Do or Die, a Huskerdust Story

Seventy Nine

Husk and Anthony left the room after their conversations ended they went downstairs and Anthony immediately grabbed Fat Nuggets from Charlie.

He sat on the couch with his arms wrapped around Lieth and Claire. "Do me a favor and don't let her do anything fuckin stupid. Get her the fuck back to heaven Char-ly, she doesn't belong down here."  He instructed. He could not deal with having to babysit his sister while he was trying to stay sober. It was already hard and now.

"Why don't we all go out? Like old times, once Husk is up for it, I mean. Y'all definitely had a long day. I'm sure there's one club down here that ain't got drugs."

Husk chuckled and turned to him.

"You mean, a fuckin bar?" He asked.

Leith nodded and laughed at himself for that. "Oh.... Yeah."

Anthony liked the idea but, he wasn't sure he could trust himself. He and Husk didn't really have time for all of that lately. He liked the change because, if he didn't have the time to party, he didn't have to worry about being tempted by drugs. He looked as uneasy as he felt.

Husk put a supportive hand on his shoulder.

"Whatcha thinking, baby?" He wondered.

He shrugged. Everyone else had agreed to the idea but, for once Anthony was the quiet one.

He shrugged. His voice was a mumble, as if he didn't want anyone else to hear him, because he didn't.

"I wanna go out, we haven't had the time. But, what if I rela-"

Husk wrapped his arms around the spider and rested his head against his back.

"Baby, it's been a year since we left the hotel. That's like a year and what?  Four or five months you've been clean, and imma be there too. You can go out and have fun. You don't need the drugs to have fun." He assured.

He placed his hands supporting on Anthony's shoulders and looked up into his eyes. The cat demon's pupils were dilated.

"Even if you do relapse, it doesn't change your progress, or your journey. In fact it's part of the journey. Whether your a year sober, or ten years sober. Relapses can happen at any time for any reason. Personally, I'd much rather ya relapse cause you were enjoying yourself than, because you're running from your problems." He mentioned.

Anthony nodded. It made him think of Cherribomb. Her relationship with drugs was quite different from his. They made her good time a better time. For Anthony however, the drugs were the only thing that made him like himself, the only time he could say he was happy, was when he was high.
That simply wasn't the case, anymore. Really; he needs to be more accepting of failure, he's always been afraid to screw up because, he did so much of that in life. Down here, Valentino would use him as a punching bag if he fucked up. He knew that wouldn't happen anymore but he he didn't want to let Husk or anyone else down. But, he's beginning to realize they're here for him whether he's clean or not as long as he wants them to be, and they are gonna support him as long as he keeps trying.

"Okay." Anthony agreed after a few silent minutes of him debating the idea in his mind.

With that Charlie had the limo escort Anthony Husk and Fat Nuggets back to their home.

Anthony walked into the apartment followed by Husk.

"We definitely need a new door." Anthony giggled.

Husk nodded. "I'll look through the phone book for a door salesman."

Anthony looked at him like he had seven heads. Then he laughed. He kicked his feet at his funny that was.

"That's gotta be the most out dated thing I've ever heard you say, Shnookums. I'll just search it on the Internet."

Husk shook his head and sat next to his boyfriend on the couch. They'll tidy up the apartment tomorrow when things are less crazy. Molly gave Anthony her number and told him not to be a fuckin stranger. Let's face it though, he never wanted his sister to be down here. He just wanted to know she was okay wherever she was.  He doesn't really want her getting caught up in his life, she'd never get back to heaven if she did.