What doesn't destroy you, leaves you broken instead.

I change into sweatpants and get ready to go to bed. Who cares if its 8:30? I've had a rough day.

"Can you take Frank home?" Seriously you have two legs just waaaalk.

"Cant mom take him when she gets home? It's only 15 minutes." I hate having frank in my car. He's annoying, thinks he can listen to whatever he wants, puts his feet on my car,did i mention annoying?

"Nope. Already asked her and she said she had to go grey stuff from the store then she's coming home. He has to be home now." Of fucking course. Whatever. Clearly god or whatever hates me. I hop down the stairs. Probably not the best idea. What if i fall and die? No more of that. I shove on my vans and get my keys.

"Kay. You're coming?" I say to mikey.

"No."

"Come on Frank."

"Okay."

I tell Mikey that we'll be right back. I get in the car and as expected, Frank reaches in the back to get a cd. Green day 'Dookie'. He puts it in and we drive in silence. Apart from slight singing from each of us and me asking for directions. When i pull into his driveway, he grabs his bookbag and looks at me. I'm expecting another insult but he actually thanks me.

"Um youre welcome." I say it more as a question than a statement.

"Bye loser."

Theres es the Frank i know. He gets out shits the door and i drive away. I head back home, praying to not get lost. I make it home safe and go straight up to bed. It's now 9 so maybe I can fall asleep better? Let's try.

Notes

This is short bc i felt like it should be two parts