(A month later)

I went out again to get high and drunk at my friend, Joseph's house.

He was having another party.

"Please don't go out again." Josh pleaded.

"Sorry, Josh." I replied before leaving.

"Kyle!" A clearly drunk Joseph called from his car.

"Get in the passenger seat, Joseph, you're drunk already, I'm driving." I told him.

"Fine." He replied.

I got in and drove my friend home.

"I do have a name y'know." Joseph slurred.

"Mhm." I hummed.

"It's Dan." He sighed. "You keep calling me by my last name."

"Oh." I replied, kind of shocked that after this long of knowing him I just found out.

"We're hereeeee." Dan got out of the car once we got to his house.

You could hear the music outside of the house.

I got out and confidently walked into the house.

"Yo, Kyle, want any weed?" A tall guy asked.

Of course I smoked some.

Some girl handed me a drink after a while.

I put it down and grabbed my own.

She frowned, "he ruined my plans." I could hear her mutter.

Must've been drugged.

I drank a lot that night.

Soon enough I decided to stop.

If I ever wanted to get home I'd have to at least sober up enough to ask Josh to pick me up.

It took a while but I finally felt sober enough to ask Josh.

Of course he said yes.

I yawned.

"Anyone picking you up, baby?" A guy who only looked about five years older than me asked.

I nodded.

He smiled, "I could get you home sooner." He grabbed my arm, "I like it rough."

I choked, "uh, no thanks."

"Kyle, get over here!" I heard Josh yell over the music.

"I gotta go." I told the guy and left towards where I heard Josh.

They pulled me out of the house and to their car.

Once we were in they turned to me, "why do you do this to yourself?"

I shrugged, "I don't know what else to do. It makes me feel good."

Josh sighed. "Temporary fixes aren't always good."

"Feels good." I mumbled.