*Pattys pov*

I stopped singing and everyone was looking at me. I blush slightly and look away. "M-my point was, Uh, that I know, I know I have a problem. I just can't stop." Andy clears his throat, unsure about speaking again. "Well, we can help you. We'll help you get clean Patrick. You can do this, you just need a little support. You'll start going to AA meetings and Pete said he'd sponsor you, me and Joe will always be just a phone call away, Brendon wants to help you too. Together we can do this." I try not to laugh at how ridiculous he sounds. From what I can tell he's got no idea what it's like. Pete stands up next and I look up, ready to pay attention to whatever he has to say. Andy sits back down and Joe rests his head on his shoulder.

"Patrick, I really want to help you. And I want this to work out between us. But I'm not going to be with you in that way if you're going to continue down this path. I've been there before, I'm not doing it again. Please, do this for me. Get clean, for me. Please Patrick. You at least have to try."

I look at pete, the pleading look in his eyes. I look at everyone else here. They all said they're willing to help me. Maybe I can do it, if they help. Maybe I can kick this habit. "Ok, I'll try to get clean." I say, and they all smile and start talking at once.

Triple update! Go me!