Without You
"Max! Shut up already! God, you can be so annoying sometimes? Can you even hear yourself right now? You have no right to call me those things!"
"I don't have a right?" I spat. "You don't have a right! Your practically screaming in my face! Do you hear yourself? Try repeating what you just said in a mirror, you jackass!"
"Really, Max?! Okay, fine. Just leave me the hell alone." And with that he turned around, walked out the front door, and slammed it shut, making a picture of us that hung on the wall next to the doorframe fall. The glass shattered. I went to retrieve it.
I carefully shoed all the shards away, picking up the photo. It was our first date. Back then, his sea-blue eyes were full of happiness and love. Now, their filled with the exact opposite.
I dropped the picture back on the ground, turning around and heading into the living room. I sat on my black leather couch, and brought me knees up to my chest, and hugged them tightly. I needed to take a little breather away from him. It was all too much for me to handle.
I just wanna be alone tonight.
I just wanna take a little breather.
'Cause lately all we do is fight.
And every time it cuts me deeper.
I sighed. This has been going on for a month now. Dylan has since forever changed when he saw me with one of my best friends, Fang, and got the wrong idea. Horribly wrong idea, actually. It's not like he took me out to dinner alone. We were with our whole group of friends from High School, and Fang just so happened to be sitting next to me. Way to make an accusation, Dylan.
After giving it some thought, Dylan was just a downright jealous, clingy boyfriend who had to know what I was doing at all times. I think I'm ready to end it.
'Cause something changed.
You've been acting so strange.
And it's taking its toll on me.
It's safe to say that I'm ready to let you leave.
I reached over and grabbed my cell that was on the coffee table. Dylan picked up on the fourth ring?
"Hello?"
"Dylan, we need to talk."
"God, max. I'm sorry about earlier. You know I only do that because I love you."
I clenched my teeth. "Dylan, I said we need to talk."
"About?"
"I think it's time that we go our separate ways."
About five seconds later, he answered. "Oh, um okay. Sure thing. Bye, Max."
The line went dead.
I sighed.
Say ollo to Mr. Line Break
About a week later, I was living like I had never lived before. I realized how much Dylan was holding me back. I finally went to art classed with Fang, and competed in a competition with him, too. My life was fine, even better, without Dylan in it.
Without you.
I live it up a little more every day.
Without you.
I'm seeing myself so differently.
I didn't wanna believe it then.
But it all worked out in the end.
When I watched you walk away.
Well I never thought I'd say,
I'm fine,
Without you.
Line break number dos
Fang and I had gotten together.
He proposed about two months after he asked me out.
I had said yes through tears of joy.
We got married three months later.
Dylan did not attend the wedding.
Now here we are, living, as some would say, 'happily ever after.' But, being stubborn little Maximum Ride, as myself, I don't believe in that junk. But I do believe in having a wonderful life, with your true soul-mate.
It took me a year to register this, but I finally figured out that Dylan was just a little nudge into finding out who I truly was. I talk to him occasionally, and I figured out he had found his true soul-mate as well, Maya.
Fang says she looks exactly like me, and that's the only reason why he's dating her, but I just smile and roll my eyes while he smirks.
That's the story of my 'happily ever after.'
