p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Mark seemed to not be able to punch hard enough, the bag swung back towards him. 'Stupid, stupid' was all he was able to think. He finally bent over panting, his hands stung and his head was pounding like his thumping heart. He walked up the stairs to his bedroom, from there he slid into the bathroom gazing at himself in the mirror 'Look at you, before her all you had was your work. You were ready to stop anyone who would hurt that, .' he thought br /'Go back to it forget her.' He knew that couldn't happen she'd changed his whole world, just from the short time she gave to him, his work seemed like an old memory rather than an important thing to pursue. Now nothing but a dark hobby he could put down forever if he had to, just to have her back. Opening the shower door turning on the taps water jetted out of the showerhead, Mark removed his clothes and got in. As hard pelts of water hit is sore body, his thoughts turned to what he could do about this whole thing, what he could say. But it seemed hopeless for him utterly hopeless. Max wanted nothing to do with him and who could blame her./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The doorbell rang and a surprised yet happy Joyce answered it, "Why Max what brings you out here! Chloe and Rachel are still sleeping if you were looking to talk to them." Joyce said br /"Oh that's okay, I kinda actual came to talk to you, if you don't mind," Max asked Joyce br /"Oh honey you know you can talk to me about anything, here let me get us some coffee, and we can go sit outside and chat" br /Joyce moved to the kitchen and retrieved both of them a cup of coffee, Max opened the back door and closed it after Joyce followed. The pair sat on the little concrete slab that separated the door from the grass of the backyard. br /"So um, I have done something stupid Joyce and very bad" br /"Honey it can't be that bad..." br /"Joyce Im pregnant." Max said looking into the coffee, silence befell the pair for a moment br /"Oh my… Ah have you been to the doctor yet?"br /"Yeah I went this morning, I'm pregnant" br /"Due in about 7-8 months," Max said "That's not the worst part I just found out that the father has done something worse than anything I've known of from his past" br /"Did he tell you?"br /"No, I heard it from the person it happened too"br /"Do you mind me asking who the person it happened to was?" br /"Rachael" Max mumbled br /"Okay Max, now not to bad mouth my daughters' girlfriend but have you seen any proof?" br /"No, I haven't…" br /"Then see if you can, cause Rachel" Joyce paused looking as if she was looking for a nice way to say what she was trying to get across, "A lot of the time jumps to conclusions and doesn't think of who she hurts as long as she benefits from it or has closure" Joyce paused again sipping her coffee, Max just stared at hers solemnly br /"Now about this bub, if you can sort things out with the dad then do try, a child should have two parents within its life to love and care for it. You also should speak to your parents about it soon" br /"Yeah I will" br /"Remember we may not have heaps of money but if you need the help we are here" br /"Thank you so much" Max reached over and hugged Joyce for a long while before letting go and finishing her coffee. The pair spoke for a while longer, they talked of older days and how quickly life changes, Max graduating. Max realized that she had to go to tea with Kate and should probably shower and change beforehand as she had been neglecting that for a while. Giving Joyce a final goodbye hug Max left, she drove down the road heading back to her dorm as she was staying there till all the classes left at the end of the month, a few days after her public performance of Bare. While driving, the road to the darkroom caught Her gaze and Joyce's word rang in her head get some form evidence. If there is going to be evidence anywhere it would be there. Taking sharp turn Max headed down the road hoping to god that the darkroom, would have some kind of truth. br /Once past all the winding dirt roads and the security system, Max was inside she went for the first place she could think of, the security cameras. Max opened up the program which stored the information she sighed when she found that the stored footage only went back a month. Groaning, got up and moved around the room the next thing that she looked at was the cabinet with the red folders. She opened up Rachel's file looking for some form of indication of who conducted the shoot but, nothing, she threw the photos and they scattered across the desk. One photo stood out, Max slowly picked it up. Woozy or dizzy isn't the words to describe the feeling that clouded over Max at that moment she picked up and looked at the single photo again, she reaches up gripping her head when she finally gazed up she stood in the same dark room, no noise could be heard, Only deathly, quiet silence, it was scary… No it was terrifying when a sudden flash of a camera went off and Max jerked her head in the direction it came from, she saw who was taking the photos… Nathan. Max slowly walked around the table to get a better view of whats was going on. And there lying on the unconscious on the dirty vinyl paper background was Rachel. Max gasped, unable to stop her self, quickly after she covered her mouth, but Nathan didn't even notice she was there. He reached down to move her and panic rose in his face, his eyes were wider and more scared than Max had ever seen, even as she killed him he didn't look that terrified. Nathan rushed straight past Max and grabbed his phone from his letterman Jacket, frantically dialed numbers then looked like he was in a panic as he spoke. Max fell out of the little scene and Gasped, her head reeling she had no clue what that was, or how she had done it. 