One: Maxx

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The news of Hunter, my mother, and my father was all unsettling. At first I didn't believe the news but then it hit me hard in the face. I didn't want this. Well then again no one wanted to find out that their loved ones were dead. But it was life. I didn't want life. Yeah I watched my mother and father fight through my life. They ended their marriage about five years ago when I was twelve. It hurt me then and I thought I would never live through it. That's when the depression started. The self harm. The starving myself. I lost almost fifty pounds in three months. I would skip meals then at the end of the day, slit my wrists and thighs and then cry myself to sleep while thinking of suicide. The days I would try suicide was always the best of days. I would actually eat food and make it seem like everything was okay. It always failed though.

I walk towards the door of my house in my black clothes. I quickly wrote a note then shove it in my pocket walking out the door. The high way was next to our house which was never nice. It was always loud which made it hard to sleep at night. I stand in the middle of the road then look around. No one was coming yet which gave me the opportunity to sit down. I sit on the lane furthest from my house. I turn to my house looking at it as a car drives straight to me. I brace myself for the thing I had waited for, for years now. But the car stops unexpectedly. Someone in the car opens their door then walks to me. Tears begin to steam down my face as I watch their feet make way over to me.

"Why didn't you just let me die?" I ask them looking up with tears in my eyes. It was agent Gibbs. I knew him only because of my aunt Abby. She was a forensic scientist. I'd get to visit her occasionally after school at her work if she wasn't too busy.

"Come on. Let's go see Abby. Everyone will want to know why." He says helping me up. I shake my head.

"I don't want to." Gibbs sighs then turns me around with handcuffs in his hands. He cuffs me, making sure they weren't too tight then leads to me to the passenger side. He buckles me in then makes his way to the driver's seat.

Once he was in he put the Sleeping with Sirens CD I left with him into the car.

"I don't like the music but I kind of grew to this guy's lady like voice." He says earning a little giggle from me.

When we walked in everyone saw me in handcuffs and the glum look on my face.

"Maxx..." Tony whispers to himself. Gibbs turns to him.

"It's bad but its not the bad you're thinking of." He says. Them turns to Zeeba.

"Get Abby in here." Zeeba simply nods then runs to Abby's office. I notice Abby running to me without a lab coat on.

"What the hell did you do?" She asks concern in her voice. Gibbs takes the handcuffs off then I hug Abby tightly.

"Abbs, I'm gonna need you to keep a close eye on her." Gibbs says glaring at me. I bite my tongue hoping I don't have to tell what happened or why I did it.

"I found her. Sitting in the road in all black. Empty your pockets, show Ducky your wrists then I'll take you to get something to eat." I nod than empty everything out of my pockets. The note falls on the groumd along with a paper clip. Tony picks up the crumpled note that had been pierced by paper clip. He shakes his head reading the note. Ducky comes up to examine my wrist. I show him my wrist that were covered with concealer. Apparently he realized there was concealer and wiped them clean to reveal the cuts and burns.

"How long have you been doing this?" He asks looking me straight in the eyes. I stared back at him blankly. I didn't dare show a single emotion to any of them.

"About five years now. When my parents divorced." I say taking my wrist back from him then walking over too Gibbs.

"Let's get something to eat." I follow Gibbs out of the building to his car.

"Why? I want to know everything since the day you started this." He starts driving so I tell him. About when my parents divorced I felt as if love never existed. It when my mother met Chase, then married him and he thought he had full control over Hunter and I so he beat us. He knew that the more he beat Hunter, the worse and worse I would get. He also knew threatening Hunter that is he told mom Chase would kill me. They hurt Hunter a lot. I was like his saviour. I stayed strong for him and let him cry to me when he needed it. He was my buddy. And I will always miss him. There won't be a day I won't miss him. Gibbs only listened to me. He didn't talk he just let me say what I needed to say.

Inside chili's was warm and not cold like it was outside. All I could think of was Hunter.

"You'll be staying with Abby. You will also be going to counseling for this. You will always be with Abby. You'll be going to online schooling. When Abby is at work, your with her. When she's at home, your at home with her. Understand me?" I nod my head at my new life style.

"You're only seventeen. Please don't do that. That really does hurt us all. You're like a little sister to both Tony and Zeeba. They would kill for you. Ducky and McGee would do anything for you. And if you asked Abby for help, you know she'd help you in a heart beat. And I hope you know you can always come to uncle Gibbs for anything. Whether it be help or concert tickets or clothes I'll figure something out." I nod again and continue to eat my cheeseburger.

Gibbs takes me back to my old house to pack the last of my things. Once I finished packing my stuff I made my way to Hunter's room. I only wish he could take his stuff with him so it doesn't go to goodwill. But I decided to pack a box, so if he ever does come back, he'll have something.

I pack his favourite shirt. It had a simple skull on it. The skull had a Mohawk and a spiked choker on it. The design was white while the tshirt was black. He would wear this shirt everywhere if he could. He really would. The only time he wouldn't wear it was when Chase was beating us. He didn't want that.

His t-rex stuffy came next. It was a cute little red t-rex stuffy that I won in a claw machine. Hunter really wanted it so I was determined to get it for him. It took me twenty three dollars in quarters to get it but I did. Since then he hasn't let it go. He named him Rex and took him everywhere he went. He did everything with Rex. One time Chase ripped his head off because he knew Hunter thought Rex was real and was an actual living thing. So I sewed it back on for him.

Bells came next. Bells was the little rabbit study he has had since birth. Bells want as important as Rex but he was majorly important in Hunter's life. Bells was given to Hunter when he was born from dad. Dad wanted his first present to be the best so he got him a huge rainbow rabbit. Chase knew to NEVER mess with bells or else I would open my mouth to mom.

I also put in the picture of Hunter and I at his eighth birthday not too long ago. I held him close to me while we are eating cake with mom in the background giving a thumbs up. My hair was freshly died blue and purple and my makeup was on point. I had finally worn the black Marilyn Monroe dress mom gave me. Hunter was in his skull shirt and ripped jeans. Mom wasnt really a metal head or punk. She was pop person at heart. But she used to love Sleeping with Sirens, Fall out Boy, My chemical Romance and Panic! At the Disco. I remember how happy mom was when she heard Fall Out Boy, My chemical romance and Panic! At the Disco were touring togeher. She took me to the nearest concert she could. She was just so happy.

I close the box then walk to my mom's room. I look through her closet then find her P!ATD: A Fever You Can't Sweat Out shirt, FOB red logo tank top, and MCR graveyard shirt. I take them, putting them with Hunter's stuff. I find Gibbs in my now empty room.

"We have come to find out, your parents didn't die on impact, they were murdered." He says taking my suitcases. I slung my backpack and messenger back on them pick up the box.

"What about Hunter?" He was either kidnapped, or her left the crash sight and he's lost or both." He says walking out.

"So there's a possibility he's still alive?!" I say stopping. Gibbs just nods.

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