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Chapter 12 ~ Hell

It took awhile for Max to calm down. She sat next to Iggy on her bed, wiping away her tears. She was really shaken up from what just happened.

"What happened?" Iggy asked as gently as he could. Max sighed. She didn't know what to say. Of course she was going to tell him about the man. Did she really want to tell him about Fang? She cleared her throat.

"I broke up with Fang," she said.

"That's good," Iggy reassured her. She shook her head.

"He was, um a bit violent," she muttered.

"What?" Iggy asked. She knew this would happen.

"It's not serious at all. He just, uh pushed me," she said softly. Iggy stared at her for a bit. "It's not a big deal Iggy. That's not it though. When I was coming home I-I ran into someone."

"Who?" he asked.

"Well I-I'm not really sure if it was him, but I think it was your father." she said that last part as quietly as she could. She saw the fear in Iggy's eyes.

"What did he do you? Did he touch you?" he asked urgently.

"No, I'm fine, he just said 'ready or not here I come.' I don't know what that means and he said that if he found me once, he'll do it again. It's nothing to worry about," she said.

"Yes it is! He's a freaking psychopath! Max he can- I don't want to think about that. But this is serious! He found me, I'm screwed!" Iggy yelled and got up from the bed. He started pacing back and forth.

"What are we going to do?" Max asked him.

"You aren't doing anything. I'll figure something out," he said.

Max shook her head. "No, I'm not letting you do this alone. Okay? If this involves you, then it involves me." Max defied him and stood in front of Iggy. "I'm not letting you go."

"But Max-" Iggy started to protest but Max wouldn't let him.

"No, I meant what I said. I'm not going anywhere like it or not." she said sternly. Iggy groaned.

"I'm just trying to protect you," he whispered and hugged Max.

"I know, but I'm trying to do the same with you," she responded softly and held Iggy tightly. "So what are we going to do?"

-o0o-

Iggy quietly walked through the woods. It was so dark out he could barely see. Max was going to kill him. He knew that. She said they would do this together, but it was too risky. He knew his father. He knew what he's capable of. He wanted Max nowhere near that. He had patiently waited for Max to fall asleep that night. She peacefully slept in her bed while he quietly left the house. He needed to fix this, now. Iggy was sick and tired of his father. This will end one way or another. He saw a shimmer of light between the trees. Now he knew that he was close. His heart started to race as he got closer. As he exited the dense woods he faced his house he knew as hell.

Here goes nothing, he thought. He slowly walked up to the back door. The door wasn't locked like always. As soon as he stepped in the house the smell of alcohol hit him. It made him sick instantly.

"How did I know you would come," a voice said. Iggy turned and saw his father standing there. "Fatherly instinct?"

"You are not my father," Iggy spoke. "You never were, never will be."

"You know, son, you have good taste in girls. That blonde, oh, she's a keeper," he said and walked to the counter. "Looks just like your mother when I first met her." He got a glass and poured some whiskey in it. "Got that from me."

"I have nothing of yours." Iggy said cruelly.

"I don't think so son. You are just like me. I was just like you when I was young. And you know what? You think you love her right? You think everything's perfect and great? Just wait until she turns on you. Pushes you down. Wants to leave you for something better. She makes you feel like you're nothing. Then what do you do?" His father walked towards him and stood tall over Iggy. "You're going to end up like me, son. She's going to leave you when she comes to her senses. Face it, there's so much better out there. This is all fake," he spat.

"Max loves me," Iggy defied. His father smiled coldly.

"Oh that's her name. Cute, but face it. You know it's true. Even if she would love you do think her parents would approve? She's a rich, little brat and you, ha, you're below them. They would look like fools if their daughter was with people like us."

"Shut up." Iggy growled, his voice growing louder.

"See you know it's true. When you realize it, it'll be much too late. You know why? Because you're stubborn. Just like her." he said quietly. "She was too stupid and stubborn to ever listen. She was a spoiled little bitch. I told her no, not to do it. She didn't listen. She made me bankrupt and we owed people. She ruined everything." He walked back to the counter and opened a drawer. "She's the reason for everything, for why we are like this now." He grabbed something and walked over to Iggy. "This is how you'll be. Just like me. Because I should know. I was you." he showed Iggy a picture. It was him and his mother when they were Iggy's age. She looked just like Max. Rich parents, big fancy house, it was like Max. "I'm trying to save you, son. From my own mistakes. Maybe if you listen to me you'll end up better. Maybe if you listen, unlike her, you won't share the same fate."

"No. I will never be like you. It was never mom's fault. It's yours. It was always yours. You are the screw up. And I will never, ever be like you."

His father laughed. "Okay, son. Think what you please. But I'm a good person. I will still help. Just come back home. You don't need her. She'll only bring you down,"

"No, I'll never come back. I have a lot on you. I can take you down." Iggy stood tall. His father shook his head.

"Alright. You will obey me. Let's just hope nothing happens to what was her name, Max?" he said. Iggy tensed up.

"What do you mean?" he asked shakily.

"Well you never know. Accidents happen all the time." his father took the picture and smiled at it. "Just like your mother's accident."

Iggy's anger snapped. He tackled his father and punched him in the face.

"If you come near her, I'll kill you." he threatened. His father pushed Iggy off and picked him up. He slammed Iggy onto the wall.

"I don't take orders from you, you little shit. I will do whatever I freaking want. Now she gets it. Or you can save her. Come back home" he said and let go of Iggy. He grabbed his glass and walked to his room. Iggy slowly stood up. He's going to get Max. He's going to get Max. That was all he knew. What will he do now? His father will hurt her. Iggy knows he will. He ran out of the door and started towards Max's house. Then he stopped.

No, he thought. I will get him. Iggy turned around and faced his house. You will not run my life. I lived in this hell for too long. You will pay. He quietly entered the house and grabbed some of the bottles of alcohol his father had. He began to pour it on the outside of the house and dug in his pocket and pulled out what he needed. He opened the lighter up and flicked it on. He stared at the fire and smirked. You better get used to fire. You're going to hell anyways, he thought as he threw the lighter at the house and it began to catch fire. It started to pick up the pace and the house was soon in flames. Iggy turned and walked away from the burning house, leaving behind torturous memories, dreadful years of pain, and his father to burn with it.

Okay so I tried to make that as realistic as I could. With him setting the house on fire. I really don't know how fast the fire would start. I've never, you know, set a house on fire, and I never will so yeah. But I hope you guys are enjoying my story! It's getting more intense!

Angry Max next chapter... ;)

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