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Broken Chapter 4: Broken Questions
Fang's POV:
Was it just me, or was that whole thing a little suspicious. Not every, what eleven, twelve, year old girl runs into a high school crying to a high-schooler. And what was up with Max? When the girl, Nudge, told Max about the man named Jeb, Max's face went white. Though I only knew her for a day, Max didn't seem like a person who would be afraid of something. She seemed utterly fearless; she looked like she could be swarmed by a bunch of scorpions and she could have a straight face.
The two minutes where it took place was a moment of fear for Max. I made sure that I made a mental note of what happened and what Max looked like, just incase I ever saw her fearful again.
The lunch period left me with more questions then when I walked in.
Who was that girl who ran in here? Was 'Nudge' Max's sister or something? Who was Jeb? Why did Max and Iggy get paranoid? What did Iggy have to do with all of this? Why was the girl here in the first place?
Though these questions were swarming in my head, I ignored them and went of to the end-of-the-day classes.
"Hey, Kayla!" I said, rushing up after her. I would have gone straight to Iggy, but he left after lunch with Nudge. "Do you know what happened at lunch?"
She turned around, obviously annoyed, "Whenever Jeb gets drunk, he tends to trash their place. Nudge tries to calm him down, but Jeb ends up yelling at her, and the tears start. That's why Max never has Nudge around when Jeb gets drunk."
I let that sink into my brain. How is that even possible? "That's kinda unbelievable,"
Kayla thought for a minute, "Well, that's what she told me. I got to go to my last period class: science with Gazzy! This is gonna be fun!" She walked away. More questions entered my brain. One thing I knew for certain is that Kayla's theory was not correct.
Why did only Iggy know about what was happening? Again, who was Jeb? Was he their father, or step-father, or something? Why was Max lying to her closest friends about this? Did Nudge even know about any of this?
I dismissed the questions from my head again: best not to get into family drama when I can't even handle mine.
Sorry guys, I usually don't switch POV's during chapters, so think of this as the 4th chapter part 2
Max's POV
The door slammed behind me as I made my way inside the house.
"Jeb, where are you?" Silence was a nigh. "Why did you need me?" The mansion-like building was empty, except for me. I walked into the living room. The room was decked in expensive furniture, that really weren't that comfortable. You could fall out of the green, swirl chairs easily. The brown, leather couch was so stiff, that once I had a bad back for a week, just for taking a two-hour nap on in. The coffee table could barely hold anything, or it would break. But the floor was worst of all. Jeb made the floor like a fish tank and underneath the floors, there were Great Whites. Sadly, the Great Whites didn't want to be in the tank, so they constantly thumped against the tank. They scared anyone who walked into the room. Well, everyone but me. I was already living with Jeb, something like a Great White, so I was prepared.
There was still no sign of Jeb, and I was starting to get paranoid. I walked into the kitchen. Inside the kitchen there was my mother-like figure, Valencia, who is our personal chef. She's a Hispanic mother of one, who just happens to be Ella's mother. Yes, the same Ella who Iggy is obsessed with and the same Ella who is the most popular person in the school. She tells everyone her mom is some rich, famous person in Spain, but the truth is she's our chef. Ella begged me not to tell anyone, and I haven't. The only person other than me who knows is Iggy, but only because he's been over to my house before.
"Hi Valencia, have you seen Jeb?" I asked.
"Last time I saw him, he was in his room." She answered. Shit...
I ran into his room. The room itself is beautiful, but with the beer bottles all around the room, it looks like a drunkee sleeps here. With is true. Sadly, Jeb still isn't there. I check almost every other room, and I see that he isn't there. Then I realize the one place I haven't checked.
I run into my own room and see Jeb sitting on my bed. He definitely looks drunk.
"What the hell are you doing in my room?" I asked, clutching the wall.
"I didn't know you played guitar." He slurred, staring at the guitar in the corner.
"Why the hell are you doing in my room?" I repeated.
"Sometimes I think that I've been a horrible dad to you." He thinked aloud, "But then I think, 'I don't frickin' care!'" He started hysterically laughing.
"Nudge said that you needed me." I skipped right to the point.
"Ah, yes, where is that little angel?" He asked. For a second that hurts a little bit, because I remember when I was his little angel. I dismissed the thoughts.
"She's with Iggy and Gazzy." I stated.
"Ah, you wanted to protect her. Well, that's not gonna last for long."
"What do you mean?" I grunted. My hands clenched into fists.
"Well, you are going to be eighteen soon, am I correct?" He was right, I'll turn eighteen in five months.
"So?"
"So, Nudge will be all alone. She won't have you to protect her." He taunts.
"What if I took Nudge with me?" I snarled.
"Then you won't have any money for college. And then you would just have to stay here anyway." My jaw literally dropped. "Nice talk, goodbye."
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*IMPORTANT!- Would you rather long chapters that come every 2 weeks or chapters this length at least once every week? YOU DECIDE!
Song of the day:
If you feel so empty
So used up, so let down
If you feel so angry
So ripped off so stepped on
You're not the only one
Refusing to back down
You're not the only one
So get up
Thanks for reading.
QUESTIONS: What did you get for Christmas? (I got a guitar and tickets to Disneyland) Can you burp the alphabet? (I can) What's your biggest fear? (mine are spiders and yet I'm not afraid of anything else)
See ya Rebels!
~Maximum Reading