Hey, guys. I've been really busy so I haven't been posting. I want to say thanks to A and A Wingless Angel for reviewing my story. Thanks. So now, what you've all been waiting for chapter 3 part 2!! 0_o bite me, MadToTheBone1

(max's P.O.V)

Tonight I lay in my new bed, going through this evenings events. After I had explained to everyone that I knew Agent Myers since he was my dads best friend and that 'Agent' was just a term I used when I was little. Yeah it was a lie. What do you expect from a spy/fighter/etc.? If its one thing I learned in life, its to never trust anyone. I had to learn that the hard way. Anyway, the dude I stole the car from left to go home. I don't know what I think about him. Its as if he has a mask on hiding himself from the world. Wow, who knew I could be so deep? I guess I'll see him in school. Ugh! I really didn't want to go to school. Afterward, Myers did to, but not before telling me he'll keep in touch(in code of course). Soon after that we left to go home, I told Iggy and Macey to let me do the talking. Their parents were waiting for them in the living room. I can't lie, I felt envy. I never had parents that worried about me. But I put that feeling in a deep hole and buried it. I lied smoothly, explaining that we went to see a movie. I announced that I was tired, and headed to bed. Now its 12:45 exactly and I'm still not tired. I stayed like that for about 30 more minutes till sleep caught up with me and dragging me into a nightmare...

'Didn't they teach you in school to never trust strangers?' the person I once called my brother, Ari growled. He had a knife under my baby, Angel's neck. Angel the one I raised because she had no family, the one I cared,and loved for.

'Ari, please just kill me not her.' I begged struggling against the rope,that kept me away from my baby. Angel's face was streaked with tears, her once blonde curls matted with blood, face purple with bruises and cuts, yet she stayed strong. Accepting the fate she didn't deserve.

'No, you see, you dead won't do my boss any good or to me. I want you to suffer. What better than see your precious Angel slowly die, with you having no power to stop it?'Ari said happily.

'Ari, stop! I'm begging you! Please stop!' The tears now falling freely down my face.

'Say goodbye, Max,' The sick bastard I once loved as my family whispered, as he plunged the knife in Angel.

I awoke from the sound of sobs, soon realizing that the sound was coming from me. That's the reason I don't trust, that's the reason I don't love, that's the reason I don't get attached. I knew from the moment that bastard took the life of a helpless six year old, that I don't deserve happiness, or love for that matter. I've been secretly hopeful that I would find it here, but this nightmare has dragged me back to reality.

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bite me, MadToTheBone1