I'm back bitches! It's been so long… so much has happened… good and Okay well I don't know how well I'll be able to keep up with this. Even though I won't post this until I'm done writing this so if you're reading this that means I've finished writing it. Also not all chapters will be this long, sorry.
Also I'm not actually finished this, you guys will have to tell be if I should keep this going. I also have another story kind of thought up and such but I don't know if I will continue so you'll have to tell me on that one as well. I WANT YOUR INPUT!
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride nor will I ever. I do not own anything copyrighted like the bands or the stores mentioned. The end.
MaxPOV
"You stupid, good for nothing bitch!" I cried out in pain as I was hit for the millionth time today.
"Please stop," I pleaded already knowing I wouldn't get any mercy.
I was thrown to the ground and my step-father bent over me and grabbed a hold of my face. He spit in my face then pushed my head to the side before standing up. When he stood up he landed one last blow to my ribs with his work-boot clad foot.
When he walked away I ran up the stairs and into my room locking the door. I pulled my clothes off and climbed in bed in a tank top and underwear. I hugged the pillow to my chest as tears started falling down my face.
Crying, I fell into a nightmare filled slumber…
When I awoke the next morning my whole body ached. I had a splitting headache that caused me to be dizzy and nausea, but there was no way I was staying home. I'd be abused to the point of not being able to perform tonight at the football game.
I dressed in my cheerleading uniform and adjusted the skirt looking in the mirror. I covered in cuts and bruises on my face before applying sparkly red-black eye shadow on. Sighing in the mirror I faked a smile and picked up my backpack putting it on my back and slinging my cheerleading bag over my shoulder.
Silently I slipped out of the house and to the bus stop. There were other cheerleaders gathered in a circle talking. Instead of joining them I stayed silent as I sat on a curb far away from the rest of the people. I pulled on the sleeves of my red long sleeve spandex shirt nervous that someone would notice the bruises.
As the bus pulled up, I put my earbuds in playing music as I stood and got on the bus. I sat down in an empty seat leaning against the wall hoping people just think the scratches and bruises on my legs were from practice.
The second the bus pulled up to the school I stood up and got off the bus with students behind and in front of me.
Right as my feet hit the cement out front of the school my best friend lifted me off the ground causing me to flinch as I was carried into the school, past the principal who started yelling at him to put me down. He only put me down when we had reached my locker where he took my cheer bag from me and immediately dropped it to the floor.
"Iggy don't drop her things! Also you might want to steer clear of the principal. He's not too pleased with you carrying her." Ella said coming up to us.
Ella is my best friend; she also dragged me into becoming a cheerleader. She was shorter than my five foot eight. Ella had olive skin and dark brown hair, making her look like her Hispanic heritage. Her twin brother, who looked almost exactly like her, was the all star quarterback and kicker for our football team.
Don't ask me how he could be the kicker and quarterback 'cause I don't know.
Iggy is Ella's boyfriend; he's also best friends with her brother. He's on the football team also; he's the wide receiver. Iggy has strawberry blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He was extremely pale so you never know when he's sick.
I shoved my stuff in the bare unorganized locker grabbing my first hour binder and notebook. As I closed the door to my locker a football player came up to us.
"Remember we're still all sitting at lunch together." He said looking at all of us.
"Uh yeah," Iggy kissed Ella on the cheek before he disappeared with the jock.
Ella pulled on my arm as we headed to our cheer lockers to throw our bags in the lockers. Someone walked by bumping into me; I winced as their bag hit a large bruise on my ribs.
Ella shook her head at the person who didn't apologize even though I didn't care I let Ella be annoyed with them. I spun my combination, opened the locker, threw my bag in and looked at the picture on the door. I slid the magnet off it and flipped the picture of my family over.
Happy Valentine's Day Max,
You are the most beautiful woman and I want you to know if you don't get asked to be anyone's valentine, you'll be mine.
I love you,
Mom February 14, 2008
I put the picture from 6 years ago back up and closed the door to my locker.
