AN: my story's will be at least 1,000 words each chapter

Max (P.O.V)

3 days later

Hey Max, before I start let me tell you that I'm sorry and I love you. Just last week I got a letter saying that I had a daughter, crazy right? Well remember that incident from 7 years ago when Lissa got me drunk and you found me and her in bed, well... That's why Aliyah was born, that's her name, Lissa died 2 weeks ago because she got STD or something, and before she died she told her social worker that I was her daughter's dad. At first I didn't believe that she was my daughter, but then I got a picture of her, she's so beautiful, she has black hair(like me), green eyes, and olive skin(like me again). She's 7 years old, and needs someone to look after her, you may be like why did you leave me on our wedding day? Well you might get mad at me when I tell you that I wasn't ready, I was scared nervous ugh! But the most complicated thing Max, is that we won't see each other for a very long time. I will come back, in 11 or 13 years when my daughter is old enough to go to college, and if you still love me by then I will meet you at the lake where we first dated, and I will be there waiting for you with open arms. I love you Maximum Ride and FORGIVE ME.

Love- FANG

I kept on reading this and every time I did tears will roll down my cheeks, Fang had ditched me on OUR wedding day, our special day just because he wasn't ready and had to take care of his daughter. I'm okay with his daughter situation, I mean I could have accepted Aliyah as my daughter and me and Fang could have raised her together, but Fang wants to raise Aliyah by himself. With the "I wasn't ready" situation is just a stupid excuse, I mean HE WAS THE ONE WHO PROPOSED... NOT ME ! And I'm also 24 years old while he is 26 years old. I wiped the tears from my face, and then crumpled the letter and then threw it in a random corner in my room. Suddenly there was a silent knock coming from outside my room.

"Sweetie," It was my moms voice, "I brought you breakfast, open the door so you can eat." I didn't answer her, I stayed quiet, I really didn't want to eat. My mom knocked my door again but I ignored it, "Max if you don't eat you'll get sick, please open the door." My mom kept insisting, but I kept ignoring,"You know what Maximum, your weak, your crying over one boy when you can have all the boys on the world, I named my daughter Maximum because she is strong, not weak, now get up from that bed and come and eat something." She said it with a harsh tone, which made me wince. She was right I am weak, just for a stupid boy who ditched me and took a piece of me with him, my reason of living happiness and bliss, now what I have left is sadness and depression. I stood up from my bed and walked towards the door and unlocked it, opening the door to meet my moms face and a plate of eggs, bacon, and pancakes. I managed a small fake smile to my mom which she returned back.

"Your right I am weak, but I loved him mom, and I miss him, you can't expect me to not feel sad and depressed,"' I said as I turned around to sit in my bed, my mom fallowed me inside and sat on the edge of my bed.

"I know honey, but that's how life works, you win and loose people, your happy then your sad, that's how it is and we have to life thru it." I nodded as I ate a piece of bacon, my mom smiled at me, "I'm glad your eating, enjoy." She said as she stood and left my room closing the door behind. When I finished eating I patted my stomach satisfied of eating something since I haven't eaten in 3 days or so. Since I didn't know what to do I decide to check FACEBOOK, when I opened my account I had a friend request from Fannie Garcia before I accepted her friend request, I checked all of her status, which all contained advices for girls who where dumped by boys, coincidence much? I accepted her friend request, and two minutes later I got a message from her:

Fannie: Thanks for accepting my friend request, my name is Fannie and I'm 24 years old, the reason I sent this request is because I heard that you where... Umm ditched on your wedding day, right? You don't have to answer if you want to.

I was going to write 'Fuck off' but what I wrote surprised me.

Max: Yeah, I was ditched on my wedding day.

I responded, I never tell my situations to random people, but right now I just told this random girl my situation, and I sort of liked it? WHAT! I didn't think that.

Fannie: I know how you feel. That's why I hate boys, boys are stupid, boys don't have hearts, they just want to get under your pants and when they do they go away and hurt you... That's why I am what I am.

Max: Yeah boys are stupid.

Fannie: ... Aren't you gonna ask me what I am?

Max: No, why?

Fannie: because when I say "That's why I am what I am" the first thing people aske me is, 'What are you?'

Max: Look Fannie, I had read all of what you have posted on Facebook and let me tell you I know what you are, and I want you to know that I will support you on your lesbian situation.

Fannie:... Thank you

Max: I'm your friend Fannie,

Fannie: Really! OMG your my first friend then, I never had a friend before, this is so excited. Do you want to meet? We can meet if you want.

Max: Okay, when?

Fannie: Tommorow, at 9:00 am at Starbucks at Mariposa and Catalina street(AN: I DONT KNOW ANY STREET SO IM MAKING THEM UP!MAYBE) does that sound good?

Max: Okay see you tomorrow.

Fannie: Bye

Max: Bye

When I logged off of Facebook the first thing that I thought was... WHAT HAVE I DONE?