Oh so short.

I made the fb page I was telling you about! The link is in my profile.

Not much going on here, just a lot of explaining and a tid bit of arguing. And Fax, if you squint.

Max's POV

"...Care to tell me?" Fang asked as my sobbing got quieter.

No. I didn't really. Yet, at the same time, I did. I never told anyone before, so I was kind of scared.

Yet I nodded. I don't know why, I wasn't even that consious of it. Fang lead me to the waiting bench that was built into the wall, and I sat down next to him. He had his arm around my shoulders. I fidgeted with my towled, making sure it covered up most of my scars.

"umm..my dad died a long time ago..I think when I was thirteen. Then my mother re-married. But she died, also...my step father n-never liked me that much, but he kept it hidden from my mom.

"Well...sh-she died, and that was when he started..."I paused, pretty sure he knew the idea.

"You're not sexually abused, are you?" He asked with concern in his voice and eyes.

I shook my head. "No, not at all. He'd probably be dead if I was." I smirked, but my heart wasn't in it.

"Max..." He said. My smirked faded, and I looked at him (more like 'up'. He was a good few inches taller then me). "..Why haven't you done something?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why didn't you call the cops? Or tell a teacher?" He said. He almost sounded angrey.

"'Cause I can take care of myself." I replided, matching his tone.

"I'm not doubting that, I'm asking why you allow him-"

"Allow him?" I said, my voice sounding a little bit louder. "You think I want this to happen to me?"

"No-ugh, that came out wrong."

"Damn right it did."

"Okay...why haven't you told someone yet?"

I shifted my eyes away, and said, my voice stronger then before, "'Cause he'll kill me. If I call the cops, he'll find away to break out and find me. If I ran away, he'll find me. I'm trapped, Fang." I put a little bit more force in my voice then I meant too. "And if that's not enough, he'll most likely hurt you, And Riv, and Iggy-"

"Max, at this point, I really don't care about anyone else."

That made me blush...just a little bit. "...Just promise me you won't tell anyone? Please?" I pleaded.

Wow. Maximum Ride is begging? Well, in this case, yes...just don't tell anyone.

"...I think Riv and Iggy have the right to know." He said.

"Okay...they can know, but they have to promise not to tell anyone. Do you promise me?"

He hesitated. It was quiet for a while, before he uttered a "Yes."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "Thanks," I muttered. I leaned over, and kissed his cheek.

We were sitting in Fang living room. His mother was at a meating with her editor, and Angel was at a friends house. It was around 6 O'clock. I just told everyone my..home situation.

Riv was wuiet through the whole thing, staring at a point on the floor, her eyes hard. Her blonde hair looked brown when it was wet, and was sticking her her face and making her shoulders wet.

Iggy was sober from his usual goof personality, but his feeling was more open then Riv's was. Her face was hard, but un-readable.

"Why don't you just live with me?" she asked studdenly. "You met my parents, and they like you. If we make something up, then-"

"What, and not call the police on my step-dad?" I said. "Riv, if I just left, he'll find me. And you."

"Pfft. Let him come." She said harshly. "Not only is my dad, brother, and mother kick-ass, I have a few moves that I want to try out." She started to ramble quietly to herself. "Kick his ass nine ways to Sunday if he tried to brake into my house, threatening my family's life. he'll have his own life to worry about, tell you what." She got up, and walked into the kitchen (which was connected by an open space on the wall, so we could see her). She got out a glass cup, and slammed it down on the counter, still muttering to herself. "And tries to hurt Max, well he'll have a lot more hurting, places I don't wan tot mention for the sake of my sanity..."

And she just kind of rambled on as she poured herself some orange juice.

I turned to Iggy. "Do you promise?"

"..That's kind of hard to promise." He said. He sighed "But, I guess I do."

"Thank you,"

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