wow long time no see right? right. I am currently typing this as I do my midterm reviews for school. hopefully yall have missed this story as much as I've missed writing it. if you don't know by now I am very busy so it is hard to update often. but newsflash: I am never going to abandon this this story. yep you read it right:
I AM NEVER GOING TO ABANDON THIS STORY
I'd only stop writing if I died or something which hopefully isn't going to happen for a long, long time. I know I am slow with updating but if you just stick with me I will finish writing this story. and boy do we have long ways to go. I am also currently writing chapter 27. I started it last night and so far I like where it is going. hopefully yall do too!
Max POV
Usually the first thing you should do after being sexually assaulted is inform authorities immediately. After that you should get tested for STD's, HIV's, pregnancy and such. I didn't do any of those. Here's why,
1. Informing authorities would only make matters worse. The Ride family should be keeping a low profile due to the wings. We've been good with avoiding doctors and police until Iggy's eye cancer. None of us could have suspected that because nothing like it had happened before. Luckily no one caught us. At least we think no one caught us.
2. I don't need to get tested for those diseases and to see if I'm pregnant because Roman didn't get to do anything thanks to Fang.
A lot has happened since then. I returned to school so my grades wouldn't fall, Gazzy has been distant from Fang, and I found out that Maggie and B were sisters. Let's just say the whole grade was surprised when it was discovered. Maggie even sits with us at lunch now which pisses off Lissa even more than usual. She was pretty irritated when she saw that. But now winter break has started and we are all thankful for the time away from school.
"What should I get Iggy for the holidays?" Ella asked me.
We were at the mall doing last minute shopping. Christmas was only a couple days away and we had both not gotten presents yet.
You might be thinking, "This is very unrealistic. No one can recover from a situation as traumatizing as that.", but you are wrong. Yes I do have nightmares and am still scared to go out by myself but I had to be strong. That was the only way to get over it. Everyone has their weak moments and everyone has their strong one's. It's up to you to be able to choose which one you want to show.
I looked through the rack of clothes inside the very disorganized Forever 21 until I found what I was searching for. "Here." I handed it to Ella. "Give this to him. He might hate you but I think it's worth the risk."
Ella started laughing as soon as her eyes laid eyes on it. Because she was laughing I started laughing. Soon we were both on the ground with tears about to come out of our eyes.
In her hand was a black shirt with a gray and white cat head on it. The cat was wearing yellow glasses and had red eyes with lasers coming out of it. In the background was the galaxy with a rocket ship. The rocket ship had the Doge Dog and Carly from iCarly sitting in the front.
"You can not get weirder than this." Ella stated once we had calmed down. She put the shirt on her arm with all of the other stuff she was planning to buy.
I was shocked she was actually going to buy it. "Are you seriously buying that?"
Ella started to head to the checkout line. "Yup!"
"Oh boy." I muttered under my breath and followed her to checkout.
As soon as we got home we were greeted with the smell of homemade cookies and a ton of cardboard boxes.
"Max? Ella? Is that you?" Mom called out from the other room. Right after she said that we heard an 'oof', something heavy drop, and glass shattering.
"Yeah Mom! Are you okay?" I shouted out. She didn't say anything.
Ella went upstairs to drop off the presents and I headed over to my mother at the attic.
There I saw her struggling to pull down boxes full of our Christmas decorations. Yes we are very late with decorating but we just haven't had the time. I guess we could have done it after Halloween like everybody else did but it wasn't even December.
"Here let me help you." I offered and took the heavy box from her. "Do you have the Christmas tree down yet?"
Mom climbed back down and wiped the sweat forming on her brow and upper lip. "No not yet. Almost. It's hard to tell which box belongs to which holiday."
"Are Gazzy and Iggy not here to help you?"
She sighed and sat down, exhausted. "No. They went shopping for more Christmas presents with Fang and Nudge."
I was surprised after she had said that. Fang and his family have become so distant from us. During midterms I only saw Fang during class and even after hardly ever. He hadn't texted or called. I would be fine if he would have written a letter. I just really miss my best friend.
"Also," Mom started to add, "I've invited Fang's family over for Christmas. I told them they were welcome to show up anytime during the day."
I smiled with excitement. "Okay cool! Here let me get the tree and you can go sort out the boxes downstairs. It looks like we're getting ready to move or something."
Mom chuckled and headed downstairs. Meanwhile I had to figure out how to get a 10 foot plus tree down the stairs of the attic, down the actual house stairs, and set up downstairs. Lots of stairs and lots of work.
Luckily for me the tree is in 4 parts. The bottom, mid - bottom, mid - top, and the top.
"Max? Where are you?" Ella called out from her bedroom.
"At the attic!" I started to climb up the stairs leading to the dark, cluttered room. "Hey can you come help me? I need to get the Christmas tree down!"
Ella didn't say anything. Instead she walked over and got ready to grab the first tree part.
