The fork in the road (Max x Reader) camp camp

What now?

!TW!

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I felt the tears start to fall.

I moved my hand to my face and touched the tears.

David pulled me into a hug, but this time I didn't pull away.

I just stood there and let him hug me.

I slowly lifted my arms and hugged back.

I pushed my head into David's shoulder and just cried. Until I felt a hand on top of my head.

I lifted my face away from Davids's shoulder to see Gwen.

She had a single tear running down her face. And she ruffled my hair a bit.

David let go of me and held me by my shoulders.

"I know it's hard, but I'm going to be by your side no matter what." He said as he let go of my shoulders.

"David, could you leave us alone for a moment?" Gwen asked with a slight smile.

David nodded and stepped out of the room.

"It's really hard to stop but you've got this." She said with a reassuring smile.

"How would you know?" I said with a bit of bite in my words.

She lifted her shirt about 8 inches. It showed many deep scars scattered across her skin.

"If I could stop then you can too." She said while pulling her shirt back down.

I ran up to her and hugged her. Her hand rested on my head and ruffled my hair.

We both walked out of the cabin and met back with david.

"Ah (y/n)! I'll take you back to your tent so you can rest. Max will spend the rest of the day with you to make sure you're alright. Have him come get me if you feel unwell." He said with a genuine smile.

"Oh ok that's fine," I said following him.

When we returned to my tent I thanked David and went inside.

When I went inside the tent Max was sitting on my bed staring at me.

"What. The fuck. Happened?"

"Öh Max....um" I tried to draw out my time.

"Well?!" He pushed. He looked rather pissed.

"Oh, I'm sorry I was just dehydrated.." I said hoping he would accept that answer.

'There was blood on the tent floor earlier." He said while continuing to stare at me.

"Um, I fell and got hurt while I was in the woods. I'm tired now so I'm going to go to sleep." I said frantically laying down forgetting Max was sitting on the bed.

I fell asleep rather quickly due to exhaustion and blood loss.

Max's POV

After they fell asleep I just sat on their bed and played on the phone I stole from David.

When I glanced over towards (y/n) they were sweating. I leaned over and began to remove their hoodie.

As I started to pull it off of their arms I noticed their arms were wrapped with some blood seeping through.

Before I could pull their hoodie off the rest of the way they shot awake.

"What the fuck max?! Don't fucking touch me!" They shouted pulling their hoodie back on.

"What.. was that?" I asked with a confused expression.

"(y/n).. take off your hoodie," I said looking at them sternly.

"The hell Max?! No fucking way." They said.

I quickly straddled them and began to pull off their hoodie.

"What the hell is wrong with you!? Get off of me!" They yelled trying to push me off.

Once I got their hoodie off they began to try to hit me in an attempt to get me off of them.

I grabbed their hands and held them above their head.

While I held their hands still I took a closer look at their arms.

They desperately tried to pull away from me. I watched as the more they struggled the more blood seeped through the bandages.

"Max please... you're hurting me." They said.

I released their hands realizing what they had said.

Once they calmed down they realized the position I had them in and their face went red.

I realized quickly too and went red.

I hurriedly got off of them and stood in front of the bed blushing.

"You didn't fall in the woods, did you?"

They looked away from me.

"Can I see?"

They looked back at me and I sat down on the bed.

They pulled their hoodie and shirt off to reveal that almost their whole torso was wrapped.

"Can you look away for a second?" They asked looking embarrassed.

I turned away and I heard them unravel the bandages.

"Ok... you can turn around now." They said sounding a bit weary.

I turned back around.

His torso was covered in deep wounds as well as their arms.

Most of the cuts were fresh some even bleeding a little. But behind the fresh cuts, there were scars.

So many scars.

"Wait who wrapped your arms?" I asked in a state of confusion.

"David did." They said.

Then it all clicked.

When they ran away during the activity.

When they were hitting themselves.

When I came back and they were dizzy. It was blood loss.

When David asked me to leave the tent.

And why there was blood on the floor.

(a/n): Sorry this took so long to come out. Or if it was triggering. Just let me know and I can change things.