Hey guys! I just wanted to thank Ella Martenez for guessing the past two songs :D
White rabbit everyone (it's the beginning of a new month!)
This chapter you get to learn a little more about Fang.
Well, here is your next chapter...
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING BUT CLAIRE AND THE PLOT
Fang
I felt like such a terrible person at this point in time. I can't believe I didn't put them away! What if this made Max look at me differently, or what if she ran away?
I had so many thoughts racing through my head, that I thought I was gong to explode.
Max calmly placed a hand on my shoulder and repeated what she had said.
"Why?" I could tell that this was troubling her. I had an answer for her, but that would definitely make her look at me differently. I feel so bad, dirty even.
I looked up at her and began my story, wondering what she will think of me now.
"When I was younger, maybe around the age of five, my mum and dad cheated on each other at the same time. Niether of them knowing what the other was doing. A couple of months down the road and my mum was pregnant, and my dad had a pregnant mistress/prostitute. They both became to wrapped up with the pregnancies that they completely forgot about me." I started.
"That's complete crap! Why didn't they just get divorced or something! Why didn't they focus on their son!" I could tell that Max was starting to get worked up about this, so I calmed her down by placing my hand on her head. I really didn't want to get in trouble for her shouting at two in the morning.
"I don't know, all I know is that I wasn't an issue, so I was forgotten."
"But why-"
"Max."
"Yeah?"
"You want to know what happens next?"
She nods her head.
"Okay, shhh. Apparently my mum and dad still loved each other but they also wanted to still be with their affairs. We moved into a giant mansion type house and had the other two move in with us. That way everyone could be with their baby daddies."
"What the hell is wrong with your parents?"
"Many things. Anyway, both pregnant women gave birth, but my mum's baby didn't technically survive. Her name was Ella. The police never found evidence, infact they were never called in..." Max frowned at that statement.
"Why? Why would the police need to have been called?"
"Well she and my dad went missing for a couple days. When my dad returned, Ella wasn't with him. I just assume that he had murdered her." Max had a shocked expression on her face. "I don't really like to talk about it much."
"Oh, I'm s-sorry. Maybe you c-can tell me another time." Max was almost in tears.
"I remember when I found out Ella was dead. I cried and cried for days, weeks even. We never had a funeral or anything. Like me, she was forgotten. I loved her, even if I had only spent one or two days with her, my dad took her three days after she was born. I felt like I was responsible, and somehow my mum thought so too. She started to abuse me, physically and mentally. Soon my dad, his girfriend, and my mum's boyfriend began abusing me too. I guess I really am nothing-"
"Don't ever say that about yourself! Your mum, dad, and their girlfriends and boyfriends are all shit heads! They have no right to do that..." at this point I could tell that Max was going to fall asleep while ranting.
"Max go back to bed, I can tell that you are tired."
I got up to leave, but Max grabbed onto my hand and started to fall asleep.
"Stay please, I don't want another nightmare."
I don't know what her having nightmares has to do with me, but I stayed and got into the bed next to her. She snuggled up to me and fell into what seemed like a deep, peaceful sleep.
I know I have only known this girl for a couple hours, but it seems like I have known her for forever.
Well, how do ya like dem apples? Starting to get a little Fax in. Ok, so that wasn't really Fax, but they warmed up to each other XD
Here's the song(this actually has something to do with the story, you know, cuz Fang said "when I was younger" haha, ok I'll stop)
When I was younger I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind.
He broke his own heart and I watched
As he tried to reassemble it.
And my momma swore
That she would never let herself forget.
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love if it does not exist.
I hope you guys had a wonderful and safe day!
-Shaire