It's been a week since Max was admitted into the hospital. She was finally being discharged, although she had to be on a 24 hour watch for a few days. Iggy and I were helping her get whatever few personal items she had here, around and put into a duffel bag.
"So, which one of you found me?" Max said heatedly.
"It was a joint effort really." Iggy answered.
"I found you and called." I said, Max glared at me but I just shrugged it off.
"Let's go." Max stormed out of her room.
"Well this is will be fun…" I sighed to Iggy grabbing the duffel bags and walking out following Max out to my car.
When we arrived at my house, Ella and my mom came out and took Max into the house. Iggy and I followed soon after, going into the kitchen. I grabbed a legal pad and a pencil starting the Max Watch List.
"So, I assume Ella is going to watch her first, seeing as they're together right now." I stated righting down her name for the block period from now until midnight.
"Considering she'll be sleeping and won't know you're in charge of her, you should take that." Iggy suggested and I blocked myself in.
"My mom should be up by six in the morning, so she could take that until Ella gets up and then we can reset and go by this schedule."
"But do you want me to take a spot? I can take a couple hours in there."
"You can double up with me or Ella if you want to."
"What are you two talking about?" I looked up and saw my mom standing in the doorway.
"Just making the schedule for watching Max."
"Okay, well keep the list hidden. Preferably in the safe." I nodded and took the legal pad to the safe. As I passed her I showed her the time block she had.
MaxPOV
I had to admit, the room was gorgeous, too bad I won't be staying in it very long. Soon I'll be back in the hell-hole that is my home or maybe a morgue. Hopefully the latter of the two… I sat my bag on the edge of the bed and looked around.
"Anything that was in drawers should be in the equivalent drawer here. I went through your closet and organized it in shirt type, hoodie type, sweater type, and so on. I also put-" I cut Ella off.
"Why do you call it mine? It's not; if anything it's your closet." I just wanted to go to bed but no one would let me.
"Because this is your room Max; you live here now."
"What if I don't want to? Maybe I want to go back to the hell-hole that is my childhood home! Its' easier knowing no one knew my home life, now everyone will. So if it I haven't made it clear, I'm done being a cheerleader. I can't do it anymore."
"Max you don't really mean that…"
"I do! I wish I was dead, I thought I made that clear when I downed a bottle of pills and slit my wrists. Why can't anyone see that?!" I stormed out of the room, down the stairs and out the front door.
"Max!"
"Leave me alone Iggy!" I yelled back not turning around.
"Where are you going?!"
"A walk, what does it look like I'm doing?!" I guess Iggy gave up because the next thing I knew Fang was walking next to me. "What, I can't be trusted alone now?"
"No, no you can't." He responded not looking at me, just staring straight ahead.
"Are you here to get me to go back to the house?"
"No," I gave a side glance to look over at him. His hands were in his black leather jacket's pockets.
"Why are you here then?"
"Like I said, you can't be trusted alone. I'm here to make sure you don't try and kill yourself again."
I shivered, finally realizing that it's like 40 degrees out (A/N:Fahrenheit) and I was a dumbass and didn't grab a coat. Oh wait; I don't have one, never mind.
Fang made some rustling noises but I ignored them until I heard what sounded like a lighter. I turned to see a Fang inhaling on a cigarette. He exhaled closing his eyes, when he opened them he looked at me and raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
"When did you start smoking?"
"How old are you?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"It doesn't."
"So when did you start smoking?" He took another long drag from the cigarette, flicking the ash off the end as he brought it down to his side.
"When did you start caring?"
"I don't, I'm just curious."
"Well, I'm not going to answer that."
"Give it to me." I held my hand out for it.
"No."
"Give it to me." I repeated.
"I swear to God if you throw it on the ground, I will be seriously pissed and you'll owe me a pack of them." He handed it to me. I brought it to my mouth and inhaled, closing my eyes, savoring and remembering the taste. When I opened my eyes as I exhaled I noticed Fang watching me.
"What?"
"When did you start smoking?" He took it back from me taking one last drag before dropping it on the ground and stepping on it.
