Falling Further into You
Pals since..Ever.
Fang
"Fangles Lee Fangikins" she calls. Gosh, I hate it when she calls me that. My name is Nick Walker. I'm 16 years old and I live with my foster mom, dad, and my sister Nudge who also is a foster child. My best friend is Max Martinez who is also 16. She is older by two weeks. She has been my best friend since as long as I can remember. She lived across the street from me with her mom, Mrs. Martinez, her father Jeb, and her siblings, Gazzy and Angel. "What do you want, Maxie?" She whips her head around and shoots daggers at me, "What the hell did I say about calling me that"; I shove my raven black hair from my forehead and prepare. For what you may think, her wicked headlock that's what. She lunges at me and wraps her muscular arms around my neck. I let her overpower me for a second, and then I slip out of it and tackle her. She cries out and falls on my bed, then jumps up and storms to the bathroom. I sit there and sigh, hating that I could have hurt her. Max has dirty blond hair that goes to the back of her shoulder blades and hangs in lose waves. She's pretty enough, or at least that's what the other guys say. I walk over to the guest room she has claimed at m house and knock. "Max? I say. "What the hell do you want?" I turn the handle to find the door open. "Max" I say "I'm sorry, you know I don't mean to hurt you." I say. She replies with only a sentence. The one sentence I don't want to think about right now. "My dad raped me."
Max
I tell him. I tell him knowing that he won't judge me because of this. He sits there with no expression on his face and rage in his eyes. "Look at me! Or are you mad at me? What did I fucking do?" I scream. He looks at me and his eyes soften until only the look of sibling love shows on his face. Then he starts laughing. And I do too. We laugh because we both know I'm being ridiculous. Then after laughing he says "Max, you didn't do anything. It's Jeb I was thinking about. I could kill him." He says. We both know he can, since Jeb is slightly overweight and is weaker than Fang. I look up into those black eyes that still manage to show emotion, and sigh. "Fang," I say "I'm scared. Can I stay here?" I always stay over at Fang's house because my parents are fighting and most likely getting a divorce, we usually sleep in Fang's room and only sleep. I usually pick up Gazzy and Ange and they stay in the guest room Fang and I currently are in. "Of course you can Max." Fang says. So I run across the street and grab enough clothes for Angel, Gazzy, and Angel for a couple days. I pick them up from school early and take them to Fang's house, not wanting them to be in the hell that is my house. They immediately go to the fridge, grab a snack, then go to the living room to watch TV.