Sorry for the long as hell wait. But you know how it is with school ;/

"I did something bad," I whispered.

"Max, baby. You're scaring me. Please, tell me what happened," his voice was frantic, and the fact that his line was getting hazy wasn't helping any.

"Fang…I did something bad," I repeated.

"Max, where are you?" he asked.

"Bad…." I whispered.

"Max, please." He begged.

I hung up at his tone. It hurt my heart to hear him like that, but I also knew that it hurt him more.

There I go again, hurting people I love.

They'll be better off without me.

Fang's POV:

"Iggy!" I shouted running downstairs.

"Whaaat?" he whined from the couch where he and Ella were curled up.

About a couple months ago, Iggy Ella, Nudge and I moved out of our houses and got an apartment that we all shared. It was close to school, and also close to Max's place.

"Max is in trouble," I said snatching my jacket.

He scoffed and pulled Ella towards his body.

"Another bar fight? Better keep that girl of yours on a leash," he smirked.

Ella saved me the trouble of walking across the room to slap him.

"Ow," he said.

"No, she's in real trouble Iggy." I said sternly.

"You gonna go get her?" Ella asked.

"Yeah," I said ripping the keys off the hook.

"I'm coming," Ella said detangling herself from her future husband.

"Wha- but- Ella!" Iggy protested.

But Ella had already pushed Fang out of the door and they started towards the elevator. Soon, they were joined by a grumbling Iggy.

"Where is she?" Ella asked.

I punched the lobby button and the doors closed painfully slow.

"I don't know. She wouldn't say. She just kept saying 'I did something bad,' "I replied.

"Did you call Mei?" Iggy asked seriously.

"She's not answering," I said frustrated.

The doors dinged open, and I jogged out into the parking lot and into the jeep. Iggy slid in shot gun and Ella was in the back seat.

"Where's Nudge?" I asked needing something to distract me.

"She's with Drew," Iggy said as I started the car.

I shifted the gear into reverse, and we pulled out of the apartment parking lot. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling the leather underneath start to shrivel under my touch. Ella patted my shoulders while Iggy just kept whispering promises to find her.

Ella kept calling Mei, put each time she got the answering machine. When I pulled up into their apartment, I sprinted up the 12 flights of stairs to their room. I know, I should have waited for the elevators, but it was taking so long!

Their door was closed and locked, but I had the spare key Max had lent me and practically ran through the door. As soon as I stepped foot into the half empty living room, my knees gave way and I couldn't focus on anything, except the puddle of crimson blood on the floor.

Max's POV-

Why do I keep hurting people?

Is there something wrong with me?

Of course there is. I'm just a waste of space. Nothing not needed.

Mei doesn't need me; she thinks I'm a monster. She'll do better without me.

Everyone will do better without me.

"Then why don't you go and get rid of yourself if you want people to be happier?" a snide voice asked.

I whirled around in my tracks and did a quick 360, but no one was there. It was dead quiet and the streets behind me were empty.

I looked above at the sky to see the cloud covered moon. Besides the street lights above my head, it was completely dark.

Hobos sat in front of the shops, dumpster diving and curling up by the fires they burned using small tin cans.

Was I imagining that voice? Was it my conscience? Probably.

But it was right none the less, what was the point of going on if my sister didn't want me here?

Mei's POV-

Tears were pouring out of my eyes as I took Akila's dead body and placed it in the back of the car. Stumbling with the car door, I finally got it open and slipped into the front seat, turning the ignition. I looked down at my hands which were covered with Akila's blood.

Shaking my head furiously, I pulled out of the parking lot and slowly drove off towards the dog pound. What was I going to say when I got there? 'Hey my psychotic sister killed our dog…here you go'

A small part of me cursed myself for even thinking of Max like that, but after witnessing her murdering our dog, those thoughts vanished.

'But it's not like you haven't killed the innocent either," the logical part of me argued.

No. Don't get guilty. You can't get guilty now, not after all those things that were said.

"You want to see heartless?" her voice rang

"You want to see a monster?"

Was it my fault for provoking her that way? I don't even know what I was thinking when I called her that name. It was cruel, even for someone like me.

All that was going on through my mind, was to break her. I wanted to break her spirits, her pride, her stubbornness, because I knew that's what she treasured most.

We all do crazy things when we're angry, and my demons were different from Max's. And even then when she was in the middle of her rampage, you could evidently see the hurt in her eyes.

I killed my best friend.

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