Fuck me.
I'm getting out in three months.
Liam's biggest fear is coming true.
Right now, when Tyler is here and better, I'm going to leave all of them.
Jack.
Miles.
Harry.
My friends.
Everything I've known in my adult life.
And on the other side, where am I even going to live?
My parents aren't taking me back. That much is certain.
Auntie probably would.
Probably.
But I haven't asked her, and I'm not going to decide that her home is mine just because I need somewhere to go.
I have to ask.
I have to make a plan.
Griff noticed the panic because Griff notices everything.
"It's going to be okay," he said. "I know it's scary. But this is your chance to start your life over. This here isn't a life, son. The world out there has a lot waiting for you."
I nodded.
"I'll see you later. Okay?"
I nodded again.
Now I walk back to the dorm.
We have a little time before MMA, which I usually use to work out with Liam.
He can't know yet.
I'm going to tell him, of course.
But at the right moment.
When I have more details.
Where I'm going to live. How many hours I'll be working. Whether I'll be able to come back and visit him. What's actually going to happen.
Right now isn't the time.
I force myself to stop shaking.