CHAPTER 2: CHOICES

Max's Point of View

I wake up in a room full of darkness. I don't remember if last nights events were real. Someone tries to come into the room. I immediately grab the knife on the table next to me and get ready to aim. When I see Ace appear at the doorway, I sorta ease myself. Wait, no. I can't.

"Goodmorning beau…"

Before he can continue I stop him. I can't hear any more of this.

"Listen Ace. What happened last night was in the past and only stays between me and you. Let's forget that okay?"

Oops. Uhm… what did I just do? I didn't want it to come out that way. Oh well, he will have to deal with it for now.

"Oh uhm. Okay no problem I…"

Oh great. Now he hates me. I have only been awake for not even 5 minutes and there is already drama in the air. I manage a small yawn and then it's silent.

"I came to tell you that they are waiting for us downstairs."

I nod and he leaves the room. I think I just messed up bigtime. Why would he start to call be beautiful when he never has. Ugh it's too confusing. I manage to get my pj's off and see what's in the closet. When I open it, I see cloths I could not imagine being mine. As I dig through the cloths I see a black leather jacket. I grab it along with a black long sleeve v neck shirt and some black leggings and run downstairs, leaving behind of what was innocence and facing what we call "reality".

Ace's Point of View

I guess she was really pissed. Or else she wouldn't have blown up at me. She's too good for me anyways. The way she looks fierce when she is out when she's at school and gets all of the answers right on that SAT test we had. She's just stunning. Makes me look like the weak one.

"How did it go?" dad asks (aka Peeta)

"Not so well to be honest. Seemed like she denied me."

"Ha okay don't worry. It takes time Ace. You know, with your mom it took awhile. At first she pretended to love me, but then time did what it needed to her, and here we are. Here you are."

He seemed calm about this. Not sure why. I am about to explode. My dad can't give me regular advice, Evy will tell everyone if she knew about this. Someone who won't is...mom.

"Hey dad, where's mom?"

"Oh she's taking a walk.

I knew what that meant. A walk. Great I'm going to have to go find her having a walk. Then I see Max come down the stairs. I just look at her, actually more like staring at her. I want to say something, but the fear that she might reject me overwhelms me. I think she read my mind when she just grabbed my arm and (almost) dragged me outside. She started throwing rocks at the bushes. What came out of my mouth was really rude.

"Get to the point Max."

Did I just? I'm dead.

"What did you say?"

I reply.

"Listen you denied me yesterday and today. How am I not supposed to be a little bit annoyed with you?"

"I have no idea. I'm not a morning person after all."

"Ah. excuses excuses."

"Then tell me why you can't even talk to me without insulting me?"

Oh snap.

"Well, I didn't offend you today, or yesterday."

Maybe I did.

"Oh yeah? You really think you are so innocent and a good momma's boy? I don't think so!"

I think the situation is getting worse. Better back it up. She does have a point though...

"You are too focused on yourself Max. You need to look out for other peoples feelings too."

"But I always have! You never see me try." she said in between sobs.

There we are standing, across from each other. When she finally calms down, all of the sobs and tears go away, she stands there, avoiding my eyes. I could almost feel an urge for me to go and hug her, tell her it will be okay in the end. Just then, Evy calls us in because the meeting is about to start. We walk side by side and she gently tugs on my sleeve. I could swear that one day, God blocked everything out and sat down, grabbed a blank canvas and started to make a beautiful masterpiece, what he now calls Mia Maxwell.

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