See my dad died a year later and my mom had gotten remarried after another two years. My mom and half-brother were returning from a soccer game (One year after being remarried) when a car crashed into them sending both cars through the railing into the river below. They died that day and I was left in the custody of my step-father who turned into an alcoholic and abusive a few months later.
To answer your silent question no, no one knows about the abuse and no one ever will. Not until he dies or I hit 18 and run from that horrible, horrible place.
The five minute warning bell rang as Ella and I parted ways to go to first hour, I took in a deep shuddering breath and put a fake smile on my face. I didn't want Iggy to know I was dying on the inside, on repeat, as I walked into class.
I walked through the door and saw Ella's brother (who is not in this class) sitting at my desk. I stalked over to him with a glare already set on my face hiding all mental breakdowns farther from my face. Dropping my things down on the desk he looked up at me and smirked; I continued to glare at him.
"Ride, take a seat, class is about to start." I looked at the teacher not allowing my glare to slip as I stared at the teacher.
"I would love to, but Martinez is in my seat. Which by the way, why are you here, aren't you supposed to be in like idiot math?" I turned back to face Ella's brother who was now standing.
"I got brought up to this class." He replied glaring.
"Ride, you're new seat is by Jeff." I groaned grabbing my things off the desk realizing it was pointless to argue about it. Dropping my thing on the empty desk next to Iggy I dropped down into the seat laying my head on the desk as another boring math lesson that I already knew how to do started up.
Time skip to the Lunch
It's a tradition that the cheerleaders and all the football players sit together at lunch; so I found myself sitting next to Ella. As I started eating someone sat down next to me. I looked to see who it was then rolled my eyes before standing, dumped my un-eaten food in the trash then left. When I looked back I was wishing I hadn't… everyone was staring at me… he was staring at me.
"Max, where are you going?" Ella asked catching up to me.
"I need to go to the library." I didn't look at her.
"You're not headed towards the library."
"Fine, I'm getting away from your brother. I don't feel like getting used by him and we both know he's used about a quarter or more of our grade. I'm sorry I don't like your twin brother so I'm not going back in there." I looked Ella in the eyes but saw that she was looking behind me with wide worry filled eyes. I turned around already knowing who was behind me; he had a glare on my face full force reminding me of Jeb in his drunken fury.
"You're not that much of a ray of sunshine yourself." He spat at me before stalking off
"Fang," Ella grabbed his arm but he ripped it out of her grasp. Fang sent me one last glare and I returned it.
Ella looked at me with a saddened and angry expression before chasing her brother trying to calm him down.
I grabbed my fifth hour stuff before slamming my locker shut, punching it then hitting me head on the door a couple times before stuffing my earbuds in my ears. I started blaring Sleeping with Sirens's song Do it Now, Remember it Later.
I headed towards the football stadium, tears on the verge of falling. I quickly made it to the top of the stands and sat right as the tears started falling. I brought my knees to my chest, heels just gripping the edge of the metal seat. I buried my face in my knees balancing to keep my body up as it shook violently.
"Why did you leave me mom?" I asked through my tears.
My body tilted to the right as arms wrapped around my body. I let my knees down and leaned into Iggy's comforting body. As I cried, Iggy tried to answer my question but gave up when he failed at putting words together. We sat in silence for a little while, while I cried into his shoulder trying to calm myself down.
Iggy had been there for Ari and me when our father –his step-father– passed away. He held me when I cried and calmed Ari when he was too angry for my mom and me to calm him. Then he was there when my mom and Ari was taken from me. But I made him stop coming over to comfort me when Jeb started drinking.
I felt myself calm down as my shaking slowed down; I pulled away from him and looked up at his eyes.
"I'm pretty sure Ella hates me now. It's understandable I mean I pretty much called her brother a man-whore without saying it directly." I told him and he shook his head.
"Max, she doesn't hate you. She knows his reputation in school. You're probably the only girl in this school –besides Ella– that doesn't like him."
