Is this a fast update? I'm not even sure anymore…

Disclaimer- I am currently: trying to keep my typing noises down so my parents wont come downstairs and investigate and am listening to Playing God by Paramore JP is: probably sleeping

Fang POV (I luffles writing in his POV for some reason)

Max and I walked back to her apartment and I sulked about my car. Max didn't even notice there was anything wrong… does that mean/imply something about my normal attitude?

Nah.

When we got there I stood in the middle of one medium sized room covered in different kinds of mold and smelled of mildew. "Nice place," I said sarcastically.

She punched me in the arm. "Shut up douche bag! Anyway, you wanted to know my story? Here-a goes."

Max cleared her throat. "When I was 10, Jeb moved my family to this dump." She opened her arms and closed her eyes while spinning as if basking in its *cough* not *cough* glory. "I was so excited. Moving to the big city from a small New York State town! And then we got here…" Her voice turned sour at the end.

After about one minute of what I guess were flashbacks, she started talking again. "You know, my dad, his name was Jeb. He was a scientist and was transferred here to work at a place called the institute. Who knows why," she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes, "but they hated him and he was fired. That's when it got really bad-" She stopped.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"No, I have to tell you. This story needs to be told, why I'm the way I am. Even JJ doesn't know this story."

Mental note: ask who JJ is.

"So, Jeb started to beat me and mom. Gazzy and Angel had friends, tons of them, and were never here. They never saw what happened when they were gone. That's one thing I'm glad about. They didn't need to experience that. I guess he got bored with us, because he left a year later. And then mom-" she shook her head in disappointment, "she loved Jeb to the end, no matter what. She was so depressed, she turned to drugs."

I take it the drugs you speak of are not Pepto-Bismol.

"One day mom just," Max shrugged her shoulders, "overdosed. That's when my life really started to suck. I closed everyone out, even Gazzy and Angel."

I cut in. "And then what? In about a year you met Dylan."

"Yeah," she gave a weak chuckle, "I guess my life is pretty clichéd…"

"What happened next?"

"Dylan introduced me to JJ. We were best friends. People called us the Three Musketeers. I loved them both to death for helping me and sticking with me though the bad times. For being my friends. And Dylan… it was just a few months ago he asked me out you know, and I had always had a little schoolgirl crush on him, so I figured, why not?"

"What ruined it?"

"Turns out Dylan had little schoolboy crushes on more girls than just me. JJ found out about it. I confronted him and he raped me. I was so stupid, I thought he actually liked me."

Something told me that last sentence was just supposed to be her talking to herself.

Max turned to me and clapped her hands twice, I think probably more for her own attention than mine and said, "well, there you have it, my life in a nutshell. You got your explanations."

Suddenly, her mood changed and she quickly pushed me out of the apartment, looking mad.

Max POV

I explained everything to Fang, and then I felt so stupid. I mean, I barely know this kid, and he is suddenly everywhere in my life. Him and Dylan are two prime examples why I never let down my walls.

I quickly shoved him out the door, feeling like I couldn't look him in the face anymore, that's how embarrassed I was.

My stomach grumbled for the umpteenth time since I didn't get my McDonalds. "Shut up!" I mutter-yelled at it.

We barely had enough food for Gazzy and Angel, and I didn't have the time to go to McDonalds or the money to go to the grocery store.

I gritted my teeth and walked into the bathroom, feeling like this day was getting worse and worse. I pulled out the pregnancy test I got at the 7-eleven I work at for 100% off. I know how to shut off the security cameras.

I waited for what felt like years and then was too afraid to pick it up.

I heard Gazzy and Angel walk through the door, and I went out to greet them. "Hi, your snack is on the table, but Angel, I drew a picture on a special piece of paper in the bathroom, can you tell me what it looks like?"

"Sure Max," she said, and skipped off to the bathroom. "Max, it's a smiley face, why did you want to know?" she asked when she walked back.

"I just wanted to know if you saw the smiley face too," I said weakly. "Guys, I have to take a nap," I whispered, and laid down on the floor to think.

K, I know its short but I wanted to update tonight yet I'm tired. Not a good combination.