Two

I stood there by my family's graveside.

I felt numb. Like nobody understood the pain I was going through. All I could do was sit and stare at my life crumbling at my feet.

Everything was going terribly wrong. My life was in shambles. I wished I could scream to the world telling them that life was a miserable wreck and they couldn't look forward to tomorrow.

After Jason told me that both my sister and father were dead I went to live with the chief of police until my step-mother, Victoria, could come and get me to bring me to New York to live with them. When she did come she demanded that my father's will to be read to see what she should take with her from my house.

That was just it though my father had left everything in his name to be given to me and Ella. When my step-mother heard this she was in outrage, I could tell but she did not show it.

"Are you sure that is what it says?" she said with her southern accent showing.

"Yes ma'am it says that everything will be left in his daughters hands. Seeing as he only has one daughter left everything will go to Maximum when she becomes of age."

Seeing no hope at the moment of getting my father's money, she told the agent he could go. I sat numbly on the couch across from Victoria and Lissa. They were both staring at me like I was the biggest bother of their lives, and most likely I was. Lissa turned to her mom.

"Mother! What in the world are we going to do with this bitch! I had to come all the way down here basically just to miss my Wildfire concert! I was going to FINALLY meet Nick Walker! Then this freaks father had to croak."

"Don't worry doll," she said hugging Lissa, "You will meet Nickolas. I will make it happen." she did the whole duck face thing to represent that she was upset for her daughter but it only made her look worse.

"But HOW mom he is only going to be in New York for a few more months until he has to hold the talent concert! He'll be looking for someone who CAN sing! I sing like fingernails being dragged down a chalk board."

I saw my stepmother's eyes light up as she looked at me a smile crossing her face.

"Well," she said with a sigh, "I know someone who can."

I skipped the after party and went straight home and up to my room. I knew Lissa and Victoria would be at that party for a while trying to gain reputation with the few rich people that actually showed up.

I picked up my electric guitar and started strumming different chords. I put them together and started composing a song to illustrate my pain. Whenever something happened, happy or sad, I would compose a song to calm myself. I started to put words together and started to cry again. I put the guitar down next to my bed and sobbed my heart out into my pillow until my throat was dry.

I would be leaving tomorrow for New York with the devil and the devil's daughter. I thought that I should start packing some of my clothes. When I opened my closet I saw that the whole thing was in ruin. All of the clothes that Ella would get me at the mall were in shreds. All my normal clothes were untouched and I could tell that Lissa did it. I went to Ella closet to see if the same fate fell upon her clothes. All I found was an empty closet with boxes in her room. I walked back and packed my clothes, and all my pictures of my family, into boxes.

When I was done I flopped onto my bed and laid their until I fell asleep well into the night.

Hey guys!

Sorry for the short chapter I needed to transition between Max in Vermont and New York.
If you want me to add anything to it go ahead and PM me or Review (either works).
I will probably rewrite this chapter anyway because I wrote it while in the middle of school...
Please R&R I don't want to keep on going thinking that my story sucks.

Fly on,
FangaKat