Chapter 6:
The reason I haven't updated on this lately is because I don't have any ideas of what to write... I guess you could call it writer's block, but I just can't come up with any good ideas lately! (Fine! It's writer's block!) I've also been wrapped up in school (again) , and the Hunger Games came out on Friday, and I HAD to see it. I recommend that you do go see it (but read the book(s) first!). Now, ON WITH THE STORY! (Stupid little foot note: Tomorrow is also my birthday.)
Previously (Max's POV):
"I also caused my parents' death…" I whispered to myself.
Max POV
So much for whispering to myself... Turns out, anybody in a ten foot radius of me heard it. I thought to myself, I need to get out of here. So I did the first thing that came to me: run past everyone that was shooting worried looks my way, and stay away from home tonight. Not one of my best plans but, it has to be done.
"Max! Come back!" I heard Iggy yell. I'm the closest with Iggy between all of us foster kids. He understands me the best, and knows all the details of what happened that night. Besides Jeb of course. "Max, you didn't to anything to your - " I cut him off short by slamming the door and sprinting away from home. Though it wouldn't be my home much longer thanks to Ari.
I know that they're going to come after me. I just need to keep running.
Fang POV
"Max, you didn't do anything to your - " Iggy was cut off by Max slamming the door.
"Should we go after her?" I asked.
"No, she does this a lot. We found out that if we don't go look for her she comes back a few hours later," Iggy informed me. "Although, it hasn't been anything like this. Most of the time it's about Dylan, or some other jerk from school."
"So, do we go after her or not?" I asked, yet again.
"It won't do anything, Max is just too stubborn sometimes."
"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm going to go look for her," I said as I was making my way to the door.
"Can I go with you Fang?" I heard a small voice ask behind me as I opened the door. It was Angel.
I gave her one of my famous half smiles and said, "Sure, come on." She took my hand and we were off to find Max. "Do you know where Max would've gone?"
"Maybe. She showed me this one place before, and she said that's where she goes to think. I guess we could try there..." Angel trailed off.
"Alright, show me where it is."
Yes, I know it's a short chapter but I can't think at the moment... Stupid writer's block! Anyways, I wanted to know if I should continue on with this story since I'm having a lot of trouble writing it.
