MaxPOV
I sat on the cold, tile floor of the corridor. Tears seemed to stream down my face, but I juat sat watching the door in shock. Did that just happen? It took a while for it all to sink in.
When it did, I sobbed non-stop into Angels shoulder. She rubbed my back soothingly. Zack stood awkwardly in front of me. He said he felt awful about the whole thing, but I tried to explain it was my fault, I didn't tell Fang anything. Fang. A new flow of teard fell. Snot started to run out of my nose and I felt my make-up start to drip. Great.
"Max, we have to get you home," I heard Angel say. I nodded stiffly, starting to get up.
She must have called Mum, because next thing I knew, I was sitting in the passenger seat of my her van.
Mum didn't ask what was wrong, thankfully. I didn't want to relive that nights events. It was too horrible to retell.
I cried myself to sleep that night.
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That Saturday I spent in my room, crying or not responding to anything at all. Mum brought up my food, not that I ate it. I didn't see Ella at all.
Band practice was today, but I wasn't going. No one from the band had called to see if I was alright, after I had disappeared last night. At first I had wondered why, but I realized, the band were friends with Fang before they were with me. If they were on anyones side, it was his. I was now alone again.
I sat on the end of my bed, staring at the unfinished homework that was due Monday. I wasn't planning to start it anytime soon.
I sighed, turning and crawling back under the sheets. My pillow case was crusted with dried tears. How depressing.
"Max, you have a visiter," I heard Mum's voice yell from down stairs. I groaned in response.
I listened to her talk to the person, and heard footsteps climb the stairs. When I noticed my door creak open, I rolled over to see who it was.
Angel wore old, blue skinny jeans and an old band shirt. Her blue hair was tied back in a messy ponytail. She wore dark blue sneakers on her feet.
She gave a small wave, "Hey, Max,"
I couldn't look at her, a new flow of tears came. I sniffed as she gave a look of concern. She came over and cradled me in her arms. "It's ok, it's fine. All will be better, I promise,"
"H-h-h-he's, gone, Ange! T-they'r-r-re a-all gone."
She nodded, rocking me back and forth. She made soothing sounds, making me drift off to sleep.
FangPOV
It took a lot of self-motivation to get out of bed Saturday. Every joint in my body ached, my heart included. Band practiced was today, but I didn't want to face the band. I didn't tell them where I went, so they would have been stuck with songs that I still had to perform. Iggy would be so mad.
The morning went past in a blur and before I knew it, I was walking through the cafes doors, though my protests. I wasn't listening to myself, if that made sense... It was the same cafe that Max had first collapsed. Max. It was all gone, after last night, I knew we didn't have a chance now. She didn't trust me.
"Fang! Where in God's name have you been?"
"Dude, what happened to you last night?"
"Have you seen Max?"
"Mate, you look a mess,"
The only one silent was Ella. I looked over to her, ignoring everyone else, to see her smirking in my direction. I still didn't know how to feel about Max's sister. She was a tough nut to crack.
The band continued to harass me with questions, but I just kept walking towards the stage.
When they realized what I was doing, they stopped, pausing at the bottom of the stage before shrugging to each other and taking their seats.
Except Iggy. He kept eye contact with me, standing still. I leant forwad, motioning him to do the same.
"Help me out here." He gave me a look. "Please?"
Iggy sighed, looking defeated, I thought he might know what happened last night, Max not being here and I being in such a glum mood.
He climbed up on stage and sat behind the keybourd that was set up, while I grabbed a guitar and stool, setting it infront of the mic.
I didn't bother talking before the performance, not many people were in the cafe and I wasn't bothered anyway. I took a breathe, and started to sing. I felt everyone's eyes on me.
"Her cheeks were red and cold
and i held her hand in mine
she squeezed it tight and i felt the warmth
escape my bones inside
we saw a storm from far away
and we laughed as it wandered by
then it turned around to hunt us down
so we ran away to hide and she said
love don't leave me now
love don't leave me now
her heart was beating fast
and i hoped that we could stay
in our hiding place where it was warm
and cold could not invade
we laughed aloud and talked of things
that happened yesterday
but the storm could hear our voices clear
so it came on its way and she said
love don't leave me now
love don't leave me now
well lives in love wont last
if they wont face the day
will you answer this she said
and i hoped it was just a game
but i saw her skin change before me
and cold became her face
so i took my hand from hers
and began to walk away
love don't leave me now
love don't leave me now
love don't leave me now
love don't leave me now."
Every one in the room seemed to exale a breathe they were holding. Before anyone could ask anything about last night or Max, I dumped the guitar and jogged out of the cafe. No one saw the few tears slide down my cheeks.
MaxPOV
I woke up later to find the room dark. The curtains were drawn and I was under my sheets. I looked around my messy room to find a sleeping Angel slumped in a chair. She stayed here? Looking at the time, it was past 10 at night. She must have waited with me. My only comfort. This would bring our friendship closer. I sent a silent thankyou to Angel and quietly tiptoed my way past her.
I went to the kitchen, making myself a sandwhich but not really paying attention. My eyes, cheeks, nose was crusted with dry tears and snot. I felt my hair as a matted nest were wild animals would live. I sighed, taking a bite. Mmm, peanut butter.
I suddenly had an inspiration. In the back of my mind, words were forming together in a way that I have never experienced before. I dropped the bread and went to find paper and pen. I started to write.