Hey diary, its me again...

I saw my mom speeding in through the door and immediately I ran out. Like I said I needed to go. School would be starting in a month. Ryan would be a senior. He wouldn’t go to school like that. I prayed he would be better but I knew that would be a miracle. Brendon grabbed my pale, clammy hand and led me to his car. I needed to snuggle and planed on doing so when we got back home. Brendon put in Blink-182. The music that made me smile like a little kid on their first trip to Disneyland that got to see Mickey Mouse. Even though I was smiling tears still rushed down my face on that 30 minute drive home. Brendon grabbed for my hand. I needed him, he knew it. We pulled into my driveway and I searched my pocket for my pink otter key chain. I stuck the key in the door and opened it. Brendon and I scuffled to the couch where we proceeded to snuggle. I wanted to tell him how I felt about Ryan but I couldn’t.