Congratulations to MusicIsLifeBVB for being the lucky 15th reviewer! Please PM me or review about how you want your character to be. Plus, I will be going from Maya to Fang to Max's POV in this chapter.

Max: I was good. Where are my cookies?

Me: In the kitchen.

Max: (runs towards the kitchen)

Me: ok, I gotta start the story before….

Max: ROZA! WHERE ARE MY COOKIES?!

Me: darn. So close. Enjoy while I try to stop Max from killing me.

Chapter eleven

Maya POV

"What did you say you saw, Max?" I asked. The entire band minus the boys was looking at her in shock. Max had just told us what had happened in the nurse's office, and I think I speak for everyone when I say I hope she's just kidding around.

"His entire chest and stomach were covered with scars. He had a long cut going down the center of his chest that started at his collarbone and ended at his waist. I'm pretty sure he had even more scars on his back."

"That would explain the way he was acting before and after the concert," Angel said.

"Also why he didn't come to school that one day. We gotta let him know that he can tell us anything," Ella pointed out.

"I doubt he would listen: he's too closed off."

"What are you guys talking about?" We turned around and saw the brothers standing behind us. We looked at each other before I spoke.

"Have a seat guys. We need to talk." They sat down.

Fang POV

'Darn it, I have a feeling I know what this is about,' I thought as we sat down across from the twins. Max reached forward and held my hand.

"Fang, you know you can tell us anything, right?" she asked. I remained silent.

"Being part of MENAM is more than just being part of a famous band that sings for various audiences. MENAM is about friendship and understanding," Maya said.

"And friends are able to tell each other EVERYTHING, Fang. Especially when there's something going on that could possibly affect all of us," Nudge added.

"How could my situation possibly affect you all?" I winced as soon as the words left my mouth: I hadn't meant to sound so harsh.

"Because we care about you, and we don't like to see the people we care about hurt," Ella said. Max squeezed my hand.

"Fang, please, tell us what's been happening. Please tell us why you have so many scars on your body." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"My dad beats on me," I said. I heard my brothers gasp. "He waits until Iggy and Gazzy are away or asleep. I've been beaten with every weapon possible from when our mom died when I was 10 to now."

My announcement was met with silence. I pulled my hand out of Max's and leaned my face into my hands, trying not to cry.

Max POV

The rest of the band looked at me and my sister. We are, after all, the official leaders of the band. So we get to make the decisions.

Maya simply grabbed her acoustic guitar and started strumming lightly. Ella followed suit and pulled her mini piano out of her bag and started playing to my sister's beat. We all started singing to Fang, with him joining in at the end.

(bold: me; underlined: Fang; italics: Maya; underlined and italics: Iggy; bold and underlined: Gazzy; bold and italics: me and Maya; all: all; normal: normal)

I can't pretend to know how you feel

But know that I'm here, know that I'm real

Say what you want, or don't talk at all

Not gonna let you fall

Reach for my hand cause it's held out for you

He squeezed my hand.

My shoulders are strong, but you can cry on them too

Everything changes, but one thing is true, understand

We'll always be more than a band

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You used to brave the world all on your own

Now we won't let you go, go it alone

Be who you wanna be, always stand tall

Not gonna let you fall

Reach for my hand cause it's held out for you

My shoulders are strong, but you can cry on them too

Everything changes, but one thing is true, understand

We'll always be more than a band

I never knew you could take me so far

I've always wanted to hope that you are

The ones I need

Reach for my hand cause it's held out for you

My shoulders are strong, but you can cry on them too

Everything changes, but one thing is true, understand

We'll always be more than a band

Reach for my hand cause it's held out for you

My shoulders are strong, but you can cry on them too

Everything changes, but one thing is true, understand

We'll always be more than a band

When the song ended, I was leaning down in front of Fang. He looked me in the eye and leaned forward. I met him halfway and our lips met in a blissful kiss. The others didn't even tease us like they normally would've.

Yay, I added in FAX! Max is happily eating cookies right now, and, of course, I'm still alive. Reviews are appreciated.

-RozaCourt