memories ~ elmax ~

pt. 17

el's pov:

"what is your life like then?" i asked her sitting down beside her. "shit." she coldly responded. "how was it shit?" i asked her. "none of your business." she said looking away from me. i sighed and looked down at the ground. "a secret for a secret?" i asked her. she looked back over at me, looking confused. "what do you mean?" she asked me. "i'll tell you a secret i have, if you tell me the secret about your family, how does that sound?" i asked her. she hesitated, but nodded. "fine. better be good then." she agreed. "okay- well my dad isn't my biological father, he is my stepdad. my biological father was an alcoholic so my mom divorced him." i admitted to her. she looked up, looking surprised and shocked. "your dad was an alcoholic?" she asked me. "yeah.. he wasn't a good dad to me and will.. what about your dad?" i asked her.

she looked down at the ground once again and sighed. "i don't know. i don't remember him." she admitted to me. i grew confused as what she meant. "how do you not remeber your own dad? have you never met him or...?" i asked her. she sighed before speaking. "if i tell you something promise not to tell anyone?" she asked me. "yeah, of course." i agreed sliding a bit closer to her. she sighed once more, before finally speaking. "a couple weeks ago i woke up from a coma and i lost my memory, so i don't remeber anything or anyone.. at all.." she admitted to me. i immediately felt shocked and really surprised, plus felt even more sorry for her. "shit.. im sorry that happened.." i apologized to her. "it's not your fault princess." she told me, calling me by that nickname again.

i could feel my face warming up and turning red as i tried my best to hide my smile. "worst part my stupid ass family doesn't even believe i lost my memory. i think before i was a trouble maker and that's why they don't belive me." she explained to me. "they sound stupid. is that why you ran away though?" i asked her. "no. it's way more complicated." she told me. "do you mind explaining..?" i asked her. "no. it's none of your business." she rudely said, once again turning cold. "i've already told you enough, why tell you more. not like you give two fucks anyways." she muttered underneath her breath. i stared at max with a sympathetic look. i think i know why max can be so cold at times. i don't think she's had anybody that's really cared about her before. well i guess that would make the the first..

"i do give two fucks max, i care about you." i told her resting my hand on her knee. she looked up at me as her face turned red. "i- why..?" she asked me softly, once again completely changing her personality and tone. "because max, your my friend and i care about you- alright?" i told her. she looked down at the ground looking helpless and she was clearly hesitant. "fine.. my stepdad neil is abusive alcoholic, he hits me and my stepbrother, my stepbrother is the exact same way, and my mom doesn't give two shits alright? there that's the truth you have been practicing begging me for." she confessed to me. "that's why you ran away?" i asked her. she shrugged. "part of it. if i didn't leave that hell hole sooner i'd probably be dead, but that doesn't sound too bad right now." she admitted to me.

"max. im so sorry. i have no idea what that would be like." i said slightly squeezing her knee which my hand was still placed on. she looked up at me with her deep blue ocean eyes, and we made eye contact. i could feel my heart pounding, but my heart stop at the same time. it felt as if everything was going in slow motion as i could feel something pulling me towards her, almost like a magnet. as she glanced down to my lips her eyes were sparkling. our lips were inches away when suddenly my bedroom door burst open, causing both me and max to practically jump backwards away from eachother. i looked over and there i saw will standing in the doorway once again looking confused. "shit will! why do you keep on doing that!?" i yelled at him. "mom wants to know if you are still coming to work today with her." he told me.

"uh-" i said glancing over to max. "sure i guess so." i agreed. "'kay. i'll tell her." he said perpously leaving my bedroom door wide open. i sighed and took a deep breath. "max, will you be okay here? will and johnathan will probably be home. is that alright?" i asked her. "as long as your freak brother doesn't burst in every 5 seconds." she replied. "yeah i'll tell him to leave you alone." i told her, while standing up off my bed. i grabbed a hoodie off of the ground, and put it on, before glancing back over to max. "do you want me to write down the number of my moms store and give it to you?" i asked her. "i'll be fine." she mumbled.

"okay.. uhm well i gotta go. see you later?" i asked her. she looked up at me and stayed silent. i slightly smiled at her before leaving my bedroom and shutting the door. i walked into the kitchen to get a quick snack before leaving, before i felt somebody tap my shoulder. i spun around and saw will standing behind me. "how come every single time i walk into your room you almost have your lips slammed against that psycho's lips?" he asked me. "don't call her a psycho will. she's not one." i told him in an annoyed tone spinning back around to finish grabbing a snack. "yes she is el. mom told me she tried to rob the store yesterday. plus did you not see what i saw when she met everyone a few minutes ago?" he asked her. i spun back around again and slammed my fist against the counter. "she didn't try to rob the store will! she was hungry and needed food! and she was just fucking tired alright!?" i yelled at him.

"chill out dude! you don't need to go all psycho like the psycho." he mumbled turning around. out of no where i just felt anger fill my body. im not the type of person to get angry quick- it's just.. hearing will call max that after all she's gone though- just pissed me off. "SHUT THE FUCK UP WILL!" i said shoving will. "woah guys what's going on?" mom said running into the kitchen after hearing me scream. "she's going crazy!" will shouted. "he started it!" i shouted back. "el get in the car! will go to your room! you two need to learn to get along how many times have i told you that! next time your fighting you're both grounded." she explained. "mom you can't ground us we're 18! we're adults!" will told her. "as long as your under my roof it's my rules!" she told us.

"whatever." i mumbled leaving the kitchen and heading outside. i got into my moms car, and waited for her. i don't know why i got so angry- i just did.. something about will, or just anyone being mean max made my blood boil. shes been though enough already, she doesn't need more shit being added. as i continued to think and get lost in my thoughts, i thougjt back to the moment before will burst into my bedroom and what was about to happen. we're me and max really about to kiss? no, no way she would like me. part of me was wondering if i was maybe gaining feelings for max? no- no way! i mean girls are pretty- but am i really attracted to them? no.

am i attracted to max though...?

i mean...

yeah......