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"Great. This day just couldn't get any worse." Max thought.
Logan was missing with his son Lex; Asha was having a damn seizure considering that she was just revealed as an X5. Now Alec had to call saying he needed Max to pick him up twelve sectors away because his car got stolen.
Max sighed sharply. "What the hell are you doing over there Alec?" She demanded. "You know what? Never mind. I don't have time for this." She declared.
"Max, come on-" He insisted but Max cut him off.
"No. Steal a damn car or something to get here. I'm busy." She argued.
"Busy? What the hell could you be doing that you can't even do me a little favor and come help me out here. A bunch of guys are chasing me down, trying to shoot my ass, my car is stolen and I could be dead in a few hours." He said getting annoyed that she refused.
"I'm betting they have a reason." She mumbled, gritting her teeth.
"I heard that." Alec said sharply.
Max was pacing across the room, trying to stay as calm as possible. She had a million things in her mind and Alec was making it all worse.
"Yeah. Yeah, whatever." Max said brushing him off. "Asha is in trouble. I can't leave her right now. Logan and their son are missing. I need you to get over here." She blurted out. Max didn't want to yell at him anymore and have him mad at her. She actually needed Alec's help this time.
"Who's with 'our' son?" Alec asked. He was more concerned with Ben. He liked Asha and Logan and their son Lex but in Alec's mind "his" family came first.
"He's with OC. He's fine." Max reassured him. "Alec, just get your ass over to Logan's penthouse. I'll explain everything." She said in a softer tone.
"Okay, okay." Alec sighed exasperatedly. "I'll find a way there. Somehow." He said and hung up.
Max put her phone away and looked over at Asha. She was sleeping peacefully, still kind of clutching her stomach but the trembling had stopped.
"You have a lot of explaining to do Asha." Max whispered. She sat there for a few minutes, still thinking but not really making sense of anything, just staring at Asha.
Her mind drifted back to her siblings, to Tinga specifically. This had Tinga's name written all over it. Her older sister had lied about her name, fell in love, got married, and had a kid. Then it all ended badly.
Max couldn't help get a feeling of deja vous. Something bad was going to happen. Maybe it already did. She felt like her heart had just jumped to her throat.
Her phone rang. Great.
"Hello 452." The icy harsh voice made Max shiver. White.
"How the hell did he get my number?" Max wondered.
"What the hell do you want White?" She demanded coldly. She sounded pissed but calm as hell when the truth was that Max was scared to death.
Ames White scoffed and Max could picture a grin form on his face. "I'm more interested in what you want 452." White said. "I have your family right here. You got cute kids, 452. I'm sure they miss there mother. Your boyfriend wants to say hi by the way." He said.
Max's heart sank. "Oh my god. Oh my god." Max thought. Tears were starting to well up in her yes but she managed to control her voice. "So you want a trade." Max assumed.
"Smart girl. You for all four of them. I think that's fair." White smirked.
Four? Who the hell was the fourth one? Cindy! Oh my god. Those seemed to be Max's favorite words of the day. "Fine." She said emotionlessly.
"Don't screw up 452. You mess up, I start shooting. I think I'll start with you little friend over there. The girl is starting to bug me anyway." White threatened.
"Please don't hurt them." She thought. Max prayed they weren't hurt. She didn't know what she would do. She was going to kill White. She was going to wring his neck until it snaps and she'd do it over again.
"Fine. A trade." Max said. White couldn't hear the defeat in her voice but it sure hurt like hell feeling that way. Max heard the click of White's cell phone. She was going to wait. She was going to go insane soon.
Max paced, her chest heaving from breathing to fast. She was crying. The day wasn't over yet and her whole life had somehow managed to fall apart. Again. She should be used to this. It happened a lot. But each time it happened, it hurt just as much if not more. Each time something came up, she would usually lose someone.
She prayed, begged that this time, she wouldn't lose anyone. Her mind was a tornado of thoughts.
She fumbled with the phone and called her house. The phone was dead. White wasn't bluffing. She tried to think of what to do. Alec was already on his way over. Asha was over in the couch, sleeping, trying to recuperate from her seizure. White was going to contact her. She wasn't just going to stand there and wait! "Don't do anything irrational." She whispered to herself. "Wait for Alec." She repeated. Max walked over to the bathroom and turned the water on. Everything was making her dizzy.
Shit! Shit! Shit! How could this happen? How could she have been so careless? She splashed the water on her face and just stared at the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot from crying and trying to suppress all emotion.
