Chapter Fifty Nine

"Are you okay? You look pale." I shook my head and smiled when Lyza came at me, concern laced on the tone of her voice. What the fuck is wrong with Drey? Does he really want me to live a life of guilt? 

He's a fragment of my past that I want to forget.

I don't want to go running back and forth just because I liked him.

I went straight to my room and laid down on my bed without even bothering to change my clothes. I suddenly didn't want to talk to anyone--seeing Drey drained the energy out of me, although I was thankful that my anxiety attacks didn't show up and cooperate with my control for now. I just came from the hospital and another record there would probably result in my friends asking me to come back home. 

I closed my eyes and massaged my temples. I was anxious for a while, but I was getting a little better with some breathing techniques. I can't even determine if I was angry or sad, or both... I never really thought I'd meet him eve