Chapter 23

AN: So first of all, I want to say thank you to my reviewers, especially, HappyKitty95, neongreenfruit and anne96 for multiple reviews in the last couple chapters. All reviews are appreciated. I'm so sorry this took so long, I haven't had much time to write between skating and school, but I'll try and update regularly.

Stickwitu

I sunk slowly to the ground. As I sat down so did Josh. The two of us sat, leaning against Buba, Easton's oldest and most well-known tree. It had a story behind it, I just didn't know what it was. We rested against each other, not saying anything, both too engulfed in our own thoughts to worry about the other. I knew dwelling on this would get me nowhere. I knew, deep down that, if asked, I would lie to the police, or Josh. But, if I wasn't asked this wasn't information I was about to voluntarily share.

"Josh, are you going to be okay?" I finally asked stupidly. I knew I had to say something after all, this is his best friend, just found dead, and I'm willing to bet the emotions aren't even registering because of his mood modulators. It was the best I could come up with.

"I will be, with your help Reed. Please stay with me Reed. Promise me you won't leave." Josh begged pitifully.

I hated seeing him like this, it was so horrible. "Josh, I promise, I'll be here for you. Always." I told him truthfully.

"Thank you Reed, I really need you right now." Josh said, and hugged me close to him as if holding on would hold him together. Right now, it probably would. I sat still, holding him. I knew there was nothing more to be said.

"Everyone keeps asking me if I'm okay, but are you okay Reed?" Josh asked me. "You knew Thomas too, this has to be hard."

"I don't know. Honestly, my head is pretty unlivable right now." I admitted. I could be honest with Josh.

"I have a way for you to get out of your head, if you're interested." Josh told me.

"If you're talking about pot or something, I'm not interested."

"It's not drugs Reed. Come on, how idiotic do you think I am?" Josh asked.

I blinked. A blush moved from behind my ears, warming my face all the way to my nose. So this is what shame feels like.

"Then what is it?" I asked

"It's better." He replied.

I took a deep breath, I needed this at this point, I couldn't live in my head anymore. "I'm in."

Josh grabbed my hand, and we began to run. I didn't really care where we were going. I trusted Josh completely. We approached Ketlar and I began to get nervous. Josh wasn't planning what I think he's planning, is he? Not now. No, Josh wouldn't do that. It was obviously completely innocent. We made it into the commons and I started to get nervous, would we make it to Josh's room without getting caught?

"Josh, won't we get caught?" I asked.

"No way." Josh replied "It's after dinner, our Dorm adviser will be out cold by now. So long as no one rats us out, we're good."

"Would they do that to you?" I asked. I was worried.

"Nah, I've got enough dirt on each of them to get them expelled. They wouldn't dare." Josh replied with a laugh.

Josh and I reached his room, but he kept walking.

"Wait. Where are we going?" I asked.

"My room is a crime scene now. They've already moved most of my stuff to a single down the hall. Dean Marcus told me so earlier."

I guess I had been too wrapped up in my own thoughts to notice.

"Well, here we are. Room 207, this should be it." Josh told me with a sigh.

AN: Finally!! This took much longer than expected, too much homework, blame my science teacher. Anyways, what do you think is going to happen in Josh's room? I hope you liked my little quotes from Untouchable, I think I will continue doing this, to make it a bit more interesting for you guys. This was meant to go along with the last chapter, or the next, but both times, I desperately needed to get something up. :(