The Void || BL

Chapter 10 || Max

Dylan's POV

"Hey Dylan? Are you ok?" Adam spoke softly as I snapped out of my thoughts. He was crouching to get a good look at my face. He was very close to me. "Oh I'm ok. I just zoned out." I said awkwardly as I shifted my gaze to the ground. "Come on in boys we have a lot to talk about." Adams mother stated sternly as she walked back into the house. Adam grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the house.

It definitely wasn't a normal house. It was very blue. Almost everything was a shade of blue. "Woah! You didn't even change a single thing mum!" Adam said excitedly as his eyes wandered the place. "Dylan right? Come take a seat." Adams mother stated as she patted the couch in the living room.

I walked shyly to the couch and sat down. After Adam was done exploring he sat down next to me and casually put his arm around me. I blushed at his sudden action.

"Oh yes. Mum Dylan here is my friend. We met uh...at the hospital!" Adam stated while he nervously glanced at me. "Ah well Im glad you've made a friend A. So much has happened. Ever since your coma I've just blamed myself constantly." His mom expressed as she nervously smiled at us. "It wasn't your fault mum. I stayed with Max for too long even though I knew he was bad." Adam stated while looking at the floor.

I could tell something was bugging him. "That boy still came around here a year after you were put in a coma. He said he wanted to say goodbye and that he was going away for a bit." His mom explained. I turned my attention to Adam who was staring at the floor with his eyes widened.

He didn't look scared or worried. He looked almost as if he were empty. "You should stay the night boys. Make yourself at home Dylan." She said as she smiled at me. His mom got up and headed to the kitchen. My moms condoms had to wait. "Adam. You alright?" I asked. He looked so lost it was a bit strange.

Adam's POV:
My thoughts were racing. Amelia had told me that Max had left immediately after trying to kill me yet he visits my mother a year later? I wanted to punch something. "Adam. You alright?" Dilly asked quietly. He snapped me out of my thoughts. He really was something but every time I was with him my stomach felt strange and my head felt light as a feather. But there was thing bad feeling holding me back from going further.

I hated thinking about it. "Um. Im ok. Just tired." I stated awkwardly avoiding eye contact. "Come Dilly , I wanna show you my room." I said as I stood up from the familiar couch.

"Um. Sure." Dylan said. I could see he was a bit uncomfortable. Back in our second month of meeting I told Dylan a few things about Max and how he tried to kill me. I found that I was ready to tell him more about Max. I hadn't told him about my previous relationship and how I went around sleeping with people just to be called rude names. I was really some sort of freak. Dylan finally stood up and I walked down the hall right at the end was my room.

It was fairly clean. Everything was exactly how I left it , just cleaner. Dylan closed the door behind him as soon as he walked in. "Adam. Whats wrong. I can see your very. Um. Stressed?" Dylan exclaimed a he stared into my eyes. I stared back at him. His eyes were so beautiful. He was so perfect. Inside and out. I felt it was time to tell him everything that happened. Except for the murders I committed.

Amelia's POV:
"Asher! Im going out!" I screamed as I opened the front door. "Buy me a Monster!" Asher shouted back. I groaned , I hated buying things for him. It always got in the way of 'business'. I walked out and locked the door behind me. I didn't need to drive. I walked down my street for two minutes before I turned right into the alley way. And there he was. Waiting. "Your late." He immediately stated.

"Sorry." I quickly apologised. "If you mess this up Amelia , I will not hesitate to kill you." He stated sternly. I smirked. "Why would I mess up? You know me. I won't mess this up." I exclaimed confidently. "He's on to me already. I'll meet you at the docks exactly at midnight." He spoke quietly. I nodded and immediately walk silently back home. Nothing tasted better than revenge.

Adam's POV:
"Wow. Well um. That sounds really harsh A." Dilly said quietly , I could tell he was a bit uncomfortable by what I told him. "Yep. Listen Dilly. I need you to help me find Max." I quickly said. He seemed confused. "Why? You wanna talk to him?" He scoffed. "Please." I begged. His face turned a bit red. "Yeah. Whatever , I'll help." He quickly said , avoiding eye contact. I was surprised how quickly he agreed. I needed him for this plan to work. I knew Max didn't leave. I knew him too well. For a second I looked away from Dylan but when I looked back at him he looked like he wanted to cry.

He was blushing and his eyes were glossy. "Dilly? Are you alright?" I quickly asked , seeing how upset he was. "Im fine. Let's go find this mother fucker." He stated , looking up at me. I knew Dylan was good at finding things. "Hey you said Max used to go to parties?" Dylan asked quickly. "Yes. Him and I used to go to them." I answered. I could tell he was doing some sort of thinking in that brain of his.

"We need Ethan." He stated. I forgot about Ethan at the time. I hated him more than I hated Max. "Fine. But if he lays a finger on you again , Im killing him." I stated feeling a sense of rage. He nodded and smiled a bit before frowning again. I felt a bit worried but I was more focused on finding Max.