I Still Care - A ChilledMexican FanFiction

Chapter Sixteen

Max's PoV

My hand hovers above the door knob.

"Max, you can come in," Adam's voice called out to me. I pushed the door open. A feeling swept over me that I couldn't quite place. Adam stood in the back of the room with a smile spread proudly across his face. Steven leaned against the wall, staring at Anthony with an awkward look on his face. Renee lay on the bed, messing with a knife. Anthony was tied to a chair on Adam's side. He was bound to it by rope. A gag was shoved in his mouth. The feeling wouldn't leave my body.

"What do you guys even want with us? What did Anthony and I do?" I asked. At this point I thought about killing Adam. Then I saw the glint behind his back and decided against it. His nose was obviously broken and his cheek and forward were split open. Hopefully that was my doing.

"What didn't you do?" Steven asked, sounding hurt.

"Max, you never noticed. Steven and I dropped hints all the fucking time, but you two never understood. You left us rejected," Adam said, taking a step forwards. The door closed behind me as Steven locked it and shoved a chair underneath the handle.

"Ever think we weren't interested?" I asked. Adam smiled, taking a step towards me.

"You are interested. You can't deny the fact that I'm irresistible," Adam replied, putting a hand on my chest. As he leaned in and I kneed him in the gut I realized what that feeling was. Deja vū. Shit. I pounced forward, tackling Adam before he could say anything else. My hands wrapped around his throat as rage overwhelmed me. I heard the cock of a gun.

"Get off of Adam or Anthony dies," Renee said, pointing a gun at Anthony's head. I lifted my hands up in surrender. Adam struggled beneath me. Then he did something I didn't expect.

He pulled out his knife.