A/N: This is a soppy chapter I know. But I think it was necessary, or I don't know. Please review and let me know what you think.

For those in the future, the word 'supervillain'. I don't know how you guys spell it in your country but in our country we spelled it like this – supervillain.

To clear things up, is it supervillain or supervillian?

Chapter 2

Phoebe POV

I walked to my room with a hole in my heart. I knew Max wasn't crazy about me but never did I thought Max feels this way about me. He doesn't dislike me but actually hates me. I slammed the door shut behind me with a loud bang as I leaned against it breathing heavily. All his words drained into my brain and the anger came to me as I realised how angry I actually was.

I saw the picture of Max and me on my nightstand. I used my telekinesis to throw the picture into mid-air connecting with the nearest wall. I yelled out of anger not really saying anything. But then I realised what I did was wrong. I walked over to the picture slowly picking up the pieces of glass. As I reached for one of the pieces I accidently cut my finger, blood dripped down on the photo right where Max's face was. I wiped off the blood with my thumb as I saw that smirk that I know so well. In the picture he was resting his arm over my shoulder, I was smiling broadly as I was holding some books as a prop. A tear rolled down my face as I never thought that Max actually hated me. I shook my head continuing to pick up the rest.

When I was about finished cleaning up I put the photo back on the table without the frame this time. I sat on my bed remembering what Max said to me, "You just care about yourself." That was the words that kept repeating in my mind as it reminded me what happened ten minutes ago. I quickly took the photo and shoved it underneath my pillow. I curled up my legs to my stomach resting my arms on it as I started to cry. Nothing could stop the tears and the pain that was inside me.

Just then I heard my phone vibrate. Mad at the distraction I took it and read the message.

Cherry:

Hey Pheebs, Whatcha doin'? I walked into like this hot guy at the mall yesterday and he was totally into me. I gave him my numba but I realised I gave the wrong one! How whack is that!?

I let out a small laugh realising how dumb that was. Cherry isn't the brightest girl in Hiddenville, but she is sweet and adorable and the most wonderful person I have met. Unfortunately her timing was a little off.

Phoebe:

Hey Cherry, this isn't a good time to talk. I have a lot going on with Max. He hates me, I have to find a way so that he can forgive me. We talk later kay?

As I sent the message I heard someone knock at the door. I quickly wiped off the tears as I got up and made my way to the door. Before I opened it I wiped off the remaining tears. As I opened the door as I saw Nora standing there with concern eyes holding one of her bows in her hand.

"May I come in?" she asked softly as she looked up. I nodded my head as I wiped off a tear that was forming in my eyes.

She walked into my room to my bed gently placing her body on top of the mattress. I closed the door softly as I took a seat beside her.

"You've been crying?" Nora asked as she looked at me placing one hand on top of my left knee. I just nodded as a tear rolled down from my eyes to my cheeks as I looked into my little sister's eyes. She then took her other hand wiping the new coming tears off my face. A small smile escape from my mouth as Nora smiled at me.

"I'm the older one, I'm supposed to do that to you," I said as I took her hand into mine.

Nora smiled at me as she said. "I may be small but I will always be there for you Phoebe. I'm still your little sister and I love you no matter how small I am. I'm so glad that I have a sister and not just brothers."

My thoughts drifted to Max as Nora mentioned 'brothers'. I couldn't believe Max thinks that I just care about myself. I wish he could see this, how much I mean to Nora. I'm not that bad of a person yet he made me feel like that earlier.

"Nora," I breathed. She then showed me her bow that she was holding in her hand earlier that she placed on the bed.

"This is for you, to show that you mean a lot to me. I saw you crying as you went up the stairs."

A tear escaped from my right eye as I took the bow firmly into my hands. I felt the love creeping up inside me as I looked into my sisters eyes.

"It's beautiful Nora, thank you," I said as I pulled her into a hug. She wrapped her tiny arms around my figure as she hugged me back. Her affection felt so good and it was really what I needed right at that moment. It felt somehow I meant something to someone again.

When Nora pulled back from the hug she looked me straight into my eyes as she said. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

I didn't know whether I wanted to talk about what happened earlier but Nora reassured me by putting one of her small hands on top of mine squeezing them gently.

"It's Max," I blurted out as I didn't know how to begin.

"What about him?" she asked questionably.

I sighed. "He said that I only care about myself and not about him and that I'm always trying to get the most affection around our parents and siblings." I felt tears building up but I managed to hold them back as I continued to explain.

"He was so mad Nora, he almost hit me with a bottle. He hates me…"

Nora interrupted me. "Phoebe, Max loves you, don't ever think he hates you. Maybe he was just in a bad mood."

"I don't think so Nora. He meant every word he said. Maybe he is right, maybe I do care more about myself."

"No you don't. Please don't say that ever again. You were always there for me when I needed you. You care about other people too. Max was just angry and he wasn't thinking straight…"

"But what if he meant all that Nora?" I asked as I cut her off. Nora wanted to say something but she couldn't find the right words. My head bent down a bit not really wanting to think of the possibility that he meant every word.

"Phoebe," she whispered. "I know Max didn't mean it. He loves you."

I bit my lower lip. "Thanks Nora, but I doubt it."

"I'm sure he loves you, we all love you Phoebe," Nora said as I raised my head a little looking into her small innocent eyes.

"You do?"

"You're my sister and I love you the most Phoebe."

"I love you too Phoebe," I heard Billy say as I turned my head realising I didn't actually close the door properly.

"I kinda overheard everything," he admitted as he came into my room fiddling with his hands. Billy looked over to me with sympathetically eyes and then at Nora.

"Nora is right Phoebe, we all love you. I'm sure Max didn't mean it. He was just angry, believe me, I'm a guy, I know these things."

"Thanks guys," I said as I both pulled both of them into a hug. "You are the best siblings."