To Trust Or To Be Alone
Ch.2
Hey I know I said I would update in two weeks and I'm sorry, but my laptop crahed. :( Again I'm sorry..I'm not sure if mentioned this last chapter but they got to their new house on a thursday afternoon. Thank you my Lovelies :) r&r and enjoy!
Max's POV
Ring. Ring.. Ring... Ring... Ring! Ring! Ring! RING. RING.. RING... RING! RING! RING! I wake up to the annoying sound of the alarm going off. I slam my hand down to shut it off and feel it turn to pieces under my fist... whoops..looks like we are going to need another one... Oh well.
I flop out of bed and shuffle to my bathroom. After my shower, I get dressed and braid my hair back to dry. Grabbing Ben, I go sit on my balcony railing leaning against the house. I was just starting to pick out the beginning of 'Ironman' by Black Sabbath, when Fang walked out stretching... shirtless... I couldn't look away... I mean... abs... he has ABS! like...the "I run and work out every day" type abs!
I am incredibly glad he hasn't noticed me yet and right before he glanced over, I looked back at my guitar. When he noticed me, his steps faltered for some unknown reason. His expression was awe-struck like he had never seen me play before, but that can't be right. He saw me play just last night. I raised an eyebrow at him still keeping up with the song. Fang smirked and started to sing along as I played.
I smiled back and played a little more complicatedly. By the time we were done Fang was on my balcony, and I was leaning against the railing facing him. The only thing seperating us was my guitar... and he is shirtless...
"You have an amazing voice," I breathe out due to our proximity. I slowly place Ben in the corner of the railing and the house while Fang takes a step back. Once we aren't so close, fang raises and eyebrow at my comment and I feel my face heat up a considerable bit.
I walk into my room and sit on my bed, and look over to see Fang putting Ben on his stand then moving to sit on the foot of the bed. It's silent except for the sound of my fingers drumming on my leg.
"You're very talented at the guitar... where did you learn?" I was snapped out of my revery by Fang's compliment. I look up to find him already staring at me with a blank look, but his eyes held this deep curiousity. Our eyes lock, mine reflecting surprise of the question, and I realize how his eyes are black..no.. a deep dark brown.
"My dad taught me a little bit when I was little, and Dyl- my ex taught me the rest," I look down breaking the conection when I slip up and almost say his name. A shiver runs down my spine and I wrap my arms around myself. Fang nods in understading, seeming to miss my slip up. Boy was I wrong about that.
Fang's POV
"You're very talented at the guitar... where did you learn?" Max looks up at me from her daze,and I look back with a blank ecpression. She stares into my eyes looking for something, and I keep looking back into her chocolate brown eyes. Man, I can't believe how bright her eyes were, and yet they are the same eyes with pain hidden in the back. She has a story and while it might not be a good one, I am willing to listen to it and help her in any way possible.
"My dad taught me a little bit when I was little, and Dyl- my ex taught me the rest," Max says looking down breaking eye contact. She almost said the name of her ex... I wander what stopped her from saying it..? Max curls her arms around herself as she shivers.
I scoot closer to her and wrap an arm around her in a small side hug, " What's wrong? Who is your ex and why does it affect you like this?" I couldn't stop the paragraph from exitting from my mouth.
Max opens her mouth to reply," I don't-"
Well.. that is the end of chapter 2 my Lovelies.. So sorry it is so short, but I felt that I should put something up do...Will Max tell Fang or will she decline telling him? Until next time Lovlies! :)
~Layla