i was writing this at 2:00 am, so please excuse the type-os.

Riv's POV

"And, like, she just totaly stoled him away from me! We were best friends! And she just, totally made him break up with me? What kind of person does that?" Said Riv's "cilent", Milissa. Milissa was sobbing into a tissue and telling Riv the events that took place...12 hours ago.

Riv, being the school consoler (she calls herself a therapist), pateintly waited untill the brunnette was done with her story.

"So, you boke up with you because he said he wanted to go out with your friend." Riv recaped camly.

"Yeah. I just know that she made him!" Milissa repeated.

"Yeah, you said that before." Riv said. "Now, do you have any proof that she forced him to break up with you?"

This caught the teenager off gaurd. She stuttered. "W-well...she's a-always been jealous of me. It got worse when we were in middle school, when she started to like boys."

"Hmm...Well, did it ever occured to you that he actually wanted to go with her and not with you any more?" Riv asked, trying to keep from laughing.

"But why? W-w-we're meant to be together forever!"

Riv decided to get to the point. Obviously talking camly to her won't work. "Okay, that's bull crap, hun." Riv said. The girl jerked her head up, shocked. "You're, what? Fouteen? Fifteen? You have your whole life ahead of you. If he left you for someone else, then he's obviously not the one. Sure, it'll be sad for a few days or weeks. You're allowed to cry at this time. But your friend didn't steal him. He came to her. You know why? 'Cause boys are stupid. They do stupid things and they're indecisive. They're going to be like that for a long time. What you should do is find a boy who won't hurt you, don't get preggers, and hope for the best." Riv said sternly.

Milissa gaped for a bit, untill nodding in understandment. "You're right!" She said, studdenly with more power in her voice. "It is his fault."

Riv nodded. "Yep. Now, go home. Eat some chocolate and cry into a stuff animal."

"I'm allergic to chocolate."

"Ice cream, then."

"...Okay. thank you so much Jordan!" Milissa yelled, throwing her arms around Riv's neck. Riv was about to make a choking sound, but remembered that it would be considered rude. If she wanted to keep this job, she has to be nice. So she patted her on the back.

The girl ran off, leaving Riv in her office. Her shift wasn't quiet over, but Milissa was her last clilent. so Riv stayed behind, not wanting to go home. She had to many thoughts in her mind, all of which conserned Max. She couldn't leave her friend out in the horrible house. who knows what could me happening. She could being beaten right now. And where was Riv? Sitting at her desk, hopeless and unhelpful.

There were a few things that made Riv murderous. Those were 1) Molesters 2)Any type of abuser. So just leaving her firend alone with one of those few, almost made Riv hate herself.

Max's POV

Another hit, another kick.

I was curled up on the floor, in a hopless heap while getting kicked repeatly. He was worse this time. He was at work, and he didn't do so good. So My guess was he got drunk and high at the same time. (Yeah..not sure if that's possible)

That can't be healthy.

Another profanity, another aim.

Tears of pain ran down my face, unable to be stopped. The pain was non-stop, but I wasn't focusing to much on the pain. My mind was set on when this would end, and he will go away and leave me in peace...

A girl can dream, right?

Little girl terrified

She'd leave her room if only bruises would heal...

The light from the moon was the only thing making this dark room just a little bit brighter. Enough light to see the rage and sickening delight in his face. Just seeing his face, seeing the vein on his forhead and his manic expression made me want to be sick. I hated him...I hated him so much...So why can't I fight back?

Every day's the sam
She fights to find her way
She hurts, she breaks, she hides, and tries to pray...

I was shoved up against the wall, laying on my side. My arms covered my head and my knees were pulled up to my chest. I felt someone jerked my head upward.

"By the way," Spat a voice I loathed so much. "Happy Birthday."

Fang's POV

"What happened to him?" Yelled Fang's mother hysterically into the phone. Fang and Angel stopped what they were doing, and stared at their mother. Her dark brown hair was in her olive toned skin, and her blue eyes were wide in shock. Her mouth was gaping, threatening to let out a cry.

"...I s-see." She said, her eyes becoming wet. "Is it serious...? How serious? I want to know. Tell me!"

Fang kept his face impassive, but his mother's frightened voice conserned and worried him. He could also see it on Angel's face that she was scared and destressed. He walked over to her, and kneeled down next to her, his eyes still on the woman in their living room.

"I-I'm sorry." She said in a much quieter, shakier voice. "How long would it be detained...wait, I don't think that's the right word...you know what I m-mean...Oh...okay... yes, t-thank you."

"Mommy?" Angel asked in a quiet voice as her mother set down the phone. She didn't answer, just hid her face in her hands and begun to cry. "Mommy, are you 'kay?"

"M...Mommy's fine, angel. Just, g-go to your room...now."

Angel nodded, and ran upstairs.

When Angel was out of sight, Fang spoke up. "What is it?"

His mother lifted her face, which was wet with tears and red. "Fang..your f-father was hurt..." She let out a sob.

Fang's breath stopped in his throat, and his eyes got slightly wider. Before he allowed himself to become to over-come with fear, he wanted to make sure he was all the details. "How bad is it?"

She shook her head. "I-I don't know. They just told me he's in critical condition...Fang, what if he doesn't make it? I already feel like a single parent, and I don't think I could stay this way forever..."

Fang didn't know if it was his father's condition, or anything else that made him feel anger he hasn't felt since..a long time. Max's abusive father, his father deployment and being harmed, that fact that he and his neighbor practically raised Angel while his mother was typing away...all of those things combined made him snap.

"Shut up." Fang said in a quiet but firm voice.

"What did you say?" His mother's voice studdenly got more stern and angery.

"You don't know what you're talking about. You didn't raise her as a single parent. You were barely there. When angel wasn't with her friends, she was with me. I don't remember her being with you or you taking a freaking break just to be with you're four-year-old."

"Nick, I will not be taking that tone of voice!" she said, raising her voice.

"You're angery because you know I'm right-"

"Ni-"

"You were never there. I had to help raise her-"

"You're in no position to talk. You have your friends over all the time-"

"You know why? Because I didn't want to leave her alone. She's young, I don't want her to see something on T.V that would mess her up completely. Or get into something and end up in the hospital-"

"She wasn't alone!"

"Forget it." Fang said, turning around and heading for the door.

"Fang-" his mother started, but he was already out the door.

ANGST!ANGST!ANGST!

A rather dramatic chapter. wha td you think about Fang storming out? Do you think his mom's right, or is Fang right? Do you think Max will be okay? How about Riv's studden emo-ness (not using it as an insult...check out my fb page, and you'll see why I had to put that there)? What do yu think Riv will do?

The italics and underlined words in the Max POV part were lyrics to Britt Nicoles song When She Cries (which I don't own).

Yes, I'm aware that there are a lot of type-os. No need to remind me.

Please reveiw? *Bambi Eyes*