THE ENDING CHAP.
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Go to YouTube (Don't own that either. Ghhrrr...) and type in 'Paramore - Brighter'.
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(Mare speaking.)
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Chapter 25
Max's POV
I sat there for a little bit, then got sick of everything.
My life sucked.
There.
That's the summary of how I was feeling.
I got up, opened the door and walked into the green carpeted hallway.
"Hey, by the way, when are we leaving?" the traitor asked me.
I looked at him, not caring if any of my anger showed.
"You decide. You're pretty good at it."
And I slammed the door in his face.
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I decided going into Angel's room would be horrifying. I'd be bombarded with questions, and if I went back inside, that it would prove I was totally jealous. If I went to Iggy and Gazzy's room, who knows what would happen to me?
So what now?
Mission, most likely?
Errrggg, the Voice.
I rolled my eyes.
Go away and come back another day, when you are actually HELPFUL!
I didn't get a reply.
I just wanted to go back to the house in northern Florida.
Back to my normal life.
But it wasn't so normal, was it?
I attempted to ignore it, but I couldn't.
No, it wasn't. Nothing would be normal. Not ever again.
I just wanted to run away, then and there.
Not ever had I admitted something like that.
So I ran to the elevator, and went down to the lobby.
I didn't care about my claustrophobia, I just needed to think.
I ran all the way to the sandy beach, where the wind was comforting.
I sat right where the water come up, where the soggy sand squishes between your toes.
Thunder rumbled above me, but I didn't care.
I stared at the moon right before the dark rain clouds covered it completely.
I sat there, angrily hating myself.
"Trusting someone is always something you regret." I murmured to myself.
I realized that there were some soft footsteps approaching on the sand.
I pressed my lips together and closed my eyes for a minute, frustrated.
He sat next to me.
How does he always know where I'm going to end up?
There was another low rumble, and I felt a rain drop on my head.
I pretended that he wasn't here.
I just wanted to be alone.
"Maybe I should just do what I was made for," I said bitterly. "Maybe I should just stop giving people chances."
The words just slipped.
But I meant all of them.
I stared at the ocean again, and felt a steady stream of rain fall from the sky.
"I never did ask for a second chance," he began.
"But I gave it to you." I said, anger creeping up. "I mean, why did I even do it?" I stood up my eyes shooting dangers and the meanest glares I could ever produce. "You came back--"
"I didn't come back!" he yelled, interrupting me. "You guys just appeared and Angel used mind control. I never did want to!!!"
"Well if you feel that way, then leave you lying bastard!" I screamed, all the fury that built up was pouring out so fast I barely knew what I was saying.
"I never wanted you back, I was forced to deal with you! I don't care if you were forced! You decided to stay!" I kept on yelling at him.
"Well they needed me more then you!"
His words echoed through the air.
"I swear, say that again and I'll knock you out, cold." My voice was as sharp as a razor blade.
He took a step back.
"I control my own life." he said, and I knew he wasn't done. I sat down, my face turned away from him.
"And I left because I needed to.", he finished.
"And now you need to leave again, don't you?!"
He didn't answer.
"I knew it. Go get run over by a truck and never, ever bother us again." I whispered coldly to him.
My face was still turned away.
"I never answered that question." he reminded me.
I rolled my eyes in frustration.
"But you are! It's exactly like last time!"
Last time.
Dammit. Shouldn't have mentioned that.
He didn't bring anything up, though.
That's unlikely.
I turned, to see him facing the ocean.
"Last time was a mistake." he said quietly. "It has nothing to do with this."
"It's the whole reason why we are in this!" I pointed out, my voice still rising.
He turned to face me.
"This is all different reasons."
Then it hit me.
Everything that happened today.
The hated redhead.
I turned my head the other way again.
"I'm sorry." he said.
"I've heard that enough of times."
I dug my fingers into the sand.
Then there was another rumble, this time very loud.
It started to pour almost instantly.
I stayed where I was.
I felt his arms wrap around me.
I relaxed a little bit.
I wasn't all as mad as I was before.
My breathing steadied to I could get out of my anger-trance.
"Always know that you shine better then anyone does."
I smiled.
My favorite song.
Brighter, by Paramore.
"How did you know?" I whispered.
He shrugged, and pulled out his laptop out of a very well concealed case.
It was still pouring.
But the laptop getting wet was something he could let go.
He clicked and clicked again.
All the sudden, the music poured out of the speakers, loud enough for me to hear, but too low for the other residents, who were sleeping, to hear.
I listened to this when he left.
It helped me get my act together, believe it or not.
How he found out, I have no clue.
My favorite part came on,
If you run away now,
Will you come back around?
And if you ran away,
I'd still wave goodbye
Watching you shine bright.
I smiled again.
"I am sorry." he said again, "I was just... confused."
I raised my eyebrows at him.
"What?! I was!" he exclaimed, and I laughed a little.
The rain didn't let up.
"Show me." I said, and he smirked.
He leant in, and kissed me, and I kissed back.
I knew he meant it.
I knew he wouldn't do anything like that to me again.
I finally trusted him.
And I knew I would never regret it.
Me was my right hand man, my 'sidekick', my left wing.
It was good to have him back.
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