heartbroken *elmax* (DISCONTINUED)

4 - please

6 months later
el pov
it's my birthday tomorrow, i'm turning 15! but i won't have anyone to celebrate it with as will is going out with the party, jonathon is at college and joyce is working overtime, she keeps telling me she's sorry but i don't mind, it's just a little sad 🙂
el: it's my birthday tomorrow! i wish i could celebrate it with you! i still love you. i wish you felt the same
i turned off my phone and fell asleep. in the morning no one was there but will, he was getting ready to go hang out with the party. honestly i think he forgot
i existed.. i never really come out of my room unless it's for school.. it's summer break so i haven't really been out. joyce is worried about me. i don't know why. i feel fine. i think.
max pov
we all headed to mike's basement, as will came down we noticed he was upset, "will are you alright?" mike asked, "yeah but i'm just worried about el.. it's her birthday and i'm hanging out with you guys but she's gonna be all alone" will replies, "well that's what she gets for being such a f*g" mike says rudely, "mike that's not nice" will says, "yeah yeah whatever" he responds, "are we gonna play dnd or not?" he says and so we play, i was a bit bored but lucas' sister, erica came so it was 10x funnier

el pov
i'm so bored, i might text max.. oh maybe there is no point.. i've been texting her for 6 months and she's ignored me.. i've been trying to talk to her for months but the only time she talks to me is when i mess up. i crave that attention. i need it.

5 weeks later
summer break has ended. im going back to school, i see max and she walks up to me. "what's up nerd?" she says, i ignore her. "she tugs on my bag and i go falling backwards. i hear the laughter in the halls. i get up and continue walking. the bell for maths went so i went to class. "hey queer do you have a pen?" she asks rudely. "yes" i respond, "then give me it." she says, in a more menacing tone. "no" i respond. that made her angry. she turns away and that is when i start to relax. i shouldn't have.
i am walking to lunch when i feel someone pull me into the janitors closet. it was max. oh i have been waiting for this for months.
she turns to me and punches me. i loved it. she starts beating me up. it hurts but i'm getting attention. when i start feeling lightheaded that is when i beg for her to stop "m-max please" i struggle to say, she doesn't "m-max please stop" i say, louder this time, she doesn't. it doesn't until i black out she does.

max pov
oh my god oh my god i didn't mean to make her pass out, i'm so scared i don't wanna get in trouble, ever since my stepfather came into my life everything sucked. i don't want to get into trouble again so i take her to her house, i know where it is because of will. i lay her down on what i think is her bed. i've never been to her room. i go and get an icepack from the freezer and place it on her forehead. that's when she starts to wake up. "m-max?" she manages to say "y-yeah?" i respond. she sits up "listen, i am so so sorry. i never realised how bad i treated you until now. everyday for 6 months. im truly sorry elev-" i say until she cuts me off "YOUR NOT SORRY!" she yells im taken back from what she says "i-i am please just listen" i say "YOU'VE NEVER LISTENED TO ME SO WHY SHOULD I?" "I TEXTED YOU EVERYDAY EVEN THOUGH YOU BLOCKED ME" "I LOVED YOU MAX. YOU NEVER DID BACK" she says, she's starting to cry, i try to comfort her by giving her a hug but she moves away. i just wonder to myself what i did to make this happy bubbly person into a depressed person who locks herself in her room all day according to will. i feel so bad. i look up at her and she is asleep. she can't be comfy in the clothes she is wearing so i change her out of them. i remember i never celebrated her birthday. no one did. i feel so bad. it's all my fault. i decided to make her a late birthday cake. i think i did a good job, when i walk into her room she is still asleep so i let her rest.

el pov
when i woke up it must've been around 3 because i heard will come through the door, i see max and she is still there. i just want for her to go.. she's made me so depressed.. it's all her fault. i hate her so much i hate her. i see will walk into my room. he sees my beaten up face and runs towards me. "omg el! who did this! who?!" he asks worryingly, i can't get any words out so i point to max. "m-max did that?" he asks. i nod, he wakes her up and proceeds to yell at her for bullying me, how i've changed so much because of one small thing that turned out to be huge. i lost all my friends and i lost myself. she starts to cry and she says she's sorry. "max just go. i don't want to talk to you right now" i say to max. "please can i stay. i-i don't wanna go back home" she says begging to stay, "why? your mum is so nice" i say to her, "no! it's not my mum it's my stepdad! he is so mean to me a-and when you came out to me i-i came out to him." she says that part quietly and is starting to cry, "he hit me.. he beat me up, he even threatened to kick me out of the house i-if i dated a girl!" she says, i can't really understand what she is saying because she is bawling her eyes out but i get what she means, "ugh fine. sleep on the couch though" i say "thank you el!" she says going to hug me, "n-no! no hugs!" i say moving back towards the wall.

max pov
"oh sorry" i say, walking out of the door to go get some blankets and pillows. i didn't realise how small she was. she used to be taller than me but now i'm taller than her i'm concerned she has looked a bit skinny aswell i don't think anything of it though. it's around 7pm when joyce walks in, el asks her if i could stay over and and she excitedly said yes, she said no one had come over to see her in 6months. i feel bad.. really bad. i messed up real bad, i knocked on els door. "hey um do you have like any pyjamas that you don't wear anymore i didn't bring any" i say quietly. because i was going to be wearing another girls pyjamas. a girl that i bullied. a girl that loves me, i think. "ugh fine" she gets out a pair of pyjamas that look small, "these look like a little small" i say, "take it or leave it." she says going back to what she was doing. "um, do you still like l-love me" i ask, "i don't know. you've done terrible things to me max but i still like you. i don't know how to feel." she says "oh. ok." i say, leaving to put on my pyjamas.

editors note: wow this chapter is long, word count:1343