Debby drove me home.

"I swear to God if you drink or smoke in the next week you're moving in with me." She glared slightly, "I have notified Josh of our plan, if you do drink or smoke I'll be notified almost immediately."

"Okay." I looked at the passing cars. How the hell was this gonna work?

Josh's house came into view.

"Be careful, if you feel like doing any of that shit talk to me or Josh."

I nodded, quietly waiting for her to stop talking and for me to be allowed out.

It didn't take too much longer for her to shut up and stop the car.

"Bye." I simply said and opened the door.

"Text me." She reminded.

"I will." I promised, got out and closed the door.

I stepped back and waved at my friend.

Debby waved before driving away.

"Kyle?" Josh asked.

I turned my head and saw them on the porch looking at me with teary eyes.

"Are you okay, Josh?" I asked.

They wiped their eyes and sniffed before replying, "yeah, of course."

I gave them a look, "are you sure?"

"No." Josh burst into tears.

I ran over to them and hugged them tightly.

They grabbed onto me just as tightly.

I rubbed their back, "I'm sorry." I apologized for everything, "I'll try to get better. I'll try to help you."

They slightly shook their head and grabbed onto me tighter.

"Let's go inside." I said, rubbing their back.

Josh hiccuped, let go of me, and nodded.

I led them inside, holding onto their hand for support.

Everything was gonna be alright.