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-Chapter 13 : The truth of the supermodel-

Friday.

Freedom.

A time to think about parties, getting drunk, dance, or think about secrets that threatens friendships and relationships.

I realized that I had to spill my secret in the safest way possible. I would pick my friends one by one, telling them, soothing them, apologizing to them about my secret. It sounded easy enough. The only obstacle was my boyfriend, Fang.

'You're just like Maia and Maya.' Dream Fang had said in my nightmare. He also said those names when that freaking taco truck had almost killed both of us.

If I could just find out who these two people were, I could figure out why Fang hated Double M and fix it! The plan was perfect yet I also knew it would take some time to get the information I needed. Also, there was another hindrance. How could I get information on the two if Fang didn't even want to remember them?

He had tried to strangle Iggy once because of them.

Who else could help me with this situation?

Not Fang, of course. I wouldn't want to be killed by my own boyfriend. I could see my stone with the lines 'Beloved daughter and supermodel to a lost father and a money-crazed mother. Was killed by her own boyfriend. How messed up is that?'

Father.

Dad would know what to do in times like these. I could literally sense his hand ruffling up my hair and saying, "Kiddo, if I know anything about people, it's that even the deepest secrets are known to the ones close to you. And if there not, you can always try family! Families rule!"

I chuckled as that thought ran through my mind.

People close to you? Couldn't risk asking them without Fang popping up out of nowhere and start to strangle them.

Family? It could be possible. I had met his dad, Mr. Masters.

I clapped my hands once as the light bulb on top of my head shined. Mr. Masters!

"Honestly, I'm surprised you actually found me at my own house. You must have known that my son and I… don't actually live together anymore." Mr. Masters said while pouring tea. I shrugged and replied that Fang had once mentioned this house to me.

Total lie.

I actually had one of my assistants (her name is Karen) search him up. If you're wondering, yes, I do have an assistant. She just gets me on time to shoots and remembers to give me tea every time I'm done shooting.

It was Saturday and currently, there was no shoots.

"So, what brings this lovely lady at my house?" Mr. Masters joked and I nodded, determined to get this over with.

"What does the names Maia and Maya mean to you?" I asked boldly and Mr. Masters stiffed visibly.

"How do you know them?" He asked back.

"When we were at the hospital, after your aloof sentence about Fang not taking a truck for anybody, I asked him and he said those names. What did he mean?" Mr. Masters scratched the back of his head, thinking about what he would say to me. He finally sighed and urged me to drink the tea.

"Well, I'm not sure I should talk about Maya. That's something Fang should say. It's not my secret to tell. As for Maia, well… She is, or well, was, my wife. Who was a supermodel." My jaw dropped as my eyes grew wide.

Fang's mom… A supermodel?

"Only a week before prom!" Nudge chattered excitedly with Ella and Angel while we were all walking towards our Monday's first class. I was nodding blankly. I didn't care about the freaking prom. I had something else on my mind.

"So, Fang's mom, my Fang," Mr. Masters raised his eyebrow and I mentally face-palmed. Right. He still didn't know that we started to date.

"I'm dating Fang now." I said, as if that covered everything. His eyes grew wide for a moment before breaking out into a grin.

"I knew he would get over it! I just knew it! Tell Fang that I congratulate him. Finally he's gone back into the game! Finally!" He chanted and I waited until he was done.

"Oh, right, sorry." He finally said, glancing at my face expression.

"So, as I was saying, Fang's mom was a supermodel? You're married to a supermodel?"

"Was. Things didn't work out too well. We are now divorced for," Mr. Masters eyes grew sadder by the minute, "7 years now."

"What happened?" I knew it was personal but I needed to know. I needed the information so badly.

Mr. Masters stared at me for a while before succumbing to my bambi eyes. I know, I'm awesome at doing my own weakness.

"The thing is she was having an affair for more than 10 years."

"MAX! EARTH TO MAX! HOUSTON, WE HAVE A PROBLEM!" Iggy's incessant screaming snapped me back into reality.

"IGGY! STOPP YELLING RIGHT NEXT TO MY EAR! IT'S STILL SORE!" I yelled back and Iggy chuckled.

"Sorry, Maxie. You were spacing out. What? Come to realize that I'm Mr. Super Hotness?" I playfully punched his arm.

"Don't call me Maxie. And no, I did not realize that you were Mr. Super Hotness. Although, I did realize that you are a very annoying person." I replied.

"But, I still very lovable, right?" He asked hopefully and I laughed while nodding.

"OK, but on to serious matters. Do you think Ella will say yes to going to the prom with me?" I gaped at him for a while before pumping my fist in the air.

"YES! FINALLY! MR. OBLVIOUS HAS FINALLY REALIZED HIS FEELINGS!" I literally declared and Iggy had to clamped my mouth shut. I licked it and he withdrew his hand.

"EW!" He said while wiping his hand dramatically.

"Oh, save your drama for drama. Go for it Iggs! I was going to smack you in the head if you didn't, anyways. You just saved me from a bruised hand from smacking you too much." Iggy chuckled and at that moment, Ella walked towards us.

"Hey guys, what's going on here? People keep staring at you guys." Iggy's ears reddened and I smirked.

"Oh, nothing much. Iggy has something to say to you though." I said and pushed Iggy to Ella. Iggy sent me a glare and I just laughed.

"Have fun, you two!" And left their side. I then sighed when they were out of reach. Those minutes without thinking about my secret problem were so blissful.

"She cheated on you?" I said with a gasp. Mr. Masters nodded sadly.

"I didn't know about it until Fang was 10. We were living so happily. Well, Fang and I were. His mother,"

"Ex-mother." I corrected.

