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Max
I laid down on the hotel bed. Newbie was on the couch and Ari was on the other bed. I sighed, noticing both of them were asleep, and decided I'd take a walk. I roamed through the woods aimlessly for awhile, just thinking. Then, I climbed up in a tree, and I began to cry. I cried for everyone I had ever killed, and for everyone I had ever hurt. I slipped the knife out of my pocket and made a new cut, on my leg this time. Each scar I had represented a day I killed someone. I had a lot.
The pain was something I was used to, but it still hurt. I knew I deserved much worse than that though.
Being alone felt good. It was the only time I could be who I used to be. A sensitive little girl who just wanted to have fun. Around everyone though, I was just a killer. Someone who takes people out mercilessly. Sometimes I wish people would stop and think about what I've been through. But they don't.
Except Nick. I don't know how I was his idol. I don't how he looked up to me. And I don't know why he didn't leave me in that cell to die, but he didn't. He was different. Who knows? Maybe I want ditch him in Paris, or kill him in his sleep. Maybe, for once in my life, I can have a real friend who I can talk to about anything, who can know when I need a hug, and when I need sarcasm. Maybe Nick can be the guy to save me from myself.
I sighed and laughed. It was impossible, he just wanted to tag along to get away from his dad and that depressed old town he lived in.
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"Ah, Paris! Who else loves this place?" I asked, slugging Ari lightly remembering the girl he met. A light blush crept on his face at the memory before disappearing. "Maybe you can find her." I said, bumping into him and laughing at the look on his face before he picked me up by my waist and spun me around. It was nice after that long plane ride on standby so we had to sit closer to the back.
"So, Nicky, just lay low and follow moi!" I said, after Ari let me down. Nick snorted.
"Oh, so we're speaking the language now? You should work on your accent." he snapped sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and brushed past him, jogging off towards the hotel we would be staying at.
When I got there, I paid cash for a two bedroom room and headed off. Two hours later, the boys came in to find me chilled out on a bed, looking up tourist sights on Ari's laptop.
"We are so going to the Eiffel tower!" I exclaimed, a little too excitedly.
"Max-"
"Please Ari! We didn't get to go last time!" I pleaded, giving him my Bambi eyes.
"Fine, but not till the end of the trip, okay?" I hugged Ari and nodded.
"Oh look at that, Maxie has a heart somewhere in there." Nick snapped, being his sarcastic self. I growled and slapped him, or tried to. He caught my wrist, and laughed. I tried to punch him, and he caught my wrist again. "I have had some martial arts training Max. I didn't want to be completely helpless against a criminal." Nick smirked at me as Ari watched, trying hard not to laugh. He bit his bottom lip.
"Shut up Ari!" I snarled, as Nick cross my arms and spun me around. I tried to kick him, but he easily stopped me with his foot since I couldn't see where I was kicking. Nick shoved me on my bed and snickered. I growled at him and stood up, brushing myself off. "You better sleep with your eyes open." I snapped.
"If it means I get to see your purty face." Nick purred in a southern accent and winked at me. I went to smack him and he ducked, laughing.
"Ari! Why don't you kill him?" I snapped, only to find him laughing. I growled and rolled my eyes, storming out of there.
I walked down the stairs and out of the lobby, strolling down the street nonchalantly with my hands in my pockets.
"Maxie! Why don't you come buy some bread huh?" Someone called. I smiled and spun around, jogging across the street over to a bread stand and smiling at my old friend.
"Sam! I thought you were still in England!" I said, giving him a hug.
"Well, I just had to come to this city! Isn't it just beautiful?" I loved Sam's British accent. It was so awesome. Plus, I had a crush on him because of that accent.
"Yeah, it really is. I see your accent hasn't changed yet." I smirked, shoving him playfully.
"Oh come on Maxie, I'll never loose the accent you fell in looooovvveee with!" Sam said in a sing-song voice. I punched his arm lightly and he laughed. "If I remember right, you even kissed me goodbye!" Sam whispered, wriggling his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes and slapped ten bucks down on the table.
"Hey, where you heading next? Maybe you'll see me there?" Sam asked, handing me a loaf of bread.
"Sam, you know I can't tell you where I'm going next, and I already got a tag along. But, if I'm ever not wanted by the popo, I'll give you a call." I said, ripping a piece of bread off the loaf and biting into it.
"But I'm gonna see you again before you leave, right? I'm looking forward to another goodbye kiss." Sam said, winking at me. I smiled.
"Maybe, but just in case I don't," I gave Sam a quick kiss. "Bye Sammy, see ya, didn't change your number right?" I called as I walked away.
"N- nope!" I smirked at Sam when I noticed he was shaking a little as I glanced back. "Bye Max!" He called and I headed off towards the hotel. I ate a third of the bread on the way there and spilt the rest in half. When I got to the hotel, I handed Ari one piece.
"Where's Nick?" I asked, noticing he wasn't here.
"He said he was looking for you. I figured you two caught up by now." I snorted.
"Why would that brainless wannabee come looking for me?" I asked.
