Drake
I’ve been fighting my demons most of my life.
Alcohol numbs the pain, but the nightmares never go away.
My Angel is my peace, my serenity, my light in the dark.
But there is so much standing between us–why does she have to be so young?
Lana
Drake is the best thing to ever happen to me.
He is my best friend, my soul mate, and although he can be something of a demon, he is my world, but he lets my age stand between us.
Something haunts him, and selfishly I want to be the one to help conquer his ghosts–why can’t he just let me in?