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Chapter 3
Max returned very late in the night, exhausted. Hillary had already fallen asleep while Ray and Kai was waiting for him.
"Sorry, it was longer than expected."
"No problem!"
"And..." Max began.
"She's better..." Kai cut him off.
"Max...you should worry about yourself a little bit!" Ray replied. "Not only about Hillary!"
Max lowered his eyes.
"But...she needs us!"
"Yeah, and now there's three of us to comfort her. It's hard for us too, but we have to support each other." Ray replied.
Max nodded, smiling as he placed the box he had in his hands on the table.
"What's that?" Ray asked.
"Tyson and Kenny's things that survived the crash." He murmured. "Well...we should go to sleep now."
They nodded and headed off to their bedrooms.
Hillary was already up when Max finally awoke. She was busy cleaning up the house as he entered in the kitchen.
"Good morning Max! Breakfast is waiting for you on the table in the dinning room!" Hillary announced, kissing him on the cheek. "Hope you like it! If you want something else, just tell me! Come on!"
"What?"
Max stared at her as she took him in the dinning room and sat him down on a chair.
"I can make you pancakes! Do you want milk, or do you prefer orange juice?" She continued.
"Well...Hillary..."
He rubbed his face with his hands, trying to wake up completely. He look at the table and saw a giant breakfast was already prepared.
"Did you do all of this?!"
"Yeah!" She smiled. "Don't you like it?"
"That's not the problem...well...where is the box that was on this table?" He suddenly asked.
"I put it away in you bedroom! I hope I didn't awake you!" She replied, beginning to clean the windows.
"Hillary..." He sighed, getting up.
He went over to her and grabbed her arm, stopping her.
"Hillary stop it. That's enough."
"But...I enjoy this! It doesn't bother me at all!" She protested pushing him away slowly.
"Hillary! That's not what I'm talking about!" He said firmly.
She glared at him and shook her head.
"I don't understand..." She murmured.
"You understand perfectly! Hillary, stop lying to the others and to yourself!"
"I'm...not..."
"Hillary!"
She turned her head and looked out the window, avoiding Max's eyes. The whole city extended before her, and the sunrise was spectacular!
"You don't have to act like everything's alright!" Max shouted, forcing her to look at him. "You're sad! We're all sad! Why are you acting like everything is normal!? Why are you hiding your pain? Do you want to forget your friends!? It is not fair! Stop preoccupying yourself to not think about think! It is necessary that you remember them! You won't overcome your pain if you don't face it!"
"You...you can't understand! It's different!" She murmured, trying to contain herself from bursting out in sobs.
"Why?! Let me try to comfort you! Tell me! I'm your friend!"
She hide her face in her hands.
"It's...Tyson..."
Max frowned.
"Hillary...I know that..."
"No! You don't! He told me he loved me!" She shouted, tears beginning to run down her cheeks. "I have to forget him! It's too hard remembering him! He told me he loved me just before he died Max! I can't...I can't think about it! It's too hard to imagine...that we wasted all this time, and that...I'll never be able to tell him how I'm feel! I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEE HIM AGAIN!"
She fell in his arms, totally desperate, crying like she had never before.
"I'm sorry Hill..." He murmured, shocked, hugging her gently. "I'm really sorry..."
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Chapter 3
Max returned very late in the night, exhausted. Hillary had already fallen asleep while Ray and Kai was waiting for him.
"Sorry, it was longer than expected."
"No problem!"
"And..." Max began.
"She's better..." Kai cut him off.
"Max...you should worry about yourself a little bit!" Ray replied. "Not only about Hillary!"
Max lowered his eyes.
"But...she needs us!"
"Yeah, and now there's three of us to comfort her. It's hard for us too, but we have to support each other." Ray replied.
Max nodded, smiling as he placed the box he had in his hands on the table.
"What's that?" Ray asked.
"Tyson and Kenny's things that survived the crash." He murmured. "Well...we should go to sleep now."
They nodded and headed off to their bedrooms.
Hillary was already up when Max finally awoke. She was busy cleaning up the house as he entered in the kitchen.
"Good morning Max! Breakfast is waiting for you on the table in the dinning room!" Hillary announced, kissing him on the cheek. "Hope you like it! If you want something else, just tell me! Come on!"
"What?"
Max stared at her as she took him in the dinning room and sat him down on a chair.
"I can make you pancakes! Do you want milk, or do you prefer orange juice?" She continued.
"Well...Hillary..."
He rubbed his face with his hands, trying to wake up completely. He look at the table and saw a giant breakfast was already prepared.
"Did you do all of this?!"
"Yeah!" She smiled. "Don't you like it?"
"That's not the problem...well...where is the box that was on this table?" He suddenly asked.
"I put it away in you bedroom! I hope I didn't awake you!" She replied, beginning to clean the windows.
"Hillary..." He sighed, getting up.
He went over to her and grabbed her arm, stopping her.
"Hillary stop it. That's enough."
"But...I enjoy this! It doesn't bother me at all!" She protested pushing him away slowly.
"Hillary! That's not what I'm talking about!" He said firmly.
She glared at him and shook her head.
"I don't understand..." She murmured.
"You understand perfectly! Hillary, stop lying to the others and to yourself!"
"I'm...not..."
"Hillary!"
She turned her head and looked out the window, avoiding Max's eyes. The whole city extended before her, and the sunrise was spectacular!
"You don't have to act like everything's alright!" Max shouted, forcing her to look at him. "You're sad! We're all sad! Why are you acting like everything is normal!? Why are you hiding your pain? Do you want to forget your friends!? It is not fair! Stop preoccupying yourself to not think about think! It is necessary that you remember them! You won't overcome your pain if you don't face it!"
"You...you can't understand! It's different!" She murmured, trying to contain herself from bursting out in sobs.
"Why?! Let me try to comfort you! Tell me! I'm your friend!"
She hide her face in her hands.
"It's...Tyson..."
Max frowned.
"Hillary...I know that..."
"No! You don't! He told me he loved me!" She shouted, tears beginning to run down her cheeks. "I have to forget him! It's too hard remembering him! He told me he loved me just before he died Max! I can't...I can't think about it! It's too hard to imagine...that we wasted all this time, and that...I'll never be able to tell him how I'm feel! I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEE HIM AGAIN!"
She fell in his arms, totally desperate, crying like she had never before.
"I'm sorry Hill..." He murmured, shocked, hugging her gently. "I'm really sorry..."
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