I Guess We'll Never Know (adopted by fob)✔

Twenty-Six

"Ty do you want anything before we head out to Maine?" "Um can you get me some candy, chips, coffee, Monster and some girly things if you get my drift!" "Yeah I got you." I laughed at Joe and he walked off the bus with some money and his headphones in. When I looked at Pete, he had his eyes fixed on Pat. "Ohhh Dad." He looked at me and blushed. "What?" I giggled slightly and shook my head. "Just say something. Wouldn't hurt." "You don't know what you're talking about." I crossed my arms. "I bet I do. You'll be unhappy and wondering if they happen to like you back. Just say something and if they reject you, get some ice cream and cry your feelings out while watching Batman." "Isn't that what you did when you broke up with Oliver?" "It worked didn't it?" He huffed and pouted. "What're you two talking about?" I looked at Pat and Andy, looking at us curiously. "Pete has a little love issue. Being the amazing daughter I am, I'm trying to help." "Oh did you find another girl?" Pete winced and shook his head. Before he could say anything, Joe walked onto the bus, handing me two bags. "Thanks boo. Dad if you don't say something, I will. I don't want you getting hurt again." I gave him a look and he just pouted. "Damn she got you there."

"Hey AJ!" He waved from his side of the computer. We had really hit off and we got Skype to talk to each other. "Hey Ty! How has everything been?" "Eh I'm bored and Dad is pouting about something." He chuckled. "How's Max?" I had the pleasure of holding a few conversations with his boyfriend. "He's great. We both miss each other." I smiled at him. Even for someone that is nearly two years older than I, he is really like a best friend. Older brother even. "Just another month and you'll be running into his arms." His cheeks reddened and I giggled. "Josh is considering moving to Chicago." I did a air pump of victory. "Please. I go into my sophomore year next year and my ex boyfriend has everyone hating me." "His face softened. "Are you bullied?" I shrugged. "Verbally mostly, sometimes physical. I'm okay though." "I'm definitely getting Josh to move us to Chicago." I felt happiness and nervousness bubble up inside me. "Are you sure you want to associate yourself with a loser?" He nodded. "We can be the queer losers." I laughed and smiled at him, feeling a little bit better. "I'm going to go to sleep. Night Ty." "Night AJ." We clicked off and I smiled at myself in the darkness. Thank god for kind people, or I would've offed myself.

"Ty!" I jolted awake and glared at my father. "You dick." He gave me a disapproving look and grabbed me from the bunk. "What's up." "It's 1 in the afternoon. You've been asleep since 6 yesterday." I looked at him oddly. "I have?" He nodded and handed me a cup of coffee and some Jack In The Box. "Are we almost there?" "We'll be there in an hour. We left Maryland early this morning. We'll be there in a few hours." I sighed and sat down on the couch. I felt so tired and empty. "So Josh is moving to Chicago with AJ and Max." The guys looked at me and back at each other. "You don't seem so excited." I shrugged. "It's not like they're going to hang out with the social outcast. I haven't had friends since Oliver and I honestly think that's for the better. I mean I'm a wreck. I have depression and anxiety and I can't tell the difference between dreams and reality." I felt like I had dropped a weight off my shoulders, but I felt like I lifted one onto theirs. "Why didn't you tell us this before?" "It's not like it mattered. I'm fine with being alone. It's nothing new to me. I spent so many years in isolation that the darkness feels like home. You guys are the only people who dragged me out of that darkness, but is it really ever gone? The temptation is still there. You still want to crawl back into the arms of those who never left. Which is for me, the demons." The bus got really quiet and I felt like I had dropped a huge burden on those around me. Something that they should've never had to deal with. Except in this case, my thoughts aren't the burden, it's me. I'm the burden. The one thing that may break the people around me. I felt my eyes swell with tears. "S-sorry."

No one tried comforting me, which only made it worse. I got up, leaving the untouched food and half drank coffee on the table, and I left the room. I wanted the sweet comfort of sleep. The only place where I could escape without actually escaping. I pushed open the curtain to my bunk and I climbed inside, encasing myself in the blanket I brought. I cried myself to sleep, feeling like everything around me is gone and I'm the one who destroyed it.