NOT DEAD JUST GONE

Maxine's (pov)

girls uniform up above.

-One hour before she helps Tristan.-

MAX!!!

I quickly finish his breakfast, hoping it was good enough. Although I knew it wasn't, it never is. He will find something wrong with it, just another excuse to take out his insanity on me.

Its been three years since mom left, my father is an important figure in the history of the town. We are known to be the richest family on the block. What people don't know is that money and position is not the fairytale people see on Instagram. 

My father blames me for her leaving us. Claiming that I was not a good enough daughter to convince her to stay, I hate both of them, I hate my mom for not taking me out of this hole with her, I hate my dad for the sleepless nights and bruises, pain that I have to hide so no one notices the darkness inside the Whitlock mansion.

I serve him his meal, and rush to get out of the dining room as quickly as possible. 

please, please, please don't find anything wrong with it today, I prayed, though my hopes were quickly snuffed as I hear him call my name, flinching at the sound of his voice

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45 min later

crap I'm late for school, I panicked looking into my dresser for my socks. 

found them!

As I reach down to put them on, I jerk back up in pain. I tried two more times , but each time the pain was to hard to handle. Crying in frustration, I throw the socks across the room, causing another spout of pain, I whimper as I slide my shoes on and walk to my door. pausing before I open it.

smile

back straight

they wont notice they never do, why would they , your the perfect Whitlock princess, whose father adores and spoils.

what a lie

"Miss are you ready to go" I hear the butler say through the door

"yes, is the car ready Daniel?" I step out of the room wearing a small smile.

" Yes Miss Whitlock, everything is ready to go, Mrs. Kaupe prepared you a lunch as well." handing me a small bento box. 

I love the staff in our building. They always treat me with respect, and everyone is very kind to me. Some know what I go threw , but to protect their they can't say anything about it. instead they help in small ways, sneaking medical supplies, and the occasional cookie or two. They do so much for me, and because of that I will never ever hate them for their silence.

" Please express my gratitude to her Daniel." I smile down at the food.

"with pleasure Miss" 

with that I step into the black SUV, and ask the driver to get me there as quickly as possible. I'm late enough. I don't need to make matters worse. The school isn't the problem, my father is. When your late a tardy notice automatically gets put on your report card that is sent to your parents at the end of each week, my father expects it to come to him perfect, if not then, well you know the reason...

Using my... skills, I blackmailed the school board into letting me work ahead of the classes. I spent hours in my club room working ahead. Taking the test whenever I was ready one. I managed to get a grade ahead, and my reports still come in steady with the rest of the class so , to my father it looks like I'm still in 11nth grade and am getting straight A's. Reality, is that I am half way done with my senor year.

I did this so that I can miss classes without worry when I'm hurt and am able to tend to myself in the bathroom, or the clubroom. Most people even the teachers know that I have the power to get anything and everything I want from their past and can and will use it against them. so naturally they tend to give me my space and not get on my bad side. Which thankfully lets me do pretty much whatever I want.

As soon as the driver pulls in I dash towards the doors, pushing the doors wide as my driver calls out for me to have a nice day. The sound of the clock ringing signaling that I had barely made it. 

Thank you God,

 I never much much believed in religion. But that moment I didn't care, it seemed right to thank him the timing was just perfect. I know that he has his reasons in letting bad things happen and lets his creations make their own decisions. Even though I think it's cruel. I don't blame him.

 Students rushing to their classrooms reminded me that the bathroom should be free and I made my way to my locker to grab my med kit. It was really just a bunch of random medical supplies I stole from the infirmary and shoved them in my make up bag. I don't really wear a ton of makeup, I never really needed it, my father never hit me in places I couldn't hide so that was a bonus,... I guess.

"Maaaaxxyyyyy!!!!!! " I internally groaned as I heard my name being called out. There is only one person who calls me that and they do it just to annoy me. If only this kid wasn't such a goodytoochoo, then I would have dirt on him.

"Justin, don't you have class right now?" I glared at him not bothering to hide my annoyance.  But when I saw his worried face I knew something was wrong. 

"Who cares about that, and no offence I could say the same to you, Maxy." He states " Something happened to Tristan  and I cant get a hold of him... I'm worried something is wrong." I immediately asked him what happened, As far as I know I am the only one who knows about his condition. I thought he recovered though? How did this happen?

I stopped Justin's explanation, telling him to go to class, that I would find Tristan. As soon as he left I pulled out my phone and sent him a text and hoped that he would answer. He was like a little brother to me. I couldn't bare to see him going through this again. We fixed his attacks, and we found a solution.

At least I thought we did.

A wave of relief washed over me when he answered my message, and after a short conversation I left to get him some water and found him behind the school.

 What am I going to do with you kid.

As I walked toward Tristan I suddenly remembered somethin extremely important about this week, something that Tristan tried to forget , something that his subconscious probably only remembers

Like clock work he always has a moment at this time of the year, He cant ever find out.

He'll hate me.

Hey Beautiful's I did it yayyyyyyy!!!! you have no idea how long it took me too write this one, but I did and know I can have a lil break for a couple days before I slave my self into another chapter. 

I wonder what's scaring our Max...

... You think I'm gong to reveal a major plot twist so soon...fufufu...never.

Anyways let me know what you think, and please don't give me negative comments, If you don't like it you don't have to read it. Stay safe and vote for me.

-J