Scene XXII: Jennie's apartment.
The ride to Jennie's apartment had been silent, except for the occasional sniffle. They were sitting in Jennie's living room now, still silent, Jennie feeling dejected and miserable, like she had for the past week, and Drake wondering where to start and what to say.
Jennie: Just go, Drake. I want to take a nap and I don't want to sit here pretending like you have something to say to me when I could be escaping from it all in dreamland.
Drake: No! Look. I do have something to say to you, I just don't know how to start.
Jennie: Well I'm going to go put my pajamas on crawl under the blankets and then we'll talk, okay? My bed is practically the only place I feel safe anymore. And that's only when Mindy is here. I'm afraid to be alone.
Drake: That's terrible.
Jennie: apparently suddenly mad. Well then YOU fix it if you think its so terrible. Softening I'm sorry. It just makes me so angry. Here I am far away from home with only a few friends, and I just don't know how to deal with it. Being alone in a big city is one thing, but knowing from experience just how dangerous cities are? It's really scary Drake. And I really don't know how to handle it.
She changes and gets in bed. Drake brings her some milk and cookies.
Jennie: Aw, thanks for the snack. But sugar isn't going to make me feel better.
Drake: I know. Here, scoot over. He snuggles in beside her, albeit cramped in the small single she'd downgraded to when Mindy moved in. Listen to me. I know you're really scared. And I know I haven't helped much, being so distant. I'm not a man who is comfortable with sharing his feelings. It makes you vulnerable. I'm not used to that feeling. Not to mention I'm not too experienced in the whole "serious relationship" department. But I have invested myself in this relationship, and I don't want to see it go down the drain just because I'm a jackass. Especially when I love you and I don't want to see you get hurt.
Jennie: You what?
Drake: I don't want to see you get hurt.
Jennie: No, before that.
Drake: I love you.
Jennie: You never told me that before.
Drake: I know. I've felt that way for a while, but I didn't want to tell you until I was absolutely certain about it.
Jennie: Oh I feel so foolish now.
Drake: You do?
Jennie: I love you too. But I was going to break up with you because I had this odd feeling you wanted out.
Drake: I know. Josh told me. But you have to be honest with me. And I have to be honest with you. We can't let Josh fight our battles or be our go between. I'm sorry that I wasn't honest before.
Jennie: Me too. Drake?
Drake: Yeah?
Jennie: I am so scared. I have to go to the doctor tomorrow.
Drake: The doctor, why?
Jennie: Ugh, it ain't over yet. When you and your mom took me to the hospital they told me I'd need to come back in a week. To find out if I was pregnant. I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't want to deal with this; I just want to go on a vacation from life, because it's just scary.
Drake: Wow.
Jennie: Mindy is so sweet. She intercepted a call from my boss earlier today while I was at your house, and he told her he thought I needed some time off because I'd been acting so freaked. So she told him to give me a week's vacation. When she told me what she'd done I said I can't do that, we have to make rent. She said no, she's paying the rent this month, that I have way too much on my mind, and that I should take a vacation.
Drake: That is very sweet of her. So are you?
Jennie: I will if you come with me. After my appointment, anyway. My favorite team is playing in the first round of playoffs. Baseball always relaxes me. Wanna come to Boston?
Drake: Okay. Sounds like a plan.
Jennie: Stay here with me? I don't want to sleep without someone else here.
Drake: Okay. Look. This is going to sound really strange, but my mom suggested it. She thinks maybe you should go to a counselor. That it might help you feel comfortable being alone.
Jennie: I'll think about it. She might be right. Oh gosh, what if I am? I don't even feel safe being alone, and then I'll have a baby to protect? It's horrible. What kind of mother doesn't feel comfortable in her own skin? Do you think your mom would go with me to my appointment tomorrow? She's been like a mother to me while my mom is 3000 miles away.
Drake: I'm sure she would. She's a great mom. You should get some rest.
Jennie: I know. Goodnight.