I huffed and puffed as I lifted the bottom part up. The plastic needles on the tree were irritating my arm as half carried and half pushed down the stairs.
Ella grabbed the metal trunk of the tree and I let go. She was able to set the first of four to the side and got ready to grab the next.
I sighed and continued getting the entire tree down the first set of stairs. Before I knew it I was getting the very top of the tree down when I heard some skitter. All of a sudden a raccoon appeared out of nowhere from behind one of the boxes.
"AHHH!" I screamed, dropped the tree, and ran downstairs.
"What is it?!" Ella asked with concern on her face.
"There's a raccoon up there!" I stated, still surprised.
Just then as if on cue, the raccoon scampered down the stairs and Ella and I screamed. It looked shocked and confused and ran for the actual downstairs where Mom was.
"Uh oh." I said. Ella and I ran downstairs after the wild animal.
Without a paused we both dashed down to where Mom was unpacking the Christmas stuff from the boxes.
"Mom!" "Dr. M!" Ella and I screamed at the same time.
She didn't look up from the box she was rummaging in. "Yes?"
"You didn't happen to see a furry critter scamper down the stairs did you?" I asked sheepishly.
"Oh you mean Total? Yeah I think he came down just a second before y'all did."
"Did you happen to see where "Total" had gone?" Ella insisted.
Mom took her head out of the box and looked around. She popped her neck and wiped the sweat off her dirt and dust covered face. "Over there I think." She pointed toward the back door leading to the backyard.
Ella and I looked at each other and ran to the backdoor to find a very wild raccoon hissing at a very angry Total.
"Oh shit." Ella muttered under her breath. She stretched her arm out over the two animals and grabbed the door handle getting ready to open it. All of a sudden to all of our surprise, right as Ella opened the door, the raccoon jumped up and bit her then dashed away from us.
Ella, being the dramatic drama queen she is collapsed into my arms and I slowly laid her down into my lap. Meanwhile Total went berserk and followed the raccoon outside, yipping and yapping.
"Max..." Ella croaked, clutching her arm where the animal had bit her.
"Ella stop being a drama queen and get up so I can go get Mom." I said. I knew she was just playing around but apparently she wanted to keep character. "Max... am I dying?" Silent tears slid down her face and landed on my legs where her head laid.
I decided to play along as well. "Ella. Shhh. You're fine, you're fine. You aren't going to die. Not on my watch you aren't."
She muffled a giggle. "You don't wear a watch."
I choked back a laugh and put my mouth to her ear and whispered, "Yo mama."
Whatever giggles and laughs Ella was holding back came flying out. I joined in until Ella winced in pain. The realization of her getting bitten by a wild animal came to us. At that moment Mom rushed in at all of the commotion.
"What..." she trailed off when she saw Ella and I. Ella was on my lap with little speckles of blood on her arm. Because neither of us had bothered to close the back door, we could all hear Total barking outside.
"Ella got bit," I stated. "By a raccoon."
As soon as Mom heard that her doctor instincts took over. No longer Mom but "Dr. Martinez", she made Ella get up on the same counter where I had laid when the incident with Roman had occurred.
"How did this happen?" Dr. Martinez asked as she put her gloves on.
As I talked, she went to her medicine cabinet/fridge. "There was a raccoon in the attic when we were pulling the Christmas tree down. It ran downstairs so we ran downstairs." I looked over at Dr. M and saw the size of the needle she was holding. It was quite large. Luckily for us and her own sake, Ella was faced the other way. "We asked you if you had seen it and then you pointed toward the back door."
Dr. M stopped me as I said that. "You were talking about Total, not a raccoon."
Before she could continue I stopped her. "Actually we were referring to the raccoon. Your old eyes must have thought it was Total running by."
"First of all my eyes aren't old and second of all you should finish the story."
"Well I could have been done by now if you didn't interrupt me." Dr. M gave me a face and I returned one right back to her. "Anyways, we went to the back door and saw the raccoon and Total about to get into a brawl so Ella reached over them to open the door. As she did that-"
"the raccoon jumped up and bit me" Ella finished.
I turned back to the doctor and saw the line of needles that Ella was about to get injected into her. Each one was varying sizes of largeness.
Dr. Martinez picked up the first needle. "Ella, sweetie, I'm going to need you to stay still. Max go get a pillow."
"What? Why?" Ella and I both asked.
"Max just go get the pillow." Dr. Martinez commanded.
Confused at first, I walked to the sofa and grabbed the first couch cushion I could find. I returned and handed the pillow to Dr. M, who handed it to Ella.
"Grab onto this and feel free to scream and cry."
I watched in horror as the needle pierced her skin and she screamed. And oh, did she scream.
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QOTC: what is the number 1 thing you want for the holidays (christmas, hanukkah, your birthday if its around this time like mine, etc)
AOTC: honestly I don't really care. I want cool socks and running gear for cross country and track
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