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.
