really made sure that I won't try to hurt any of you again, and I have to say that he wins this round. I don't think I can try another plan to harm you. I don't think I can even move." I know that Drake sounds like he's making fun of his own situation but I can see the pain in his eyes. Pain that comes not only from his injuries but also from his heart.

- "Stop, Drake! I love you, but I won't let you take care of my life as if it were yours." - "I didn't mean to be invasive," he stated, losing all his defenses. Hurting Blair was one of the few things that hurt Drake. Guilt consumed him completely, until all that was left was a teary gaze. - "You weren't invasive, you were a son of a bitch"

"... the reason for my er...sudden absence was as a result of my mother's underlying health conditions. Consequently, major surgery was required and I had to be by her side." He said putting on a doleful facade. Mr Jordan's face fell in pity. "Oh, please accept my sincere apologies." Drake nodded slowly and forced a smile. Yeah right! You are the bloody cause of everything that happened to my family and you will pay for it. He thought angrily but his face didn't reveal it. "You see Dad, Drake means no harm. He's going through a lot now." Janice chipped in. Mr Jordan nodded in response. "You can take a week off to fully settle down if you so please."