So you guys remember how I said chapter 10 is in Fang's P.O.V. and I had it already written? Well….I didn't like it so about 4500 words were deleted because of this re-write in Max's P.O.V.
I apologize for not updating for like two weeks; I've had a wicked cough and couldn't concentrate in anything. But excuses are just shortcuts, so I will just prove that I'll work hard now.
Disclaimer:
I do not own any MR characters. That belongs to James Patterson. Nor do I own the Edith Hamilton's Mythology book.
This chapter will not have a song, since I will upload again in the next four hours after I upload this chapter.
Here is chapter 10 of "I Miss You"
Max's P.O.V.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Ugh! Stupid alarm clock.
"Shut up" I yelled as I threw my pillow towards my alarm clock. I lied in bed for a few seconds before getting up and getting ready for the day, Sunday to be exact. My mom was out of town, Angel was at a friend's house, and Gazzy was at his friend's house. So basically I had the house to myself for this weekend day.
I stretched and cracked my back as I walked to the bathroom. I did what everyone would do in the morning. And no, you don't need to know what they are, if you don't know. It's been a few weeks since Dylan and I broke up. He started dating that girl at the café. I learned that her name was Samantha and she was a really nice girl. Dylan and Samantha made each other happy, and I couldn't ask for anything else but that for Dylan.
I walked into my room and glanced at my bag. It looked as though it was about to burst, so I decided today I'd do all my wok that's due tomorrow. First would be Literature. I've always loved mythology, from the first day I picked up Edith Hamilton's compilation of Mythology, it fascinated me. If dancing doesn't work out, I could always do something that involves mythology, like a Classicist.
Anyways, on with the rest of my day. After doing all the work for my classes, only about two hours and a half went by. I went on to watch TV for a few hourse before remembering I had to pick up my little sibling. I checked the time 4:36. Angel and Gazzy don't have to be picked up until 7:30, so I had around three hours to blow away.
I sighed; there was nothing for me to do. Nudge was out with her family. My family was out doing things. I basically had no other friends around except JJ, but she has the chicken pox, so I was not getting close to her.
Fang
Right! Fang! I haven't seen him around town at all, even the past few weeks where he's usually singing at the café. All this work at school was so busying I forgot I had to talk to Fang! I had to apologize to him. I was out the door and walking towards the direction of his house in ten seconds flat.
As I walked, I saw people dressed up nice walking around town. I smiled and waved to the people I knew. I was about to turn right, but I heard someone yell
"Max!" I turned around and saw Mrs. Miller and Mr. Miller
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Miller. How've both of you been lately" I said as I shook hands with the elders.
"We've been fine, we've been fine" Mr. Miller said as his thick mustache wiggled. I smiled at him.
"That's good to hear"
"So, Max, I've heard you have a beautiful voice, one only an angel can possess" Mr. Miller said while smiling at me, his dark brown hair waving in the wind. I turned to Mrs. Miller who was just chuckling and nodding towards me.
"Well thank you Mr. Miller, but I wouldn't say angelic" I smiled at the elders
"Oh don't be modest dear. You have a strong voice, angelic." Mrs. Miller said. I stood there talking with them for a few more minutes until they decided to go home. I bid them farewell as I made my way to Fang's house. After a few more blocks; I reached his house and climbed their doorsteps.
Ding Dong
I waited for a few seconds before ringing again
Ding Dong
Hmm…was he not home again? I frowned as I walked back down. Where could he be? I was at ground level when I heard
"Max?" I looked up and saw a graying haired man across the street, Mr. Schneider. He was Fang's neighbor for the past three years. I haven't seen him out of his house much, but enough to know his name and such.
"Yes, that's me" I said while wondering why he was out and about.
"Why have you come here? Don't you know what happened" He asked with wonder in his pale green eyes, his pale skin making a wrinkle on his forehead.
My stomach dropped when I heard this. "Why, what happened Mr. Schneider?"
"We should take a seat" He said, motioning me towards his front porch. I sat down on his old green chair on his porch. He took the seat in front of me and looked me in the eyes. His old pale eyes full of worry, sadness even. "There's something you have yet to know then my dear."
"What is it?" I asked slowly my breathing slowed.
"Fang's dad, Jeb, had been hospitalized."
What!? Jeb!? I was speechless; luckily Mr. Schneider was still speaking
"He has been ill and Fang's been in and out of the house. Fang's been visiting him lately, but today, a different car pulled up in the driveway. I think the driver was his friend."
Was it Iggy? Is Fang with Iggy?
"When Fang came out he looked sullen, like death has loomed upon him. I still have yet to know what happened, but I will tell you as soon as I get any information"
I was speechless once again. What happened to Jeb? What happened to Fang?
"Thank you Mr. Schneider, thank you very much" I said as I stood up.
"It is no problem at all Max. If you ever need anything, I will always be here" He said as he led me down the porch stairs. I nodded to him as I started to walk home.
I picked up Angel and Gazzy on my way home, thinking about what Mr. Schneider said about Fang and Jeb.
The whole while, I thought of one thing:
Did I play a part in this? Was it my fault that anything like this happened to them?
This is a really sucky chapter, I know. Not my best work but, this chapter was a filler chapter mostly. At least Max knows what happened to Jeb now! I'm starting to regret deleting my original chapter ten of this story. But anyways, if you read the first A/N then you should know that I will write chapter eleven right after I upload this. So just bear with me, 'kay?
Quote-a-Day
"Don't Only Practice Your Art, But Force Your Way Into Its Secrets. For It And Knowledge Can Raise Man To The Divine"
-Ludwig Van Beethoven
I saw this quote on "ThePianoGuys" music video "Beethoven's 5 Secrets" and found it beautiful. Including the music that is just majestic. These guys are extremely talented and if you haven't heard them before, then you are missing out. Once again a beautiful quote and feel free to post your own!
Thank you all that read this story. Even if this chapter sucked, I hope you liked it very much. (Even though I understand if you didn't) But stay tuned if you want to read chapter 11 soon. So make sure you stick around.
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