"Cause Ari told me what happened last time you were here." I spun around to find Nick casually leaning against the door frame and glared at Ari.
"It was three years ago. Nobody remembers." I snarled.
"Max, I would never forget that." Nick reasoned, as if his opinion mattered.
"I did! Until you fools brought it up!" I snapped, shoving the bread into Nick's mouth. He started choking.
"Uh... Max, you just killed him." Ari snapped, watching Nick drop to his knees clawing at his throat. I smirked.
"What Paris incident are we talking about?" I asked innocently.
"The one where..." Nick started coughing and he couldn't talk anymore, he tried smacking his own back, pushing down on his stomach, but he was choking, and nothing was helping.
"Max, are you gonna let him die?" Ari asked, not sounding surprised at all. I shrugged and twisted my fingers Nick's hair, pulling his head up to face me.
"Do you want to die today?" I growled, kneeling down so I was face to face with him, our noses inches apart. Nick shook his head. I was kind of surprised at how he'd gone to a hacking mess to breathing slowly through his nose.
"Look, I'm fine with letting you die, it's a dog eat dog world. You're a freaking chihuahua and I'm the Rottweiler, one step out of line, and I'll squash you like a fly. Now I'm gonna help you, you're gonna be grateful, and you're gonna keep your mouth shut, got it?" Nick nodded. I stood up and kicked him hard in the stomach. The food must've dislodged cause he's chewing it now, and then swallowing. Ew! Who does that?
"Now that I can breathe again, you broke my rib, and I'm not a chihuahua, I'm a Pit Bull." Nick snapped, throwing on some shades and smirking.
"If the rapper counts!" I rolled my eyes.
"Oh yeah, I'm a good rapper too, and I play a mean harmonica." I could tell Nick was winking at me, even with the shades on. I flicked his head.
"Boys are so hopeless!" I said, collapsing on the bed behind me. Nick collapsed next to me.
"Girls are so hopeless!" He said back, mimicking my voice.
"I'm gonna take a shower, keep your pants on please." Ari muttered.
"No promises!" Nick shouted, as Ari walked off. I rolled my eyes and hit his chest, not to hurt him surprisingly.
"You know, I'm fine with no jeans." Nick smirked and I was going to slap him, then got an idea.
"Oh, you know what, I bet you are." I said, fluttering my lashes innocently. "Maybe we just need to take them off..." My voice trailed off as I tugged on his belt lightly. This would be fun. Nick gulped and nodded, undoing his belt. I smiled at him, mentally encouraging him. He seemed to get the hint. I've never seen a boy so caught up in me before.
"Wait!" Nick snapped, putting his belt back on. "You're doing that little mind-game thing. You're probably gonna run off with all my jeans and tie them to flag poles are something." My jaw dropped. How the hell did he know exactly what I was going to do?
"How'd you-?"
"We have this mental telepathy thing going, Max. just face it, were meant to be." Nick said, shrugging and leaning closer to me.
"Get your lips away from my sister!" Ari shouted suddenly and Nick jumped... into my lap. He sat there, staring at the closed bathroom door. I could hear the water running, Ari was in the shower.
"How'd he...?"
"We have this mental telepathy thing going, just face it, you're never hooking up with all this." I said, gesturing towards myself. Nick smirked and laid his head in my lap, his feet dangling over the edge of the bed. I was going to object, really I was- okay, I wasn't going to make him move or anything, I was just going to object.
When out of nowhere he grabs my hand and somehow that silences me. He rubs his thumb on the back of my hand and smirks. "Have I rendered you speechless," He kissed my hand. "Milady?" There he went again, with that smug smile on his face.
"Shut it, Nicky, or my fist will be down your throat." I snapped.
"Don't you mean your tongue?" Nick asked.
"You're impossible!" I snapped, laying on my back. And was utterly disgusted when he laid on top of me. Using his weight to hold me down. Not that he weighed enough for me to not shove him off. He crossed his arms and set them on my collar bone, then rested his chin on his arms.
"Maxie likey!" He said, grinding a little against me. I snorted.
"Maxie grossed out...-ey?" I tried. Nick smirked, knowing he had me beat.
"So, what do ya say we go on a date? Top of the tower? My treat, I won't even push you off or anything if you kiss me right now." Nick whispered in my ear, his tongue brushing my ear!
"No!" I snapped.
"Then I'm going to push you off." Nick whispered, and I felt his teeth nibbling. He's known me for two freaking days. What a player.
"Fine! But only so I don't get pushed off!" I said finally. Nick smirked, and just before we kissed, BANG! The door flew off its hinges and I found my head being covered as splinters and plaster rained down. I knew Nick was protecting me, his body getting most of the damage. And then he looked up.
"Dad?" Nick asked, surprised.
"Nick?" Officer Walker asked.
"What are you doing here?" They demanded at the same time. Look out hell, father and son are coming to join!
I WROTE MOSTLY NICK'S PARTS IN THIS ONE!
Yup, Arch sure did, and had a fun time with it too...
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