Chapter 2 for this story. Sorry it's taking awhile. I made the story's, but my timing of posting them is off. I'm a full time babysitter now, but I can't complain. It's $200 for two weeks. Anyways, here you are.

After the concert, my mom came up and gave us all a cheers. Iggy and his band came up to chat. "Hey mom. What's happening?" My mom slapped his shoulder. "Calling me mom and dating my daughter isn't right. You know better." She grinned and hugged him. "Oh, you know I miss you." She opened her arms for Gazzy too. She pulled away and looked Fang up and down.

"So your the new guy of Iggy's band. I watched you on stage. Your really good, Iggy had good thoughts on letting you join. Your pretty good." He shrugged his shoulders. "I'm ok, I guess. My name is Fang Walker." He looked to my band, Oh but I swear he mostly looked at me. "They are good too. Maybe better." I cocked a eyebrow "Maybe better? Wanna see who's better? Come on emo boy, I'm all in for a standoff." He smirked, care to stop smirking? Not sure if you pull it off yet. But he actually did.

"Im complementing you." "Just give up. Nothing gets by Max. She can tell you just asked for a standoff." Iggy wrapped a arm around Ella's shoulders. "So you can read my hint, huh?" "I can see right through your soul." I poked his chest. He raised his hand to the spot I poked like he was hurt. "You can see through me? I feel violated." Ok, pretty much everyone laughed at that. Except for me. "Thats not what I meant emo boy." He raised his eyes. "Emo boy? I'm not emo. I just like black." No, something is wrong. He has bracelets that cover his wrist, and he looked a little defending when I said that. He probably is emo.

Feeling awkward, I changed the subject. "Wanna go to Jam and see who's better tonight?" Mom clapped her hands. "I say yes. I'll pick up dinner and we can all get down to it at home. How does that sound?" We all agreed. Mom smiled and looked at Fang. "So are you here alone? Or is your family here." "Im actually renting a motel room at the moment. I'll find a permanent place to stay at soon." Mom frowned. "Your to young. As a adult, I think it would be best if you stay with us. We have a room you can stay in. But I will be needing your help with dinner and cleaning up after."

Fang shrugged. "Um...ok. I guess that's better. Thank you." Mom smiled. "Ok, well why don't we start heading home. Max, your ok with riding in the back with Fang, right?" My mouth was hung open. My mom just let a stranger in our home and now she just asked me to sit in the backseat with him? Oh boy. This will be fun.

After dinner, we went to Jam. Jam is our back house in the backyard. It's pretty big. Not barging, but it's cool. Black walls with posters everywhere. From Asking Alexandra, to Imagine Dragons. And Linkin Park to Paramore. Red Hot Chili Peppers to Woe is me. We have two couches and 3 beanbags. A T.V, a fishtank, and a mini frige.

Mom sat down and got in waiting position. Fang was up first. He looked to me and pointed out. "This song is to my Ex. ." He winked at me followed by a smirk. I blushed lightly

~ Forgetting the color Black

Enough, quite wasting my time.

Its followed by a rhyme,

I'm in love with the sun,

It's my time to run...

Black like your heart,

Stabbed a bullseye with a dart.

Taking my tie off

I'm starting to glow,

You look good in Black,

Perfect for your little show.

It's dark and cold outside

Why are you here?

It's dangerous at night.

I'm forgetting the color Black,

Because it's all my eyes can see.

I don't mind it, but I'm doomed

To forever be reminded of you.

I'm lost in my mind,

My heart is hidden.

Its for someone else to find,

But you say "good ridden.".

I'm forgetting the color Black,

It's hard to see.

I wish you would come back.

Its me who is clingy.

I'll stop and command my army to go agents you.

They will fight, and I will too.

I'm forgetting you.

It's a blessing, yet a death penalty.

I hate your dark shadow, it's haunting me.

I will sink in your darkness. Maybe someone will rescue me.

I'll lose you forever, but I'm fine with that.

Besides, it's better to play with a bird rather than a wicked bat.

I'm forgetting the color Black!

