Sorry it's been so long guys! Its been a craaazzy summer. Well, I'm just gonna get right to it then. R&R! :)

CHAPTER 8

MAX POV

"So," said Fang. "Now it's your turn."

I groaned. "Alright. Are you sure you wanna know?"

"Yes, Max. I'm sure."

I took a deep breath. "Well, oh God, I don't know where to begin. How about you just ask me questions.. ? I guess."

"Okay, so what happened with you and Dylan?" He asked, leaning against my bed frame.

I sighed and looked at him. I really don't wanna talk about this.. I'll start crying.

Fang looked at me, "Max, if you aren't ready to talk about it, I understand. But I promise I won't judge you and you can trust me."

The scary part is, i believed him. Which is crazy because after Dylan, I promised myself I would never trust another boy again.

"No, I'll tell you."

He nodded for me to continue when I'm ready.

"Okay, it started freshman year. I was head cheerleader, Dylan was typical captain of the football team. We're perfect for each other, we have to be. Hah. Thats what everyone told us. But the thing was, we never talked, everyone would just tell me we'd be cute together and people would say the same to him. One day, after one of the football games, I was at a party. Dylan was there and my friend Isabelle introduced us. We started talking more and i started to fall for his eyes and his smile and all the cute stuff he said. But really, he's said all that cute stuff to every girl. If only I knew that then... Anyway, we hung out that whole night. Nothing really happened. Just talked. Thats where our friendship started. we were best friends for about..." I counted on my fingers from September to January, "four months. On February 14, he asked me to be his.. It was the cutest thing in the world. And i swore that day he was perfect and that i loved him.

"He was soo sweet the first 6 months, buying me things, taking me places, just being super thoughtful and cute. Then suddenly after out six month, he tries to take things farther. Like, all we had ever done was make out and then he tried taking things up a step. WHich is understandable, it's been 6 months. So we didn't actually have sex, just the little stuff. At first though I'd only let I'm take off my shirt. I just didn't feel comfortable and wasn't ready.

"Then, it was a new school year and every time I would talk to a boy he'd go crazy jealous. It was scary sometimes, he'd yell at me and call me a whore and I'd start crying and he'd apologize." I took a deep breath, trying to clear his blue eyes out of my head.

"Max.. I'm so sorry..." Fang whispered.

"Shh. dont intterupt me or i can't finnish. Anyway, so he tried getting me to have sex with him everyday. Not forcefully or anything, just begging.

"I was a little tipsy one night after a party and we were caught up in the moment and it just kinda happened. After our first time though, it became a daily thing. Then I found out he was sleeping around with other girls when I would fuck him. I dumped his ass and left him.

"And then every single guy wanted me now that I was single. There was this guy, Jordan. I was dared to make out with him at some lame party we were at and I did. But then he wanted more so later that night, instead of driving me home, he took me to his house and we fucked. I didn't even want to. I remember thinking, "what the hell is wrong with me?" the whole time. I haven't talked to him since. Then.. there was this boy, Robin." I sucked in a breath, hating these memories. "I was at a party with him, drunk off my ass. Robin kissed me and i let him. He dragged me outside to his car, and i tried fighting but i couldn't, i was waayyy gone. He shoved me into his back seat and drove off. Then the next thing i knew, he was pulling me out of the car into some field in the middle of nowhere. There were like 10 other guys there, i was gang raped that night, and i didn't do shit about it.

"People found out, rumors started. People said I fucked em all, it wasn't rape. That I was a whore, a slut, a skank. Every guy tried to fuck me everyday. They'd literally, try having sex with me in the halls. It was disgusting.

"Then Dylan wanted me back in February. We started dating again, I don't even know why I said yes. Then one night, he told me he was taking me somewhere special and that I'd love it. He blindfolded me in his car and told me not to peek. We got to our destination and i felt him take me out of the car and into a building. I asked to take off my blindfold and he said no. The next thing I know, theres duct tape over my mouth, my hands are being tied to bed posts, as are my feet and my clothes are being cut off by a knife. There was multiple people in the room, still to this day, i have no idea who... it was the worst night of my life." I whispered. And i broke down crying.

Yeah, i don't even remember what my original background idea about max was. It was forever ago.. let me know if i should even continue this. Reviews, please(: Lemmme know whatchya think!