You hurt everyone you love. Renfro's voice echoed in her mind. She was right. Very right. She loved Alec but she hurt him because she put him in danger. She loved Ben but she threatened his life and future because of the genes that she gave to him by being his mother. She once loved Logan, if you could call it that but she almost killed him with the virus more than once in the past.
She was a plague. She hated herself for that.
The mirror in front of her shattered. It took her a few minutes to realize what she had done. Max had punched it, breaking it into a million pieces. Her hand and knuckles we're bleeding.
"Wonderful." She said bitterly. She didn't even care if she hurt herself anymore. She hurriedly picked up the pieces and cleaned up her mess. Her hand was bleeding. "Blood on my hands." She whispered and she remembered the nightmare. She shivered. It was true. There would always be blood on her hands. Blood of the people she killed when she was younger, the people she affected by her actions while growing up and blood of those she loved because she condemned them by being there.
Max was staring out the window, her hand wrapped in a bandage when Alec came over. She didn't look at him. She just started crying. How the hell was she going to tell him? She couldn't face him and see that he was hurt and that she had failed him again. Liked it or not, she had to. She had to. No more secrets. "That goes for you too Asha." She thought brushed it away quickly. No more stalling. Max always stalled. She could hear Alec stopped dead in his tracks.
"Is she okay?" He asked. "Max? Is she okay? Are you alright?" Alec sounded terrified. She could hear it in his voice. She shook her head and faced him.
"He took Ben and Lex and Logan and Cindy." She whispered. "I didn't know how it happened. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She said frantically and Alec's face turned white. Ben meant the world to him. He was going to kill White. Instead of breaking down and crying, Alec shut his eyes, took a deep breath and walked over to Max and held her as she sobbed. She was shaking, almost like she had a seizure.
"We'll get them back." He reassured her. They had to. They had to because he loved his son and it would kill him to lose Ben.
Asha suddenly woke up, interrupting their rather emotional moment. She looked startled and afraid.
"Max?" She asked sitting up, still groggy. She knew whatever it was the news was going to be bad. It was always bad when Max looked like hell from crying. It was written all over her face and Alec's as well.
Asha held her breath.
Their world had just shattered. Again.
"Great. This day just couldn't get any worse." Max thought.
Logan was missing with his son Lex; Asha was having a damn seizure considering that she was just revealed as an X5. Now Alec had to call saying he needed Max to pick him up twelve sectors away because his car got stolen.
Max sighed sharply. "What the hell are you doing over there Alec?" She demanded. "You know what? Never mind. I don't have time for this." She declared.
"Max, come on-" He insisted but Max cut him off.
"No. Steal a damn car or something to get here. I'm busy." She argued.
"Busy? What the hell could you be doing that you can't even do me a little favor and come help me out here. A bunch of guys are chasing me down, trying to shoot my ass, my car is stolen and I could be dead in a few hours." He said getting annoyed that she refused.
"I'm betting they have a reason." She mumbled, gritting her teeth.
"I heard that." Alec said sharply.
Max was pacing across the room, trying to stay as calm as possible. She had a million things in her mind and Alec was making it all worse.
"Yeah. Yeah, whatever." Max said brushing him off. "Asha is in trouble. I can't leave her right now. Logan and their son are missing. I need you to get over here." She blurted out. Max didn't want to yell at him anymore and have him mad at her. She actually needed Alec's help this time.
"Who's with 'our' son?" Alec asked. He was more concerned with Ben. He liked Asha and Logan and their son Lex but in Alec's mind "his" family came first.
"He's with OC. He's fine." Max reassured him. "Alec, just get your ass over to Logan's penthouse. I'll explain everything." She said in a softer tone.
"Okay, okay." Alec sighed exasperatedly. "I'll find a way there. Somehow." He said and hung up.
Max put her phone away and looked over at Asha. She was sleeping peacefully, still kind of clutching her stomach but the trembling had stopped.
"You have a lot of explaining to do Asha." Max whispered. She sat there for a few minutes, still thinking but not really making sense of anything, just staring at Asha.
Her mind drifted back to her siblings, to Tinga specifically. This had Tinga's name written all over it. Her older sister had lied about her name, fell in love, got married, and had a kid. Then it all ended badly.
Max couldn't help get a feeling of deja vous. Something bad was going to happen. Maybe it already did. She felt like her heart had just jumped to her throat.
Her phone rang. Great.