"None of your business."
"Fine."
We fell into a silence that lasted quite a while. We eventually ended up at a park; they had a path that went through the woods that Fang led me through. I didn't think it was a path they made, but I won't question it. Fang broke through the line of trees and didn't bother to hold back the branch that came back and hit me in the face.
"Oh yeah, there's a branch there, careful." Fang gave me a smirk and started towards the tall tree in the clearing.
"Go fuck yourself."
"Hey, I have girls for that. I am a, what was it? Oh I know; jack-ass man-whore!"
We reached the tree and he jumped up and grabbed onto the ladder that started about six feet off the ground. He started climbing and I watched him. Fang looked down at me, sighed, and started descending the ladder before dropping to the ground.
"Don't freak, I'm only going to touch your waist. Unless you start to fall, then I'm doing whatever to catch you."
"Don't you dare touch my ass."
"Wouldn't want to." He lifted me off the ground and I grabbed onto the ladder that technically wasn't a ladder. I mean what would you call planks of wood nailed to a tree?
I got to the top and realized where I was. I was in the tree house Fang's dad had built for us kids. We used to play here every day. Although then the ladder went down to where we all could easily reach it.
"I had to take a few of the planks off the tree because kids kept breaking in and messing with stuff."
"There's not much to mess with in here." I said running my hand along the wall where we had written our names. Ari's made me tear up slightly and I left my hand there.
"I had to repaint this wall because someone vandalized it so bad. I also put a pad lock on the door but constantly lost the key so I tried doing one of the dial lock things. Forgot the combination for that so, I just gave up and pried some boards off." Fang came over and stood next to me noticing what my hand was on. "He'd be proud of you, you know." I looked up at him.
"How? I just tried to kill myself. That's not something you can be proud of."
"He'd be proud that you've moved on and that you're trying new things."
"But I'm not. I haven't moved on and I haven't tried new things."
"Then what do you call cheerleading? You never did that before."
"I did it to get Ella to stop nagging me about it."
"You still tried it. How have you not moved on?"
"I do bad things Fang. Things I can't tell you. Things I can't even tell Ella or Iggy."
"Is it the scars on your wrists?" I looked at him, dropping my hand from the wall, instantly holding my arms tightly. "I'll take that as a yes. Iggy and I saw them, when we found you."
"You didn't tell Ella did you?" Tears started to form in my eyes, clouding my vision. I blinked rapidly trying to get them to stop.
"No, we didn't. She doesn't know."
"How did you even get in my room? I blocked the door."
"Max, Iggy and I play football."
"So? I put it there by myself."
"But you were running on adrenaline and other weird hormones. All we were running on was adrenaline."
We were slightly again for a while as I sat down in the red bean bag chair. Fang sat in the black one across from me pulling out a guitar case from the side.
"Do you care if I play?" I shook my head and he started strumming. Tuning as he played. Soon I recognized the song and started to sing quietly.
The Mortician's Daughter –Black Veil Brides
I open my lungs dear
I sing this song at funerals... no rush.
These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush.
A baby boy you've held so tightly,
This pain it visits almost nightly
Missing hotel beds, I feel your touch.
I will await dear, a patience of eternity, my crush.
A universe so still.
No rust.
No dust will ever grow on this frame,
One million years, and I will say your name.
I love you more than I can ever scream.
We booked our flight those years ago,
I said I loved you as I left you.
Regrets still haunt my hollow head,
But I promised you that I will see you again, again.
I sit here and smile dear.
I smile because I think of you and I blush.
These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss.
A fuss is made of miles and travel
Roadways are but stones and gravel.
A bleeding heart can conquer every crush.
We booked our flight those years ago
You said you loved me as you left me.
Regrets still haunt your saddened head,
But I promised you that I will see you.
We booked our flight those years ago
I said I loved you as I left you
Regret's no longer in my head,
But I promised you and now I'm home again, again, again, I'm home again, again, again.
I'm home again.
A/N:
Look a rare chapter in its natural(ish) habitat! Sorry, I'll just go now. I'm tired, bye!