- "Why … why things had to stay like this?" -
The same question ran through my mind as he ran down the hall from my bedroom. I could not hear anything except the melancholy voice of Juliet coming from Dana's room, but now seemed more like muffled tinnitus than a normal dialogue, what they said? I do not know … maybe something to do with Victoria or else Kate … please she's okay in the hospital …
But the two are just the tip of the iceberg, right? the events of these last 3 days was something surreal and still i could not find a way to put all the pieces of this puzzle
But none of this has so much importance now, the only thing that torments my head right now has a name and it is called Chloe Price … Chloe … I knew she would go react in the worst possible way if I showed you the truth. ..but …
"Chloe, you can not continue to blame me and the world for everything wrong in your life, this is unfair!"
"I have to blame someone, otherwise it is all my fault, fuck!"
"That's no one's fault, bad things happen, that's what it means to live!"
Okay, nothing that happened was something to blame someone, life is made of this, hits and misses, good times and bad, the only thing that is within our reach is to decide whether we will rise or to stay on the ground when something bad happens, I had to learn it from an early age… Chloe … you're not the only one who has been hurt in life … I just wanted you to understand …
- … ax? Max what happened? -
Comes out of my thoughts with the voice of Dana. Both she and Juliet were sitting on Dana's sofa, they looked at me confused, I looked around and realized I was at the door of his room … God … how did I get here?
- Oh … nothing … just came to know if you were okay …- What convincing excuse Maxine
- I'm fine … I mean … better than yesterday for sure … I'm still processing all that aconteceu- she said putting a hand on his forehead
- This has been the weirdest week ever seen- Juliet spoke for the first time since I arrived
- You are not alone, Juliet - I answered dryly and staring at the floor as i walked out the door
- Hey! Max! wait …! - I heard the sound of footsteps and felt a grip on my wrist, I looked back and saw Dana holding him as she looked me worried
- Are you sure that was it? you seem a bit …-
- I'm fine Dana, really, I'm just a little tired … please … I need to be alone - I interrupted with a thin line of voice as my vision was blurry … no … anything but that … I can not cry in front of her!
- Max, you know you can trust me-
- I SAID I WANT TO BE ALONE! - screamed pulling my arm and holding the crying
- I see … sorry …- her voice showed grief but in return she let go of my wrist
I ran towards the end of the corridor without letting her finish the sentence, or view her reaction, but I could hear the door to her room shut and murmurs of consolation of Juliet …sorry Dana just do not want to see anyone else today…
Arriving at the end of the hall, I ran into the door of my room and quickly entered and I locked the door from inside the room. I took a deep breath and looked around, i saw Nathan's threat on the wall, dirty photos, Kate's rabbit, books about time travel and Lisa my little plant
It was then that I realized the hot liquid coming down in my face … no … can not…
- SHITTTTT!- I screamed with tears coming down at a higher intensity and my legs weakening until to fall kneeling on the floor
- S-shit…- i whispered between sobs as she hugged my knees. Normally, i have the world's careful with other people's belongings but now I don't mind dirtying Rachel's clothes, just want to cry and let my pain go away
"Hey, Max does not cry, that stupid bully is gone …" "Do not worry … your father already come soon … I'll wait here with you" "See you tomorrow in class!" "My name? My name is Chloe Price" "Maxine? Um … I'd better call you Max! Super Max!" "I'm not going anywhere! You're my best friend!" "You are strange … but I like you!"
I like you…I like you…I like you
I quickly shake my head trying to muffle her voice of my memories while I wipe my tears with his sleeve plaid shirt. I stood wiping the dust from the torn pants and went toward my nightstand drawer, opened it and saw again the album of photos, i picked it up and sat on the bedI spent the pages one by one, the first few of the line were recent, for as long as I lived in Seattle. Was my friends and I in a egyptian statue,the game of hockey, my father and I at the observatory, but, for the most beautiful and interesting they were, these photos are empty, them lack a "something more" and that "something more" is my most precious treasure I abandoned long ago
Then came the pages of the oldest line, from 2002 until 2008, the first few was of the time that was still suffering bullying. At that time I had no desire to go to school, practically running away from everyone and everything, while hiding in my protective shell, I did not know what was to have friends, did not know what was kindness, I endured the temper tantrums and humiliation in silence by the fact of always being blackmailed, my nightmares were frequent,i was talking to the walls of my room by my fear of being alone,My only friends were an old camera and a teddy Bear, my life was morbid and lonely…until a pirate golden-haired save me
I recalled those memories with a tear but quickly i wiped it, I soon realized a picture in particular … it was the day when Chloe spoke to me the first time …
- Chloe …- I said running a finger lightly on the aged photo
- How can I save you? -