"Hello 452." The icy harsh voice made Max shiver. White.
"How the hell did he get my number?" Max wondered.
"What the hell do you want White?" She demanded coldly. She sounded pissed but calm as hell when the truth was that Max was scared to death.
Ames White scoffed and Max could picture a grin form on his face. "I'm more interested in what you want 452." White said. "I have your family right here. You got cute kids, 452. I'm sure they miss there mother. Your boyfriend wants to say hi by the way." He said.
Max's heart sank. "Oh my god. Oh my god." Max thought. Tears were starting to well up in her yes but she managed to control her voice. "So you want a trade." Max assumed.
"Smart girl. You for all four of them. I think that's fair." White smirked.
Four? Who the hell was the fourth one? Cindy! Oh my god. Those seemed to be Max's favorite words of the day. "Fine." She said emotionlessly.
"Don't screw up 452. You mess up, I start shooting. I think I'll start with you little friend over there. The girl is starting to bug me anyway." White threatened.
"Please don't hurt them." She thought. Max prayed they weren't hurt. She didn't know what she would do. She was going to kill White. She was going to wring his neck until it snaps and she'd do it over again.
"Fine. A trade." Max said. White couldn't hear the defeat in her voice but it sure hurt like hell feeling that way. Max heard the click of White's cell phone. She was going to wait. She was going to go insane soon.
Max paced, her chest heaving from breathing to fast. She was crying. The day wasn't over yet and her whole life had somehow managed to fall apart. Again. She should be used to this. It happened a lot. But each time it happened, it hurt just as much if not more. Each time something came up, she would usually lose someone.
She prayed, begged that this time, she wouldn't lose anyone. Her mind was a tornado of thoughts.
She fumbled with the phone and called her house. The phone was dead. White wasn't bluffing. She tried to think of what to do. Alec was already on his way over. Asha was over in the couch, sleeping, trying to recuperate from her seizure. White was going to contact her. She wasn't just going to stand there and wait! "Don't do anything irrational." She whispered to herself. "Wait for Alec." She repeated. Max walked over to the bathroom and turned the water on. Everything was making her dizzy.
Shit! Shit! Shit! How could this happen? How could she have been so careless? She splashed the water on her face and just stared at the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot from crying and trying to suppress all emotion.
You hurt everyone you love. Renfro's voice echoed in her mind. She was right. Very right. She loved Alec but she hurt him because she put him in danger. She loved Ben but she threatened his life and future because of the genes that she gave to him by being his mother. She once loved Logan, if you could call it that but she almost killed him with the virus more than once in the past.
She was a plague. She hated herself for that.
The mirror in front of her shattered. It took her a few minutes to realize what she had done. Max had punched it, breaking it into a million pieces. Her hand and knuckles we're bleeding.
"Wonderful." She said bitterly. She didn't even care if she hurt herself anymore. She hurriedly picked up the pieces and cleaned up her mess. Her hand was bleeding. "Blood on my hands." She whispered and she remembered the nightmare. She shivered. It was true. There would always be blood on her hands. Blood of the people she killed when she was younger, the people she affected by her actions while growing up and blood of those she loved because she condemned them by being there.
Max was staring out the window, her hand wrapped in a bandage when Alec came over. She didn't look at him. She just started crying. How the hell was she going to tell him? She couldn't face him and see that he was hurt and that she had failed him again. Liked it or not, she had to. She had to. No more secrets. "That goes for you too Asha." She thought brushed it away quickly. No more stalling. Max always stalled. She could hear Alec stopped dead in his tracks.
"Is she okay?" He asked. "Max? Is she okay? Are you alright?" Alec sounded terrified. She could hear it in his voice. She shook her head and faced him.
"He took Ben and Lex and Logan and Cindy." She whispered. "I didn't know how it happened. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She said frantically and Alec's face turned white. Ben meant the world to him. He was going to kill White. Instead of breaking down and crying, Alec shut his eyes, took a deep breath and walked over to Max and held her as she sobbed. She was shaking, almost like she had a seizure.
"We'll get them back." He reassured her. They had to. They had to because he loved his son and it would kill him to lose Ben.
Asha suddenly woke up, interrupting their rather emotional moment. She looked startled and afraid.
"Max?" She asked sitting up, still groggy. She knew whatever it was the news was going to be bad. It was always bad when Max looked like hell from crying. It was written all over her face and Alec's as well.
Asha held her breath.
Their world had just shattered. Again.