Seven: No Hard Feelings

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I haven't seen Lena in forever. I feel like she's been avoiding me, but I also have the nagging suspicion that I might be the one staying away from her. Maybe I'm still scared. Scared of what she'll think. Of what she'll say. But wouldn't I know if that was the case?

I'm crazy. Of course I wouldn't.

I can't get what Chloe said out of my head. Is she right or is she way wrong? I desperately want to believe she's right, but there's no way to tell. What if she is? Would that change anything? I won't know until I talk to Lena about it, but I just can't. It's not possible. What a I supposed to do? Walk up to her and just, "Hey, Lena. You know what you said the other day? Yeah, so I was wondering if what you really meant was, 'Maxwell Copper, I want you to be the father of my children.'"

Yeah, I didn't think so.

I feel like I have a new respect for Chloe. I still don't like her, but I respect her. She's the only one who really cared when Lena shot me down, even though we never talk, I'm never nice to her, nothing. She actually cheered me up a bit.

It makes me mad.

Don't you hate when someone makes you happy when you're trying your hardest to be angry? Sometimes you wanna be angry, ya know?

Or maybe you don't because I'm just being stupid. Probably.

Eventually, Jack got me to come out of the apartment and actually go somewhere. "Somewhere" only turned out to be the METF, but "anywhere is better than this boring hellhole." Jack's words, not mine.

"I seriously thought you were gonna isolate yourself in the forever, man." Says Jack, pushing open the door to the bookstore that is the secret entrance to the METF.

I catch the heavy wooden door just as it almost slams into me. Would it kill him to hold it for two seconds? Geez. "I was only in the for a few days, Jack" I say, rolling my eyes. "Stop being melodramatic."

"It seemed like years."

"You weren't even there!"

He looks at me. "No, but I was the one bringing you food. It's not as fun as it may seem."

"You brought me food once." I say, trying to figure out what exactly goes on in his brain. "And that was only because you busted into my apartment and demanded I help you eat it."

"That doesn't matter." He opens the other door that leads to the actual METF. This one is less heavy, so it doesn't close as fast. No broken nose for me today, folks.

"Yeah, it kinda does." I argue.

"Point is, you finally came out." He chuckles and adds, "Of the closet."

It took me forever to figure out what that meant when he first started saying it.

I punch him lightly on the arm. "Shut up."

"Max!"

I jump, beginning to turn around, when my butt hits the floor.

Jack bursts into laughter. "Did you really just...?" His voice trails off and his eyes lock on something behind me before he clears his throat and rushes off in the other direction.

"Jack, where are you--"

And then the door slams.

I shake my head and stand up, brushing myself off.

"Hey, Smooches!" Says an upbeat voice behind me and a shock runs through my spine. "Sorry 'bout that. No hard feelings, right?"

What is she doing here? She's not allowed at the METF. And if she's here, then doesn't that mean...?

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