Max P.O.V
While Lissa and I were wresting, trying to get the knife. I saw out of my preferial visioms that a football player was reaching for something. It was shiny and black, I am getting so confused. Where the heck did they keep these weopons without their parents noticing, but it was probably a better idea to think about that later. I finally got her trappped under me and the knife was lost somewhere in the crowd watching. The football player was shown as Lissa's boyfrienf of the hour and he pointed the gun at me and shot a bullet. The bullet hit me and blood started to gush from my stomache.
I was so shocked that I yelled out loud, "You fckng b st rd. You do realize it hurts like sht to get shot. I do not care who the h=ll you are, or what the f ck you've been through. You do not just go around shooting people with a gun and making them feel like they are in h=ll when they already are. Go home or anywhere and just go f ck yourself, you f ckng b st rd. You should go rot in h=ll for the rest of your life."
Everybody looked at me in shock, even the flock did, because although they knew I wasn't mute they didn't know I could swear like I was born on the sea. Then at once, "What! You aren't mute."
Oh sh t, nobody was supposed to be to find out that I can talk. That was how I kept them from finding out my past. Well I guess I can finally sing in front of people. The only people who have heard me was the flock and that is never yelling out like that or cussing.
Blood was still coming out and I was starting get nauseous really quick, "Fang take me to my motercycle, there is a first aid kit."
Fang P.O.V.
I wasn't about to wonder what Max had a first aid kit in a motorcycke for. I went over and picked her up bridal style, she was loosing blood fast. Iggy had heard her say where to go and ran ahead to get everything to patch her up. All of us knew she didn't want to go to the hospital for treatment. By the time I got there he took an extra shirt and laid it down to use to keep out dirt. I laid her down on it and pulled her shirt up so I could see the wound. Cleaning it up made me want to puke, but I held it back. We finished it up and we all went to our classes and just barely made it on time. Since her shirt was bloody, I had given Max my sweatshirt and she took off her shirt and put it on. We saw a bunch of bruiss
bruises from her fight with Lissa, but were confused about the scars she had. We had decided to not mention it, she would tell us when she was ready too.
Lissa and her boy-toy were in our first class so obviously she didn't get cought yet. We have a gig tonight and Max spilt her secret so I am wondering if she will sing tonight for us.
*TIME SKIP*
We were at the club we are playing at and went to the stage. We were playing a couple songs, getting the pay and then leaving. The first song is Misery, then Hall of Fame, and lastly Keep Holding On. Ax has agreed to sing the last song, but everything else she is just playing guitar with me. The song began our first concert with Max there.
(Misery - Maroon 5, Hall of Fame - Script, Keep Holding On - Avril Lavigne)
We flew by the first two songs and on the last song I gave Max the mic and took her guitar. When she srted she was looking down like she didn't believe that she really was good at singing. I looked at her and saw she was shaking a little bit. I gave her a reassuring smile and she breathed. The song was my favorite song and she wrote it in one day. We finished our gig and cleaning up, then we went to my house for a sleep over. We all brung a movie to watch and like always Nudge and Angel a romance movie, while Iggy and Gazzy one with war. I brought a horror movie and Max didn't have a movie that she could bring. We watched them all while eatng a bunch of junk food. We watched mine last and the girly girls were screaming every minute of it. I saw that Max was falling asleep, but she looked like she was laughing. It was like I Saw The Devil was as funny as Just Go With It. I found it kind of adorble. We all fell asleep pretty quickly after that. In the middle of the night I woke up and heard Nudge talking about cotton candy narwhales. I got a glass of water and Max was already in there with one.
"Hey, why are you up?" I asked.
She said she had a nightmare and we kept talking about everythng going on. I asked how the bullet wound was healing.
"Do you know how to change guaze and all that I cannot do it by myself at this hour?" she asked me.
"Yeah, come on." I pulled her toward the bathroom then helped change it. It looked better, but I still think we need to go to the hospital for it. After that we both went back to the room and laid back on the most comfy couch in the world.
