I own nothing

I woke up as with a start my eyes flying wildly around the room taking in all the familiar surroundings.

"ahh the basement ... how thoughtful oh him to put me away after playing with me".

I stretched feeling all my muscles protest at once but i just pushed through it letting me feel the stretch travel all the way from the tips of my fingers to the the soles of my feet.

I got up slowly my muscles already tensing back up because of the constant cold draft that was always present in the basement it use to bite a lot more but a lot has become bearable in the last couple of years.

I pushed my matted hair out of my face trying to get the dirty blonde strands to cooperate but it was useless so i just let it fall back into its chaotic disarray its use to.

I started limping to the small bathroom and flipped of the dull yellow light with disdain

"uggg, well hello beautiful"

I greeted myself with no enthusiasm as i looked in the cramped 2ft by 2ft mirror with a large crack crawling corner to corner almost begging me to just grab a jagged shard from it and end my already insufferable morning.

But i tore my gaze away from it with a small amount of remorse, it would be so simple but i refuse to let him win and give in to the ever growing depression that crawls into my head every moment I'm awake.

I'm talking about my poor excuse for a parent, my dad but i refuse to think about him unless i have to.

I instead think about the only reason i haven't offed myself years ago and that reason would be my 4 year old ball of energy baby brother Ari.

I am pulled from my thoughts as i turn on the shower and the hot water hits me.

I only get 10 minutes of hot water every day so i turn it all the way to scalding and relish in the feeling of it steaming over my freezing skin and feel goosebumbs form the second it makes impact.

My paradise is over before i can completely finish and the water goes straight to frigid, I finish washing my hair and jump out with a little hop.

I quickly dress in my 4 times to large hoodie and jeans that have small worn out holes scattered here and there.

Giving the mirror a quick glance i apply concealer to the spots of purple that scatter my face like a dalmatian and quickly run upstairs.

Turning the knob praying it won't squeak while it opens announcing my escape to the sleeping demon upstairs in his room probably passed out after yesterdays torture.

I opened the door just enough for me to slip by i walked straight to my backpack not even bothering to close the door not worth risking a noise.

Stepping out my front door i was hit by the Arizona heat, how does the basement get so cold when its 90 degrees out.

My feet start walking their memorized path to school but I glance to my left to make sure ari made it to the bus stop and sure enough i saw his little fist waving back and forth like he was scared I just might miss him.

A small smile found my lips and i gave him a small nod goodbye and put my head back down and kept walking.

Once i reached school I pushed through front door immediately smelling an overwhelming scent of perfume and axe spray I wanted to gag but you get use to it i trudged to my locker already hating being here but it was better than home.

As i entered the combination to my locker i heard it click open but as soon as it started to swing open it was immediately slammed shut by a big hand that slipped right above my shoulder.

I let out a deep sigh and turned with an intent to kill my eyes had to look up about a foot to meet with the dark black eyes i knew would be there the only question was where was his whore?

"Fangy?!"

Ah there she is i let me eyes drift down the hallway and saw a small figured red head who was stumbling forward in her 6in heels but trying to make it look good but at least if she fell her boobs would break her fall.

"morning maxie"

spoke the deep voice right in front of me i looked back at the black eyes that hadn't moved from off me for an uncomfortable 2 minutes now.

I wasn't in the mood for fighting not after yesterday so i tried to catch him off guard by not constantly fighting back.

"Good morning Fang"

I replied and turned to walk away.

It took a moment for him to realize I'm not gonna play along today then he grabbed my upper arm firmly but not rough and turned me around to look at him.

"Hey what the hell, I look forward to back and forth banter, I know your not letting me down today are you maxi?"

"I'm tired today just leave me alone for once I don't have the patience to deal with you go talk to your girlfriend"

I replied back just barely keeping the growl out of my voice, but I pulled my arm out of his grasp and started speed walking down the hallway weaving in between people trying to loose him but I was so busy looking behind me I didn't see the rest of his friends right in front of me.

I looked forward just as i rammed into a 6ft wall of muscle named Sam. I fell backwards letting out a small "ophh" I would have fell backwards on my butt if Dylan hadn't grabbed my right arm in a death grip while Sam grabbed my left.

They held me in place as Fang smiled while walking towards me with a slow pace taking his time to straighten his sleeves.

"I decide when were done talking maximum"

I couldn't pretend to even try to swallow the words that were preparing on the tip of my tongue ready to snap at anyone who dare insult me.

"ENOUGH WITH THE NICKNAMES"

I shouted with venom.

"My name is max! not maxi! not maximum! Just fucking max! you got that or is it to difficult to remember?"

Fang froze for not even 2 seconds I don't even think anyone else noticed but me but then a smile crawled across his face.

"There's the morning bicker I crave"

He sneered while he extended one hand and caressed the side of my face but then he stopped and quickly looked around at his friends hands still holding me in place as if forgetting they were there for a second.

"Just learn to behave better and we wouldn't have to keep having these talks"

He said over his shoulder as he walked away then his friends released me and followed him but as Sam released me he shoved me harshly to the floor and looked down at me with hatred then followed.

I wasn't positive but i could have swore I saw Fang look back over his shoulder at me but as quick as i thought I saw it he was gone.