Max stopped herself before it was too late. She wasn't that crazy.
She sank back down and thought of the people that she was going to leave behind if she had jumped off and killed herself for good.
There was OC, and Sketchy. She wasn't about to hurt them by doing something stupid.
And Logan. She had to explain things to him and apologize.
And Zack would never forgive her. He would always think that she was weak if she had killed herself. It would have been better to die trying than to just give up now by ending her life.
Then there was Alec. She had no idea where the hell he was but she had to fix things with him, if he ever came back.
Maybe it was because of him that she was so miserable. Maybe it was the fact that Alec was there, nagging at her day and night, reminding her of where she came from and who or what she really was.
And who he was.
Ben's twin.
The thought felt like a knife through her heart.
"You are my brother's brother." Max thought. She wanted to cry but she held back the tears. She would always hold them back.
She pushed the thought away and got up. She had to go over to Logan's and talk to him. End things. Whatever there was between them.
Max pushed the door open without knocking as usual. She stopped dead on her tracks. There sprawled on the couch was Logan with some girl underneath him, doing the dirty deed.
Holy shit. That was an understatement.
Before Logan even heard her, Max walked out of the room. She sighed heavily as the door slammed after her. Bastard!
She wanted to punch something, preferably Logan.
"Calm down!" She mentally yelled at herself as she drove her ninja recklessly. She wanted to yell, cry. She was hurting like hell. How could Logan do that? How could he?
Max stopped herself. She had done the same thing to Logan. She had slept with Alec.
"Now you know how he felt when he caught you." Max whispered to herself. She felt bad. Horrible to be exact. They were even. Fair and square.
She cheated on him and he cheated back.
Boy, were they messed up.
But somehow Max didn't feel that bad. She was pissed and hurt but that was understandable and somewhat fair. Logan had the right to sleep with whomever he wanted.
Just as she did.
In a way she had seen this coming. She loved Logan but there was a part of her that was holding back, and somewhat grateful that there was a virus between them. Somewhat grateful that Alec had come along and stepped in.
Max sighed. Too many things to think of. Her head was hurting.
Something had been bugging her all day. At first, she thought it was because Logan had caught her with Alec. And then she blamed everything on him. She felt guilty about that.
That wasn't it though.
Ben. That was what was bugging her. Two days from now is the anniversary of his death. She had killed him. The memories would come flooding back, just as vivid and fresh but ten times more painful.
She'd have to remember again what she had done.
She would never be forgiven. Max knew that already.
She sank back down and thought of the people that she was going to leave behind if she had jumped off and killed herself for good.
There was OC, and Sketchy. She wasn't about to hurt them by doing something stupid.
And Logan. She had to explain things to him and apologize.
And Zack would never forgive her. He would always think that she was weak if she had killed herself. It would have been better to die trying than to just give up now by ending her life.
Then there was Alec. She had no idea where the hell he was but she had to fix things with him, if he ever came back.
Maybe it was because of him that she was so miserable. Maybe it was the fact that Alec was there, nagging at her day and night, reminding her of where she came from and who or what she really was.
And who he was.
Ben's twin.
The thought felt like a knife through her heart.
"You are my brother's brother." Max thought. She wanted to cry but she held back the tears. She would always hold them back.
She pushed the thought away and got up. She had to go over to Logan's and talk to him. End things. Whatever there was between them.
Max pushed the door open without knocking as usual. She stopped dead on her tracks. There sprawled on the couch was Logan with some girl underneath him, doing the dirty deed.
Holy shit. That was an understatement.
Before Logan even heard her, Max walked out of the room. She sighed heavily as the door slammed after her. Bastard!
She wanted to punch something, preferably Logan.
"Calm down!" She mentally yelled at herself as she drove her ninja recklessly. She wanted to yell, cry. She was hurting like hell. How could Logan do that? How could he?
Max stopped herself. She had done the same thing to Logan. She had slept with Alec.
"Now you know how he felt when he caught you." Max whispered to herself. She felt bad. Horrible to be exact. They were even. Fair and square.
She cheated on him and he cheated back.
Boy, were they messed up.
But somehow Max didn't feel that bad. She was pissed and hurt but that was understandable and somewhat fair. Logan had the right to sleep with whomever he wanted.
Just as she did.
In a way she had seen this coming. She loved Logan but there was a part of her that was holding back, and somewhat grateful that there was a virus between them. Somewhat grateful that Alec had come along and stepped in.
Max sighed. Too many things to think of. Her head was hurting.
Something had been bugging her all day. At first, she thought it was because Logan had caught her with Alec. And then she blamed everything on him. She felt guilty about that.
That wasn't it though.
Ben. That was what was bugging her. Two days from now is the anniversary of his death. She had killed him. The memories would come flooding back, just as vivid and fresh but ten times more painful.
She'd have to remember again what she had done.
She would never be forgiven. Max knew that already.