"I wish Ari and my mom was still alive, I bet my life wouldn't have fallen apart; I might not even be in this mess right now. You and Ari were the only ones that could calm him down but if it's just one of you it never worked." Iggy took my earbuds out of my phone, unlocked it and Falling in Reverse poured out the speaker. "I think I'll skip the last two hours." Iggy nodded in understanding before hugging me again and pulled me up.
"How 'bout you and I go to the mall and hide out there and buy some more band merch?" I smiled and nodded grabbing my phone off the blencher then wiping my eyes trying to clean off the smeared makeup.
"Is my makeup smeared?" I asked Iggy looking up at him. He licked his thumbs and cleaned off what was left of the smear. "Gross." I laughed and Iggy shrugged.
"That's what a big not-your-brother brother's supposed to do."
"Iggy you're younger than me."
"Fine, that's what your big not-big-or-brother brother's supposed to do. Is that better?" I nodded
We walked back into the school and split up to get our things. Iggy and I met up at his car; we threw our bags in the backseat and headed to the mall.
As Iggy and I walked into the mall we headed to the food court. I carried my cheer bag with me to the bathroom to get out of my uniform.
Leaving the bathroom I threw my bag in one of the lockers and walked out to Iggy in my normal attire. Ripped black skinny jeans, black see-through skull top, black leather jacket, black converse, rubber bracelets with band logo's on my wrists and I had fixed my makeup. Anyway back to reality; Iggy sat at a table with two trays of food. I sat down and grabbed my food starting to eat it.
"What band shirts are you gonna get?" Iggy asked taking a drink as I sat across from him. I pulled out my wallet already knowing what my food cost. "Lunch is my treat."
"Are you sure?" I asked and he nodded. "Um, I was thinking my normal bands, My Chemical Romance, Bring Me the Horizon, Sleeping With Sirens. Maybe others it all depends, but I need some more jeans." Iggy nodded again and took my empty tray to the trash.
We walked into Hot Topic when we walked in they had the music blasting through the speakers. Iggy and I looked through the band shirts and I pulled out shirts from Sleeping With Sirens, Pierce The Veil, My Chemical Romance, All Time Low, Falling In Reverse, Bring Me the Horizon, Paramore, and Asking Alexandria.
I grabbed some jeans and took all of it to the counter where I handed the cashier my membership card and credit card. The cashier handed me two bags with my new clothes.
After Iggy bought his shirts we left the store we headed back to the locker with my cheer bag. As I stuffed my Hot Topic bags in the larger bag my phone started ringing. I winced when I saw who it was but answered.
"Where are you?! You and Iggy just disappeared during lunch!" Ella practically screamed through the phone.
"We went to lunch. Seeing as I didn't eat one…" I answered calmly.
"Through the last two classes?!"
"We might have gone into a store."
"Max, if you keep this up you'll get kicked off the team."
"Ella, you forced me to try out and practice the routine until I was sure a spot on the team, so I honestly don't care if I get kicked off." I heard Ella sigh and before she could reply I said, "Ells, I have to go, see you tonight." I hung up and followed Iggy back out to his car.
As we got to the car I got in the back and grabbed my uniform out.
"I'm changing back here." Iggy nodded and pulled his rear view mirror off the windshield –He broke it off a while ago and had duct taped it back up–.
I pulled my top off and the tank top underneath it. Grabbing my sports bra I tugged it over my head and over my regular bar, which I then unhooked after making sure everything was covered. My red spandex long sleeve top, then the tank top like uniform top was tugged on. Somehow I managed to struggle out of my jeans and into the skirt.
"Done," I said climbing into the front seat and hooked the rear view mirror back up. I buckled then started re-applying my makeup.
Iggy pulled back into the parking lot, parked, and then we headed in separate ways; him to the football field and I went to the main hallway to practice our pom routines.
"There you are!" Ella ran over to me and I heard the mummers of people saying 'Emo cheerleader actually showed up.'
