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"Hey, Ty," the voice on the other end said, and the tension immediately went out of my shoulders. Thank God it wasn't my dad. I wanted to sob with relief.

"Hey, Josh," I said, and my voice cracked. I wiped a tear away from my face.

"How are you feeling?" Josh questioned, not indicating whether or not he'd heard the falter in my voice.

I wasn't entirely sure how to respond. I had two choices: I could tell Josh the truth, and tell him everything. Or I could wait.

I didn't feel ready to reveal the altercation between me and my father just yet. "I'm alright, just a bit of a headache."

"Aww, poor baby," Josh teased. 

Despite my mental state, I couldn't help but smile a little. "Shut up."

"Never." I could practically hear him grinning through the phone.

"How are you?" I asked, changing the subject a bit. I turned down the volume on the television so I could hear him better.

"Not bad, just got out of my last class for the day. Any word from your parents?"

"I'm giving them space," I said evasively, and this seemed to satisfy him.

"That makes sense, it might be good to give them some time. They'll come around, don't worry."

The faint ache in my chest grew at Josh's reassurance, because I knew it was hopeless. "Yeah."

After talking with Josh for about half an hour, he had to go, so we said our goodbyes and hung up. I was exhausted, and even though it was only around four o'clock, I made my way back to my room and collapsed onto my bed, drifting almost immediately into a heavy sleep.

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