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Chapter 29
I slammed the door behind me, making sure to lock it, before running up the stairs and throwing myself on my bed.
I can count on one hand the number of times I've cried. Two have been since I moved to Navajo.
And yet, I found myself bawling into my pillow, crying out of anger, betrayal, heartbreak, loss, and humiliation.
I hoped Fang realized that he'd just done damage worse than what Lizzie had ever done. Worse than what Lissa had been doing since I'd moved here.
Trust is an important thing to me, and he'd just proven what I'd feared since Dads death, that nobody can truly be trusted.
Not in my life.
"Max?" Mom called as she knocked on my door. I hadn't realized that she was home.
"Go away." I called. My voice sounded off. My nose was clogged up from crying and I'm sure I had red blotches under my eyes.
Naturally, being a mom and all, Mom felt the need to ignore my command and come in anyway.
"Oh baby!" she exclaimed coming to sit next to me. Unbidden she pulled me into her embrace and I rested my forehead on her shoulder, soaking the fabric of her shirt with my salty tears. "What happened."
I mumbled some explanation into her shirt.
"Honey I can't understand you." She said softly.
I pulled away from her embrace and once again buried my head in my pillow, pulling my blanked up over my head.
"Fang cheated on me." I whispered.
"Oh honey are you sure it wasn't all a misunderstanding?" Mom asked quietly rubbing my back rhythmically.
"He was holding her, Mom!" I objected. "If you don't want a kiss, you push away after a second but he didn't! He kept kissing her! He wasn't there to break my fall." My voice broke on the last word.
"Max," she sighed. "Teenage hormones are horrible. I remember being your age, they were all confusing and made me look at things differently. Maybe you saw what happened as something completely different from what it really was."
"I already told you! If it was a mistake he would have pushed her away! He would have—" I was interrupted by a knock at the front door.
"Don't answer that." I spat.
"I think you two need to talk." Mom informed me.
"Well I don't! I was in love with him Mom! I was in love with him and he went and did that! I don't want to hear his excuses! Don't answer the door."
I burrowed deeper into my bed.
I heard her sigh.
"Alright, Max. I'm going to go send him away."
I muttered something like 'just ignore him' but she'd already left. I settled deeper into my misery.
….
I skipped school the next day.
That right, I'll go to school right after everyone finds out I'm a famous singer but after a bad breakup? Pheesh! Nope, not happening.
To make it worse (what you didn't think it could get any worse? Well, neither did I until I went online the next morning) the press had somehow gotten wind of the breakup.
On my home page glaring right at me in full color was a shot of me yelling at Fang with the headline: Maximum Breakup above it.
I didn't bother reading the article, I knew it would just hurt me more.
I shut the computer down without checking my email and went to do little things around the house.
My phone rang constantly. It was always someone from the Flock calling to check on me. Calling to ask what wrong. Calling to see where I was.
I ignored at least fifteen calls from them between yesterday and today. Not to mention the ten calls from Fang and his voicemails which I deleted without listening to.
I was in the middle of vacuuming (me, Maximum Ride, vacuuming. What the hell?) when my phone rang. Again.
I tugged it out of my pocket, fully expecting it to say Fang. But it didn't. Instead Mackie lit up my screen.
I sighed and answered the phone.
"Yes Mackie?"
"Maxi! What happened?" I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. So he'd read the headlines.
"Nothing."
"Well something happened. You two are perfect for each other!"
I really didn't need to hear that.
"Well apparently not Mackie or we'd still be together. Please, let's not do this."
"Oh but we must, love! I need to know exactly what happened so I can tell you how stupid the two of you are being and that you need to reconcile now. As in, right now. And—hey, why aren't you at school?"
"Have you been hanging out with Nudge and Chrissie lately?" I demanded.
"Well, maybe, their fashion sense is incredible, I mean, the things those two can do with rhinestones and sequence, but that's not what we're talking about! Do not try and redirect this conversation Maximum Ride—Martinez, whatever you are. Now, tell me, What. Happened?"
Damn, so close!
"Its was bad Mackie, I caught him with another girl."
"Caught, as in….yea know….caught…?"
"Wha—oh god no! Mackie!" I felt my face heating up at his suggestion that I'd caught Fang and Lissa in bed. No, the bitch wouldn't be alive if I had.
"Then what?" he demanded.
"They were kissing okay? I caught them kissing. I don't care if it was once, he went behind my back and he'll always be thinking about her. I don't want to be in a relationship where he thinks he can go behind my back and I'll stay with him."
"But what if it was an accident?"
"Oh yeah! They accidently fell against the lockers and he broke her fall with his lips! Really, Mackie! You know better than that."
"I just mean that maybe he didn't mean for it to happen."
"Fang is strong, if he didn't mean for it to happen, it wouldn't have happened. Besides, he's been weird all week. He's standoffish towards me and just seemed like he wasn't into me like that anymore. Apparently he's into slutty, short, and red hair now."
"That most definitely is not what Fang's into."
"Like you'd know. I don't know why your wasting your time Mackie, you know me, you know I won't change my mind."
He sighed. "I know, girl, I just don't want you to be doing something you'll regret."
I already regret it…
"I have to go, I'll talk to you later."
"By Max,"
"By Mackie."
Its really important to know how Max is rationalizing her reasons for breaking up with Fang….. R&R
Peace!