I rolled my eyes and dropped my bag on the brick ledge. I pulled my pom-poms out of the bag and stood in my designated spot, then began the practice.
-Magical Linebreak brought to you by Linebreaks the Magical Land that Proves Time Travel is Possible-
After practice I grabbed my sharpie, pushed up my sleeve showing the self-infected scars. I began to write a quote up my arm; one by Kellin Quinn saying "Wrists are for bracelets not cutting." I would probably need this quote once I got home, sometimes reading it stopped me others it'd just make me think twice before doing it.
Ella sat down next to me and I quickly pulled my sleeve down over my arm. I stayed silent as Ella messed with my hair. She moved behind me and started braiding my ponytail before wrapping it around the base. Pinning it in place, she sat back down beside me.
I moved to put my earbuds in but she grabbed my hand.
"Listen Max," She took a deep breath then continued, "I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. You don't need that stress right now. I know you're already stressed."
"Its fine Ells, I'm used to it." I sighed and looked at my phone. "Your brother is just so stressful. He's kind of like a teenage girl on her period with his mood." Ella laughed and nodded in agreement.
"He's always been like that, I'm just so happy that he's the only one in the family that has it."
"Yeah it's probably best."
"Girls, the band is lining up lets go." The cheer captain, Lissa said.
All of us walked out and half of us broke off, going to our spots in front and behind the band.
Ella and I were in the front next Lissa and Brigid. We started forwards toward the football stadium. As we walked in we were forced to smile and hold the pom-poms up. I hated every damn moment of it.
When we got to the gate Lissa and Brigid moved to the opposite side of Ella and I. The 188 band members passed by us and the other lines of cheerleaders joined us as we followed the band around the track.
Nothing real important happened during pre-game other than I almost died when they went to lift me in the air; Lissa's hand slipped apparently. I will never get over how freaking terrify it is when you go from standing on someone to falling backwards.
Ella and I cheered as Iggy came out after they introduced the opposing team. Iggy looked at us, smiled, and waved; as the cheering died down the game started.
Halfway through the game, Iggy got tackled and was down even after the guy got up, off him. Ella stood up as our team kneeled. I stood up next to her as we watched the coaches talk with him. Fang was kneeling beside them talking, he then wrapped his arm around Iggy and helped him sit up before helping him stand and limp off the field.
-Guess what? Magical Linebreak time-
I was walking home after the game and after turning Ella down on spending the night.
"Hey baby, you're coming with me. I'm gonna have some fun with you tonight." Slurred some guy coming up to me and grabbing my ass.
"Get off me." I said shoving him away.
"I know you're looking for some action tonight, hun." He grabbed me and tried to drag me down the street.
He smashed his face against mine and tried to pry my mouth open with his tongue. I fought against him as he groped my body.
"Get off her!" A male voice sounded from behind me but the drunk refused to do as the second male had demanded. "I said, Get. Off. Her." The male growled then yanked the drunk off me.
I wiped my mouth and picked up my cheer bag. Seeing who had just thrown the drunk off me, who now I saw was Dylan Gunter-Hagen, on the ground, I stared wide-eyed. Fang stood towering over me, at first I saw a hint of concern but then anger flashed back into his eyes.
"Why are you still here? GO! Get out of here!" Fang yelled at me, I stood wide-eyed at him, frozen in place. "Do I have to walk you home because you're unable to not get raped between here and your place?" His last comment made me break; I quickly backed away about 20 feet before dropping down on the curb burying my face in my hands. I felt his eyes on me as I cried silently.
FangPOV
Maybe I shouldn't have said that; Max didn't cry… at all. But there she was crying on the curb, as I stood there staring at her. I sighed and walked over to her before squatting down in front of her so I was eye level with her.
"Let me drive you home Max," Max shook her head and mumbled no. "Fine, at least let me take you to Ella then."
