Hey guys! This is my first Fanfic, so I hope its good :) If you have a problem with reading about churches, God/Jesus, or just Christians in general, you can still read this, but I don't want all the hate, mkay? So turn back now, or don't hate, thanks!
Max
I can't belive I am doing this, I am going to go to a church Support Group because I was raped 5 years ago(AN- Im not going to give a scene about the actual rape) and had my beautiful twins Gazzy and Angel. They are my everything, yeah I wish that hadn't happened to me, but I wouldn't have my babies then. The reason I am going now instead of 5 years ago is because I can't get close to anyone except Gazzy and Angel because of being raped. My family threw my out because they didn't listen to my reasoning, they thought I was irrsponsible and got drunk at a party, I hadn't even(still technically I haven't, but when you're raped, things tend to get messed up) had my first kiss or boyfriend for that matter! I was seventeen, so my parents thought I was just being a rebellious tennager.
I should tell you about myself shouldn't I? Well, my name is Maximum Ride, but I go by Max for short(Im not going to threaten you, but please do call me Max),I am 23, natrual blonde, 6 feet tall, live in San Diego, go to a church called Jouney, work at a police station (I am just a desk person- not a very high paying job) and pretty skinny considering I have to pay for rent, clothes for 3 people, and food/water. I don't get to eat very often if you couldn't tell.
I have gone to Journey(my curch) ever since I was little, but never once went into a group or anything. I guess it was because I didn't have any problems(Lie- everyone has problems, its just whether or not you want to admit them) or I didn't want to be judged, or be pitied. I have always been indepentent, so being in a group will be hard for me to deal with, and I don't like being touched(well I guess thats a no duh moment- I was raped). I remember my parents(before they kicked me out) going to a group, but my mum would always be a martyr and say her back was hurting, so she couldn't go, and then do some household chore, that women confused me to no end.
I never had a good relationship with my mum, so I guess it was to be expected that she wanted to kick me out of the house, and being pregnant just helped her reach that goal. She would always start fights with me, and then get my dad on her side(I don't have a problem with my dad to much, but he did let my mum kick me out of the house with no place to go). She would verbally abuse me any time she could- in public, at school, at home, etc. I would just take it, because I knew that if I spoke up, she'd get a knife out.I was cut on more than one occasion.
Anyway back to the group, my best friend Jonathan(he's gay fyi) told me about the support group he and his partner Vic go too. It's not just for gay people, it's for helping others when they need it. For example, when Jonathan first came out, everyone judged him, and he didnt know what to do, but he went to the support group, met his soulmate, and now knows how to deal with being judged. I hope I can get hat kind of help alot of people judge me because I am a young mother...
Fang
Ughhh, why do I have to go to this stupid support group? I don't need to go, I can handle things on my own. Just because I sometimes cut and have tried to commit sucide twice doesn't mean I have to bejudge further by being in a 'supprt group'. Why do they call it a 'support group' if people are just going to judge you and not support you in any way?
Well time for an introduction. I am Fang Padilla, I am 6'5, have unnaturally black hair that sometimes flops into my eyes, I usually have a pink color in my cheeks,I don't know why, brown-black eyes(so I've been told), bullied, scarred, 25, I have a tattoo on my wrist that says 'Fang' (I hate anything to do with wrists 'shivers'), olive skin, super skinny, and never wear anything but black. Some call me emo,I guess they are somewhat right considering I cut myself, I wear black, my name is Fang, etc.
I guess I should tell you who suggested I go into the support group, and that would be Vic, a friend from highschool/college. He and his boyfriend goes to the same one, so they suggested I go to the group instead of going to a therapist. I went to one before, and I freaked out, he looked like a pedo, and had a white lab-coat. Anyone would freak out in that circumstance. Anyway, apparently Vic's boyfriend, Jonathan, is best friends with some girl who I should meet. She seemed nice, the way that they described her made it seem like she didn't need to go to a support group. I wonder why she is. No more free Wednesday nights for me anymore...
Alright guys, that's a wrap! First person to guess who Fang is somewhat based on can get a shoutout if they want! The reason Fang says/thinks no free Wednesday nights anymore, is because the group is on Wednesday night from 6:30 to 8-9:00. Thanks, I hoped you enjoyed, and review or two would be wonderful :)
~Shaire (pronunciation: Sha-ire)