Wow. I'm so surprised. I knew he was good, but never like this. He looked at my shocked face and smirked. "Surprised, Max?" Iggy said patting my head. I turned around and glared at him. He smiled and said "Its the dude's lucky pick." He Nodded to the pick Fang held in his hand. "Well Max, you know what Pink Floyd said. "We're all just a brick in the wall."Fang said putting his guitar up . Nicely played. I raised a brow. "Your right. He also said " We don't need no education.". Well I'm the dark side of the moon in this story." I got up and walked to the front. Fang looked a little bit taken aback, but I fixed that. "I don't need a lucky pick like somebody." I grabbed my guitar and played a small part from the beginning of "Brick in the Wall." He smirked. "Nice, now let's hear your song." He sat and looked at me. "With pleasure." I shot back.

~ Free to die

I'm not a slave to life.

I'm free to die,

I'll end it with a knife.

Hurry up and come to claim me!

I'm waiting for you, Death.

Free is all I wanna be.

I'm begging you with my last breath.

I'm not your love, not your wife.

I'm just ready to die,

Forgiving my face is a lie.

I know I'm not worth living.

I'm proud of it though.

It's kind of hard to say goodbye,

But it's better.

Better than saying hi.

I've been looking for a reason to leave.

It seems I'm wasting the air that I breathe.

I'll just stay with my self tonight.

I'm to weak,

To weak to fight.

To weak to smile and say...

"I love my life."

I'm free to die!

Free to die!

Freedom is mine!

~Solo

Don't mind as I'm ready to Die!

If this is life, I don't want to live!

So hang me in front of my sin!

Never mind, I'll do suicide.

Don't forget my last wish, how could

you forget, it's to have my freedom

and be free to die.

I should have that right.

I was breathing hard and sweating. I with out picks all the time, but lately it's been strange. I've been having spasms in my right arm and I also have become a hemaophilic. I wiped myself on my right wrist while tightening the strings for my guitar. Blood pored from my tiny slash. It bled for three days, but I kept it a secret from my mom and everyone else.

"Max dear? Your hand is trembling." My mom had concern in her eyes. I smiled and placed my hand on my waist to make it seem fine. "Im just tired is all. So how did I do?" "Amazing. I didn't expect that from you. I have to say...Maximum has won the challenge." Maximum? Oh hell no. "Yes, I have won the challenge. Nice try Fangless." He smirked. I began feeling my hand shake. I have to make up a excuse to leave quickly. "Uuhmm, I need to go check the laundry." I walked out quickly and headed inside.

I went to the kitchen and placed my hand on the counter. It was shaking bad. I ran to the medical cabinet and fount some pills that were for dogs. It was to stop tiny spasms. I took two and began breathing slowly. I wiped my forehead and went upstairs. I saw the blue door next to my room. I opened it up and looked around. This was Ari's old room.

Blue walls with army tank pictures taped like a 6 year old did it. Messy Lego's all over the room. Unmade bed.

I looked at the bed side table and picked up the picture of my real family. Little me was holding a stuffed bunny in my hand. I named my stuffed rabbit Muriel. Like the old lady from Courage the cowardly dog. Ari was in the arms of my father. Jeb. I didn't miss my dad that much. He always drank till he passed out on the couch. He never did anything bad till he drove drunk once. My mom was holding me in her arms. She and Ari was the ones I miss the most. Mom...Ari...

I put the picture down and went to my room. It was nice I guess. I had white walls and a black ceiling. The black of the ceiling looked like it was dripping down the walls. My bed was a bunk bed, but without the top. I had a little spot where I put my speakers at the top which were connected to my laptop. Which plays music all the time.

I flopped on my bed and fell asleep.

Fang's POV:

Max surprised me with her song. It was so deep and yet truthful. However, she could have fount out about my scars. Calling me emo boy was starting to freak me out. I do cut myself. It not because I am scared. Not because I'm unsatisfied with my life. All though I do hate it.

Max seemed really shaky after playing. I should check on her. "Miss Valencia? Can I us the bathroom?" She smiled her motherly smile "Yes, ask Max were it is. She should be inside." I thanked her and went left. I saw Max in the kitchen window. She looked worried. She had her hand on the counter. It was shaking badly.

She left and came back with a kit that looked like it was for animals. She pulled out a bottle and took two pills before putting it back. As soon as she left I went inside and looked around for her. I fount a bedroom that had a sign that said "Max's room. Keep out or suffer my tiny raft!" Not listening to her sign, I walked in to see her passed out on her bed.

Without thinking what if she's sick, I left her room. I went to the bathroom and washed my hands. I splashed some water on my face and sighed. This was going to be a long adventure.

Later on that night, I was told to sleep in the extra bedroom till I got moved in. I pulled out my song book and began writing down what ever felt right at the moment.