"I'm fine." Max snapped glaring at me with makeup lines running down her face. She stood up causing me to stand as well, and got so close to me that I could feel her body heat radiating off her along with her breath on my face. "Just leave me alone, I'm not some toy and I never will be. You're the reason I don't go to your house anymore. You're the reason Ella and I are drifting apart as friends. So get the fuck away from me."
"Max? Oh my God Max! Are you okay?" Ella ran over to us, looked at a passed out Dylan on the ground than back to Max's visible tear streaked makeup stains on her face.
"Yeah, I'm okay." Max's glare softened as she looked at my sister.
"Come with me," Ella pulled her away and into the house.
I scoffed as I passed Dylan on my way back to my car. I needed to get away; away from my problems. I needed to clear my head. I blasted my and Ari's favorite song through the speakers hoping it would help me change my mood. Gerard Way's voice rang through the speakers as the song Welcome to the Black Parade started.
Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city,
To see a marching band,
He said, Son, when you grow up,
Would you be the savior of the broken,
The beaten and the damned,
He said, "Will you defeat them,
Your demons and all the non-believers,
The plans that they have made,
Because one day, I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join the Black Parade,
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city,
To see a marching band,
He said, Son, when you grow up,
Would you be the savior of the broken,
The beaten and the damned,
Sometimes I get the feeling,
She's watching over me,
And other times I feel like I should go,
And through it all, the rise and fall,
The bodies in the streets,
And when you're gone we want you all to know,
We'll carry on, we'll carry on,
And though you're dead and gone, believe me,
Your memory will carry on, we'll carry on,
And in my heart, I can't contain it,
The anthem won't explain it,
And while that sends you reeling,
From decimated dreams,
Your misery and hate will kill us all,
So paint it black and take it back,
Let's shout out loud and clear,
Defiant to the end we hear the call,
To carry on, we'll carry on,
And though you're dead and gone, believe me,
Your memory will carry on, we'll carry on,
And though you're broken and defeated,
Your weary widow marches,
On and on we carry through the fears,
Disappointed faces of your peers,
Take a look at me,
'Cause I could not care at all,
Do or die, you'll never make me,
Because the world will never take my heart,
Though you try, you'll never break me,
We want it all, we wanna play this part,
Won't explain or say I'm sorry,
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar,
Give a cheer for all the broken,
Listen here, because it's who we are,
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero,
Just a boy who wants to sing his song,
Just a man, I'm not a hero,
I don't care,
We'll carry on, we'll carry on,
And though you're dead and gone, believe me,
Your memory will carry on, you'll carry on,
And though you're broken and defeated,
Your weary widow marches on,
Do or die, you'll never make me,
Because the world will never take my heart,
Though you try, you'll never break me,
We want it all, we wanna play this part,
(We'll carry on)
Do or die, you'll never make me,
Because the world will never take my heart,
Though you try, you'll never break me,
We want it all, we wanna play this part,
(We'll carry on)
The song ended as I pulled off to the side of the road where I got out of the car carrying a football with me. I walked to where my best friend and my brother's car went over the bridge. I lent on the concrete wall and looked down at the water. If I were to die I'd want it to be where Ari did… I mean I was supposed to be in that car with them, but I ditched going to his house to be with Lissa (My girlfriend of the week).
Looking at the water, I did what I did after every game. I stood of the concrete wall, still holding the ball; I dove down into the water. The water was cold but I needed to feel the cold. I swam to the bank and pulled myself up onto the bank.
MaxPOV
I stepped out of the shower and stared at my reflection. Scars littered my body, some self-inflicted others not. Before pulling a tank top on I traced a long jagged scar down my side. I quickly looked away from my reflection and pulled on a My Chemical Romance sweat shirt.
As I exited the bathroom I put my earbuds in and walked with my head down. Walking with my head down was probably a bad idea seeing as I walked right into the one person I didn't want to see.
"Nice sweatshirt," His voice just above a whisper.
"Thanks," My voice matched his.
