Come Over When You're Sober PT.1| A Gustav Ahr Fanfiction| Hellboyyy_|

"What happened?" Josh's voice was soft as his arms were wrapped around my small body. "I don't know. I came home and so much stuff was gone. Almost all of my Jewelry is gone," He signed, squeezing me even tighter. "I'm sorry. I'll take you back to my place. Did you get your stuff or I guess whatever's left?" Nodding my head, he led me to his car. 

"What about my car? I don't want to leave it here," Again, he sighed. "We'll get it tomorrow. But I don't wanna leave you here by yourself, just in case," Josh Kept his hand laced with mine the whole ride, rubbing circles on the top of my hand. As we made our way into the house he turned the alarm system on. 

He sat my bags in the corner of his room before ushering me into the bed. My head laid on his chest for a while, silence filling the air. Things were quiet and comforting until my phone started ringing. It was my dad. 

"I heard about what happened. I'm down at the station right now, I'm gonna get more security cameras installed and try and get everything back, they're checking the footage right now. I want you to stay at Josh's until you feel safe enough to come back," The call ended. He knew I wouldn't want to talk. 

As my head found it's way back to Josh's chest, my eyes fluttered shut. 

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My phone was blowing up and it was getting annoying. It was from everyone back home. "Why don't you just answer it? Maybe it's important," Layla sat next to me at the lunch table. Everyone else was too busy talking to even notice my phone. "I honestly want nothing to do with the place. And they know that so I don't understand why they still text me," Letting out a sigh, she picked my phone up to check through the messages for me. 

As her eyes began to widen, a spike of anxiety hit it. "What is it?" I asked. She looked up, handing the phone to me. 

One of my old friends had overdosed over Xanax. 

My body shot up and my feet carried through the back door. My breath quickened as everything around me began to spin. As my eyes became blurry and my heart dropped, I felt a hand on my back. I pushed them off as my body began to fall, catching myself, my body hunched over. 

"What happened?" Josh's voice was soft as he tried to reach for me but I pulled away again. "Her friend back in Michigan overdosed on Xanax," Their voices were quiet but I could still hear them. They acted as if I couldn't hear them.

"Stop speaking so low I can still hear you..." My voice cracked as I wiped my tears, standing up, and fixing myself. "Liyah talk to us-"

"-There's nothing to talk about," I cut the blue-haired girl off before walking back inside. The bell rang and I made my way to the parking lot, driving off. 

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"Do you wanna talk about it," I sat in Peeps room, curtains closed, curled up in the corner with my knees to my chest. "No, I'm fine," He sighed, sitting down in front of me and crossing his legs. He reached both his hands out for mine. I hesitated at first but I took them. 

"...She was just so young, I love her so much. She was my best friend," Peep rubbed circles in my hand just like Cassie. "Was she going through stuff?" He asked. I simply shrugged. "I didn't really talk to them much after I moved out here. I'm gonna have to talk to her parents, I'll have my dad pay for the funeral," Peep engulfed me in his arms, bringing me closer to his body. 

"I'm here if you need me," Getting up, I grabbed one of his hoodies, throwing it on. "We should go to the skate park," He smiled, grabbing two boards. "You still barely know how to skate," I playfully rolled my eyes at the bit. "Okay but I'm learning. it's the thought that counts," 

Walking sounded nicer than driving so that's what we did. We goofed off and I even skated some while going there. Peep tricked to teach me a kickflip and I busted my ass a couple of times but I eventually got it. "You're getting better," Peep high fived me and I smiled ear to ear making him laugh. That fucking laugh. It just made me smile more. "You should come back to Michigan with me, Jada and Cassie were dying to meet you when I first moved here," Peep shrugged.

"Are you sure? What about Josh?" He asked. "What about him?" My voice was quiet and I avoided making eye contact with him. "Wouldn't you want him there?" Sighing, I sat down on my board. "I don't know. It would be good but I'd be staying with my mom and I just don't want her to meet him," He nodded in understanding before reaching his hand out to help me up. 

"I think we should all just chill, ya know? You need support even if you don't want to admit it. We could go somewhere, have a smoke sesh, and just hang out. Maybe even a party would be good," I rolled my eyes. "I'm tired of parties," He smiled at me. "Yeah me too,"

Gus became my support system, and In all honesty, I think I was starting to rely on him just a little too much. I was raised to be independent like my father: Hard working, never needing anyone kind of mindset. But I was far from that right now. Because I needed him to feel okay right now, and without him, I think my whole world would go crashing down. 

I had just lost one of my best friends...Someone I loved like a sister, someone I loved with everything  in me. Cass was my everything. And if it weren't for Rio, Chanel and I, she would've never started popping pills. I had never felt so guilty for something in my entire life. So if I didn't have Gus right now... I'm not sure if I'd even be remotely okay.