"She is still legally Fang's mother but I like that word. Ex-mother. I think I might use that expression from now on." Mr. Masters said with kind eyes. "Anyways, while Fang and I were living together, his ex-mother was always out and returned so late. At first, I thought she always came late from shootings. I believed that for more than 8 years. Always letting go and never getting suspicious. Then one day, a few weeks after Fang turned 10, he ran hurriedly to our home and told me that she was cheating on me." He stopped from there.

"Fang knew?" I asked incredulously. How was it that Fang knew but his father didn't?

"Well, I wouldn't say he 'knew', but more like 'was at the wrong place at the wrong time.'" He said. I looked at him curiously.

"So, you're saying that Fang caught her cheating on you." I stated and he nodded.

"I didn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. I mean, every time she came home, I would ask what she did and she would reply the same way she always did when we were dating. I had no suspicion that she was cheating on me. She just looked like the woman I loved."

"So, what did you do?" He stared at me for a long time before answering.

"I kicked him out."

"Max, the chicken is already dead. Stop torturing it more by stabbing its back with your fork." Angel's voice pierced through my thoughts.

What?

Where was I? Oh right. It was lunch time. I looked at my surroundings and saw 5 worried looking eyes and a dead chicken with various fork marks.

"Is everything ok?" Fang asked me while placing his hand on my shoulder.

"I'm fine. I just have a lot of things on my mind." It was true. I was still thinking about that conversation on Saturday.

"About?" Ella pressed.

"Uh… PROM!" Shit. Now I was dead. All three girls screamed simultaneously which got us many curious and annoyed looks.

"Who would have thought, you know? Maximum Ride, thinking about PROM?" Angel said with enthusiasm.

"OK, we need to go to the mall, pronto. I suggest tomorrow." Nudge said and I shook my head.

"Tomorrow's Tuesday. Prom is next Wednesday. Why go get a dress that early?" I asked in disbelief.

"Well, if my calculations are correct, there are exactly… 27 dress stores. We have to go through all of them to find the right dress." She answered matter-of-factly.

"No way am I going through 27 stores for one dress. I'm not going." I crossed my arms.

"Oh, you are going, even if by force." Angel smiled her evil smile. I'm not sure if I said this before but 'Angel' is not an appropriate name for that evil devil.

"Max, what about the closet?" Ella pitched in casually. I looked at her in confusion and she made a V with her fingers. Two fingers meaning double.

Oh. My closet.

"What closet?" Nudge and Angel both asked in unison.

"Um, why go through 27 stores when we can just go through this awesome closet?" I said stupidly. Nudge and Angel gave me looks.

"Really Max? Weren't you the one who was thinking about prom? You are NOT going to escape this." Nudge said with a deadly calm voice. Ella smacked her forehead.

"But he's your son!" I shrieked. Poor Fang, at age 10, kicked out of his own home? Mr. Masters nodded sadly.

"I know. And I shouldn't have done that but I was just so confused. The love of my life, cheating on me? It felt so unreal. I mean, if you were in my shoes, if someone said Fang was cheating on you, would you believe them?" I had to admit, he had a point there.

"But he was only ten."

"Which made me even angrier. My own 10 year old son, stating that my wife was cheating on me. He was still a little kid. He could have misinterpreted it to someone else. Yet, when I tried to tell him it was all lies, he would become stubborn and keep saying that he was telling the truth." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

"So, how did you find out?"

"I was getting suspicious. A few days after Fang left the house, Maia stopped coming to the house. I would be awake all the time, waiting for her footsteps to come but it never did. I think it was a week after that I saw that Fang was speaking the truth." Mr. Masters looked like he didn't want to experience the memory again but surprisingly, he kept going.

"I was coming home late from work. I also had a few drinks to be honest. Not drunk enough to be pulled over but drunk enough to see blurry images. I fumbled with the keys to my house but I heard some weird grunting noises inside my house. I snapped out of my drunkenness immediately, unlocked the door and I went for that grunting noise. I took a baseball bat, just in case it was a burglar. It wasn't." Realization dawned on me.

"Oh god no… She didn't…"

"But she did. She was having sex with another man in my bedroom." His head was down and he was struggling to hold back tears. I went over to him and comforted him the best I could. He thanked me and I turned back to my seat, but not before seeing the few tear drops run down his cheeks.

"I screamed bloody murder. They both stopped and looked at me with wide eyes. I beat the hell out of the man with the baseball bat. He ended up crawling back to his house. As for Maia… I told her to get out of my house and never come back."

"Just that? If I found Fang doing the same thing, I would have him underground in a minute!"

"Ah, but the difference is that Maia was a powerful supermodel. One scratch and I could have gotten sued for $10,000."

"But, forcing her to get out of the house isn't good enough." He actually laughed at this one.

"She was naked." Oh. "I figured the men on the streets would have a good time with her, especially since she had a good body. She tried to get her clothes, she tried to apologize but I wouldn't take it.

'How long has this been going on?' I asked her. She wouldn't answer me. I snatched her clothes and held them where she couldn't reach them.

'10 years.' She finally replied. My face fell. I had thought she was too drunk to process what she doing. I had thought it was a onetime deal and she would never see him again. I was wrong. So very wrong."

"I'm sorry." Was the only reply I could think of.

"It's not your fault."

"So, what happened after that?"

"Next morning, there was special news on how the famous supermodel, Maia Fannings was raped by 6 people. She's still alive but she quit being a supermodel. She couldn't handle the fame anymore, not since 6 different men touched her."

"Wait, but then… What about Fang?" I suddenly asked. I was done with Maia. I finally knew what happened with her. Now, my focus was on Fang who was kicked out when he was only ten.

"Fang?" He echoed. "He's been the same for 7 years."

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