I stood there for a minute longer than quickly walked past him Ella's room, which was down the long tan corridor with wood flooring. See the Martinez family is kind of rich. Well not just kind of, they were loaded. So needless to say their coat closet put my two story run down house on the edge of town to shame… About twenty times…
I lay on the floor not being able to sleep. Quietly I stood up and made my way down the stairs. Entering the kitchen I saw Fang at the stove stirring something. There was no way I could go undetected seeing as the glasses were in the cupboard next to him and the fridge on the other side.
I walked quietly to the cabinet and reached up opening it and pulling out a glass. Fang turned his head and faced me before turning back to his food. I went to the fridge and opened the freezer, putting ice in the glass. I heard the stove turn off and Fang move to get a bowl.
I filled my glass and went to sit at the table. As I drank my water, Fang sat across from me, eating his ramen noodles.
Fang sighed and then spoke.
FangPOV
Max sat across from me drinking a glass of water as I ate ramen noodles.
Sighing I broke the silence. "I'm sorry." Max looked up with a confused look plastered to her face.
"For what?" She asked.
"For the loss of your family; for Dylan; for how I've acted towards you for the past 2 or so years." I flinched when I realized what and how much I had said.
"Um… thanks?" Max looked nervous as I spoke.
"Do you want something to eat?" Max shook her head sipping her water. "You don't talk much do you?"
"Not to you at least."
"Understandable, I mean I am a dick to you."
"Yeah, you are… so why are you being nice to me?"
"I don't know, I guess I just feel bad for making you cry earlier."
"Oh," We fell silent and I finished my food as she finished her water.
"Do you wanna watch a movie?"
"Sure," I stood up and put my bowl and her glass in the sink, before leading her to our home theater.
"What would you like to watch? We literally have everything." I went to the wall of DVD's that were organized A to Z.
"Do you have TV series too?" I nodded and she walked towards the wall.
MaxPOV
I reached down towards the bottom and grabbed The Vampire Diaries season one. Fang watched me as I pulled it out. I handed it to him and he took it to the DVD player across the room.
"What episode?" He asked as the menu came up.
"Doesn't matter," I answered and he played a random episode coming to sit next to me on the couch.
LINEBREAKTH
I screamed out in pain as Jeb's belt came back down on my bare back. I felt the belt come down and strike my back over and over, again and again. Jeb backed away and went into his room to his next tool to make his "art" on my body. I yanked at my restraints, but found that my wrists were tied together tighter around the staircase railing than I expected.
Collapsing on the ground giving up on fighting against the restraints…
FangPOV
I woke up hearing whimpering; I looked over and saw Max thrashing about on the opposite side of the room. Getting up off the couch, I turned the projector off then sat next to Max on her on other couch. I vaguely remember moving to the other couch when I started to fall asleep.
I didn't know what to do so I took ahold of her hand and shook her slightly with the other hand, trying to wake her.
"Max, Max, wake up, Max." I shook her again and she jolted awake.
Her breathing was fast and irregular. She sat there trying to calm her breathing.
"Are you okay?" She shook her head and turned away.
I didn't know what to do again, so I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her to my chest. Trying to comfort her the way I comforted Ella whenever she had nightmares, but I could sense that Max's nightmare wasn't just a nightmare. It was so much more to her…
Max pulled on her sweat shirt sleeves to cover her hands, before she slowly wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
MaxPOV
Fang and I stayed up most of the night but when it hit six in the morning we went upstairs.
Slowly and quietly we slipped upstairs into the main floor. Fang peeked into the kitchen hearing his mother at the sink.
Her back must have been to us because Fang pulled me to the second staircase. We headed up the stairs a split apart when I reached Ella's room.
I snuck back into the room and onto my "bed" lying on the floor. As I lay there and faked sleeping I went through everything that had just happened.
A/N:
So weird way to end chapter one but this chapter is super long and I hope you like it. Chapters will not be this long all the time but I thought you guys deserved this for being patient with me.
