Sorry I haven't updated much recently. Life is crazy. The two poems in this chapter are written by yours truly. Love you guys.

Sarah's POV

As I was trying to calm down, I saw a backpack that I had seen in Lexi-err-Max's room. "J-Jeff…is this Max's?" I asked.

He glanced back. "Yup. That's the bag she looks through when she needs inspiration. She left it in here before this whole thing happened and we just recently gave it back."

He was looking back at the road now. I grabbed the bag and started to look through it.

I saw rough drafts of her songs. I also found the two poems I had written and given to her.

Will Not Show

As I lay on my bed

I think of my life

And glide the knife

Across my thigh

So no one will see

And they will let me be

Water blurs my vision

But I will not let out a tear

I will not show my fears

And the other one was:

To Know

I just want HIM to know

How much I hurt

I just want HIM to know

I've been acting since he left

I just want HER to know

I'm not as happy as I seem

I just want HER to know

That she doesn't know me

I just want THEM to know

That my smiles are fake

I just want THEM to know

That I hide so much of myself.

I want EVERYONE to know

That NO ONE knows me

I want EVERYONE to know

That I'll never tell HIM, HER, or THEM

THE TRUTH

I can't believe that she kept these, let alone put them with her inspiration. Wow. I really was important to her. Ugh. Why did I have to leave her like that? I'm such an idiot.

I just really hope we can find her before anything terribly bad happens to her. I am so sorry, Max. I'm so sorry that I'm such an idiot.

Finally, after what seemed like an hour, we pulled up in front of the police station. I watched as Fang, Dave, Shayla, Jason and Zack ran into the building. We got out of the van and started towards the door, too. When we got in, we saw that the receptionist was only half-listening to Shayla's frantic voice. Finally, she got fed up with it and slammed her fist down on the desk in front of the guy's face. He looked up startled.

"YOU ARE GOING TO LISTEN TO ME! NOW!" she screamed.

Wow. I had never seen Shayla lose her temper. She was usually a bright, bubbly person. Never had she yelled.

"YOU HEARD OF MAXIMUM RIDE?" she yelled. The guy nodded quickly. "THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT! SHE WAS HIDING FROM HER HOMICIDAL FATHER! NOW HE HAS HER AND YOU NEED TO DO YOUR JOB AND FILE A REPORT!"

…Wow.

Max POV

Ow. What happened?

I was in a room. I don't know where, there was no window. Just a small bed that I was laying on with an old, lump

I was in a room. I don't know where, there was no window. Just a small bed that I was laying on with an old, lumpy mattress. Ugh. I'm never gonna get out of here.

I sung songs to pass the time. Why not?

"I saw you sliding out the bar.

I saw you slipping out the back door, baby.

Don't even try and find a line this time, it's fine. Darling, you're still divine.

You don't love me at all, but don't think that it bothers me at all.

You're a bad-hearted boy-trap, babydoll, but you're...

You're so damn hot.

So now you're headed to your car.

You say it's dinner with your sister, sweetie.

But darling look at how you're dressed. Your best suggests

another kind of guest.

You don't love me at all, but don't think that it bothers me at all.

You're a bad-hearted boy-trap, babydoll, but you're...

You're so damn hot.

So who's this other guy you've got?

Which other rubes are riding hot-shot, sugar?

I could have swore you said before, "No more, for sure." What'd I

believe you for?

You don't love me at all, but don't think that it bothers me at all.

You're a bad-hearted boy-trap, baby doll, but you're…

You're so damn hot."

Can you guess who I was thinking about for that one?

Fang, of course!

"This is the story of a girl

Who cried a river and drowned the whole world

And while she looked so sad in photographs

I absolutely love her

When she smiles

Now how many days in a year

She woke up with hope

But she only found tears

And I can be so insincere

Making her promises never for real

As long as she stands there waiting

Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes

Now how many days disappear

When you look in the mirror

So how do you choose

Your clothes never wear as well the next day

And your hair never falls in quite the same way

You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl

Who cried a river and drowned the whole world

And while she looked so sad in photographs

I absolutely love her

When she smiles

Now how many lovers would stay

Just to put up with this everyday and all day

Now how did we wind up this way

Watching our mouths for the words that we say

As long as we stand here waiting

Wearing the clothes or the soles that we choose

Now how do we get there today

When we're walking too far for the price of our shoes

Your clothes never wear as well the next day

And your hair never falls in quite the same way

You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl

Who cried a river and drowned the whole world

And while she looked so sad and lonely there

I absolutely love her

When she smiles"

I hummed the guitar solo.

"Well your clothes never wear as well the next day

And your hair never falls in quite the same way

You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl

Who cried a river and drowned the whole world

And while she looked so sad in photographs

I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl

Whose pretty face she hid from the world

And while she looks so sad and lonely there

I absolutely love her

This is the story of a - girl

Who cried a river and drowned the whole world

And while she looked so sad in photographs

I absolutely love her

When she smiles

When she smiles!"

There really wasn't a point to that one, I just really liked the song.