Chapter 18- The Eighteenth Panic Attack

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"So how's group going?" Todd asked me while intertwining our fingers. I smiled down at our hands and squeezed his hand.

"It's going good," I said smiling, "There's this one kid, Jonah I think his name is, he talked about his story yesterday and its so sad."

Todd gave me a curious look.

"He had a rough childhood and he resorted to Self-harm and he met this girl, Liz. I've talked to her a few times, She used to go to our school." I said, smiling sadly at the memory of her, "They were best friends and she ended up killing herself."

"I bawled my eyes out when he was explaining this to us, He said he was getting help for her." I let out a sigh.

We sat in silence for a minute; I let him process the story. I knew he used to know Liz too, they had a few classes together.

"It makes me think about how you would've ended up if I never got help; I had the date planned and everything and if it weren't for you—" I started crying, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry Todd."

"There is nothing to be sorry about." He whispered and wiped my tears. He kissed my forehead and I smiled at him.

He saved my life; This crazy boy that I love so much actually saved my life.

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