~Just meeting you

Who said you can walk in to my life,

It been shity, but you seem real nice.

I wanna be close to you,

Even though I never knew you.

(Meeting you!)

I'm just meeting you.

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.

That's what people say,

Well baby your my first aid.

I had a dream about you and me,

Will you dream the same? Or is it

Just not meant to be.

I'm just meeting you.

Please say you'll never change,

My heart has never felt so alive,

a little bit of thunder and lightning,

One look and I'm revived.

Your eyes are mirrors,

it reflects myself and my fears.

Please say you'll wipe away my tears

And be the one who will stay with me for years.

It's hard to find the one you love,

Two hands two hearts and two doves.

I wanna be with you,

Stay beside you,

And make you mine.

I'm just meeting you.

Maybe we will live forever

Stay together,

Go wherever.

Love is like a drug,

One hit and baby I'm addicted.

One plus two equals me and you.

Well baby I'm just meeting you.

It's a working progress. I put my note book up and went to sleep.

I sitting in the dinning room in the middle of the night. Food was on the table untouched. "Mama, father should be here soon right?" My mother looked to me and sighed. "Yes, he should. I wonder what's taking him so long this time!" I looked down at my cold chicken fingers. No way am I eating this. I hopped up and said "Mom? I'm going to bed. I don't want to stay up late again tonight." She narrowed her eyes. "Fine. I'll just wait for your father alone." I walked to my bedroom and laid down.

Father always comes home late. It's been driving mom insane. She yells at me just because I look like him. It's not my fault is it? Not ten minutes later, mom came in with tears in her eyes. "He's not coming! This is your fault! If you were never born, he would still love me! I hate you! I wish I never had you!"

Ever since that night, I've hated myself for looking like My father. My mom hated me, my father disowned me, nobody cared about me. I did cut my own skin. However, they may have caused the damage, but they aren't worth cutting over. It's something else. Somethin that keeps me hopeful. I'll rid of the monsters and demons in my head.

Max's POV:

Ari and I waited outside the hospital room for father to come out. Mom had been sick for days. So papa took her to the doctor. They told us that mom had a gallbladder infection. Her skin is yellow and her eyes are yellow. Mommy doesn't look to good. Ari threw his toy car across the room.

"Ari! Go pick that up now." He stuck out his tongue "Make me! Your not my Mom!" I threw my stuffed rabbit at his head. "I'll tell mommy your being bad! Then she won't be happy." He grunted. "Kids..." our father came out of the room and closed the door. "We're leaving. Get your things now." We picked up our stuff and got in the car. "Daddy, how is mommy?" I asked He didn't answer.

"I'm sure she's fine. Right dad?" Ari looked up from his toy. Still nothing. We stopped at dad's favorite store. He came out with the same thing he always did. Alcohol and cigarettes. "Ari, close your eyes." I whispered. We both covered our eyes and waited till we started swerving. "Ahh! Daddy your going to fast!" I yelled. He ignored me and kept driving.

"Dad! Your scaring me and Max!" He stopped the car and reached into his glove box. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at us. "Shut up! Get out of the car and walk with me." We did as told and followed dad to the forest by the highway. He lined us up agents a tree. "Ari...Your the man of the house aren't you? Then you first."

I cried and yelled "No daddy! Please stop!" Ari hugged me before walking in front of the gun. He had tears in his eyes. He looked up at me and said "Stay strong sissy." And with that...He was gone forever. Dad looked at me and shook with horror. "Max... you look like your mother..." He took the gun and pointed it at me. Before he could shoot, a bullet went through his head.

"You all right little miss?" A cop in uniform came and swooped me up. "It's alright. I stopped the bad man. It'll be fine." And after that day, I was put up for adoption. Miss Martinez and her daughter adopted me. Ella was my age. Since they didn't have that much money we just moved into our old house. As long as Ari's room was never charged. Life slowly became better for me.

Lissa's POV:

I'm sick of it! Dylan has been making me seem like a ass for the longest time. I don't want to be mean to Max anymore. I just didn't want to be left behind anymore. Both J.J and Bridget are smart girls who want to be popular. Dylan just wanted to get back at Max for rejecting him. And Me?

Me and Max use to be best friends till she began hanging out with that stupid Nudge. It's her fault we won't be able to be friendly anymore. Well I want Max and I to be friends again. No matter what. I will stop at nothing.