Friends? [Jonah Beck x reader]

Me~ one

We're leaving. Finally. Out of this toxic house, out of my fucked up life. We finally can live life how we want instead of being forced to do what we don't want to do. I get to find out my own identity, my own style, my own looks! No longer am I stuck under these stupid rules. No more siding with 'him' because of being scared, or listening to 'him' because I'm scared. I get to know who I am as a person. Choose my own things! You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this!

I look back once more, carrying my small box of things out of the house. I remember all the parties, all the lies and fights, all the moments we shared there. A smile lingers as I walk away and into the car.

"So (Y/n)? You ready?" My mom asks.

I don't know why but, I hesitate, "yeah. Lets go. Onwards!" She and I both laugh at me and my weirdness.
"Then lets go."

She hands me the aux cord and I immediately play Panic! at the Disco Death of a Bachelor album. I look out the window and at the house again. For some reason I feel guilt but proud at the same time as we leave our old house.

I brush it off like nothing and continue to sing the words. My mom shakes her hips and dances. Our giggles fill the car as we drive to "Becks" as my mom refers to her. "Becks" is short for Rebecca and that is the person who my mom has been friends with since, 2nd, 3rd grade? All I know is that they've been friends for a very long time.

Her house, or apartment, I honestly don't remember which was it exactly, is an hour. My mom and I stop at the best store known to women and men, aka WAWA. WE HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH THIS BEAUTIFUL STORE! okay i need to relax.

Yeah, we stop at Wawa and I get S'mores/Hot chocolate mix along with whipped cream and marshmellows. My mom gets the same thing. And we both get doughnuts.
After we paid she took a sip of her drink getting whipped cream all over her face, saying it was a mustache. Then she made really bad puns.

I love her to death, she's my mom, of course I do. I honestly don't know what I would do with out her. She's like the best person in my life, along with (bf/n). Both are treasures that I need to keep my eyes on. They both are like cats and dogs at the same time. But no matter what they are the highlights of my life.

"(Y/n) are you okay? You seem very out of it."

"Just thinking." I say.

"Okay. If there's anything on your mind-"
"I love you. And I'm appreciating the fact the you are alive. And thank you for taking care of me."

"Not what I was thinking but I'll take it."