'I've only ever had gone into photos that had me in them and I've been able to change events. Only the people in this photo didn't even notice I was there'. Max did know one thing… she knew what had happened to Rachel and that it looked like Mark had told her the truth. But how could she be sure it wasn't Nathan who turned around and saved her when mark wanted to rid of her. She couldn't think about this picking up her phone she realized if she didn't pack up and leave now she was going to be late./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"After that ordeal, Max still went to tea with Kate and pushed her worries aside and had a wonderful evening with her friend. They spoke about how they were to keep in contact when they both left what they were and weren't doing. It was some much-needed normalness for Max as they both come back and said goodnight to one another, it was a simple yet missed pleasure in Max's crazy world. But as soon as she closed her dorm room door that sinking returned and she felt helpless she had no idea what to do. She needed sleep, so the most option was to sit on all decision making for a bit longer, how long she had no idea. She sighed, climbed into bed and shut off her lights letting sleep take her away for the next few hours./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The doorbell rang and a surprised yet happy Joyce answered it, "Why Max what brings you out here! Chloe and Rachel are still sleeping if you were looking to talk to them." Joyce said br /"Oh that's okay, I kinda actual came to talk to you, if you don't mind," Max asked Joyce br /"Oh honey you know you can talk to me about anything, here let me get us some coffee, and we can go sit outside and chat" br /Joyce moved to the kitchen and retrieved both of them a cup of coffee, Max opened the back door and closed it after Joyce followed. The pair sat on the little concrete slab that separated the door from the grass of the backyard. br /"So um, I have done something stupid Joyce and very bad" br /"Honey it can't be that bad..." br /"Joyce Im pregnant." Max said looking into the coffee, silence befell the pair for a moment br /"Oh my… Ah have you been to the doctor yet?"br /"Yeah I went this morning, I'm pregnant" br /"Due in about 7-8 months," Max said "That's not the worst part I just found out that the father has done something worse than anything I've known of from his past" br /"Did he tell you?"br /"No, I heard it from the person it happened too"br /"Do you mind me asking who the person it happened to was?" br /"Rachael" Max mumbled br /"Okay Max, now not to bad mouth my daughters' girlfriend but have you seen any proof?" br /"No, I haven't…" br /"Then see if you can, cause Rachel" Joyce paused looking as if she was looking for a nice way to say what she was trying to get across, "A lot of the time jumps to conclusions and doesn't think of who she hurts as long as she benefits from it or has closure" Joyce paused again sipping her coffee, Max just stared at hers solemnly br /"Now about this bub, if you can sort things out with the dad then do try, a child should have two parents within its life to love and care for it. You also should speak to your parents about it soon" br /"Yeah I will" br /"Remember we may not have heaps of money but if you need the help we are here" br /"Thank you so much" Max reached over and hugged Joyce for a long while before letting go and finishing her coffee. The pair spoke for a while longer, they talked of older days and how quickly life changes, Max graduating. Max realized that she had to go to tea with Kate and should probably shower and change beforehand as she had been neglecting that for a while. Giving Joyce a final goodbye hug Max left, she drove down the road heading back to her dorm as she was staying there till all the classes left at the end of the month, a few days after her public performance of Bare. While driving, the road to the darkroom caught Her gaze and Joyce's word rang in her head get some form evidence. If there is going to be evidence anywhere it would be there. Taking sharp turn Max headed down the road hoping to god that the darkroom, would have some kind of truth. br /Once past all the winding dirt roads and the security system, Max was inside she went for the first place she could think of, the security cameras. Max opened up the program which stored the information she sighed when she found that the stored footage only went back a month. Groaning, got up and moved around the room the next thing that she looked at was the cabinet with the red folders. She opened up Rachel's file looking for some form of indication of who conducted the shoot but, nothing, she threw the photos and they scattered across the desk. One photo stood out, Max slowly picked it up. Woozy or dizzy isn't the words to describe the feeling that clouded over Max at that moment she picked up and looked at the single photo again, she reaches up gripping her head when she finally gazed up she stood in the same dark room, no noise could be heard, Only deathly, quiet silence, it was scary… No it was terrifying when a sudden flash of a camera went off and Max jerked her head in the direction it came from, she saw who was taking the photos… Nathan. Max slowly walked around the table to get a better view of whats was going on. And there lying on the unconscious on the dirty vinyl paper background was Rachel. Max gasped, unable to stop her self, quickly after she covered her mouth, but Nathan didn't even notice she was there. He reached down to move her and panic rose in his face, his eyes were wider and more scared than Max had ever seen, even as she killed him he didn't look that terrified. Nathan rushed straight past Max and grabbed his phone from his letterman Jacket, frantically dialed numbers then looked like he was in a panic as he spoke. Max fell out of the little scene and Gasped, her head reeling she had no clue what that was, or how she had done it. 'I've only ever had gone into photos that had me in them and I've been able to change events. Only the people in this photo didn't even notice I was there'. Max did know one thing… she knew what had happened to Rachel and that it looked like Mark had told her the truth. But how could she be sure it wasn't Nathan who turned around and saved her when mark wanted to rid of her. She couldn't think about this picking up her phone she realized if she didn't pack up and leave now she was going to be late./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"After that ordeal, Max still went to tea with Kate and pushed her worries aside and had a wonderful evening with her friend. They spoke about how they were to keep in contact when they both left what they were and weren't doing. It was some much-needed normalness for Max as they both come back and said goodnight to one another, it was a simple yet missed pleasure in Max's crazy world. But as soon as she closed her dorm room door that sinking returned and she felt helpless she had no idea what to do. She needed sleep, so the most option was to sit on all decision making for a bit longer, how long she had no idea. She sighed, climbed into bed and shut off her lights letting sleep take her away for the next few hours./p