Ruin my life | Maxley

Chapter 7 (the full thing this time)

Bradley's Pov:

I managed to slightly push myself up so I was nearly sitting up straight. The doctor who came in had given me some painkillers and I probably took a few more that I should've, but it allowed me to finally be able to move properly without wanting to smash something from the agony I was in.

I just sat in the bed, I didn't really have much to do. No one would visit me, unless Tank wanted to pretend he was sorry or beat me up in the hospital bed. Well, that's what I thought.

My door creaked open and I assumed it would just be another doctor coming in to check on me, well it was a doctor and he did check on me, but there was also something else.

"Sir, your brothers here to see you"

He walked out of the room and I was left alone for about a minute, left alone to contemplate what he'd just told me. Brother? I didn't have a brother. Did my sister get married and not tell me? Did my mother adopt a child with her newest wife? Did my father have some secret child he never told me and my sister about? My questions were shortly answered when the door opened and a boy with messy black hair and bruises dotted all over his face and arms stepped into my room.

"Max?!"

Why was he here? Could this kid not leave me alone? I mean I guess it was kind of nice that someone had visited me, but why would he want to? I've only been nice to him like twice, and I'm not really sure why I did that (probably because it pained me to see his pretty face so upset) but it wasn't like that meant I wanted it be friends with him, that was most definitely not going to happen.

Max's pov:

I could barely look at him without starting to feel ill and upset. Practically every part of him was in a cast, he was hooked up to an iv and heart monitor, and there was dried blood matting his hair. But at least he was alive and awake, that was really the best i could ask for right now.

I could tell he was confused on how I was here, maybe even a little bit pissed off, I mean I kinda understood why and to be honest I didn't really understand why I was here in the first place, but whats done is done and I can't turn back time to not listen to Bobby and not get drunk at that party.

"I don't really know why I came.. I just wanted to make sure you were alright and check on you I guess"

I rubbed the back of my neck and shrugged my shoulders, trying to explain to him why I was here and get him to understand,and maybe even try to make myself understand a bit more.

Bradley looked at me, and his expression slowly softened, motioning to the chair next to him bed, beckoning me to come and sit in it.

We sat there for a while not talking, but the silence didn't seem that awkward, it was kinda comfortable?

"Thanks freshman. I didn't think anyone would come"

He looked kind of ashamed, it made me even more desperate to comfort and help him. He was alone in this hospital with the expectation that no one was coming for him, he had anticipated he'd be stuck here for however many days with not a single person coming to help him, coming to visit him, coming to bother acknowledging his existence. Bradley had gone from being the most popular person in our college to practically a no-body, and I guess it was kinda because of me. But at the same time, it was his decision to cheat. I just played the game to my best ability and managed to win, that wasn't my fault. But now he'd changed, once again I was sure of it. Even if he didn't show it in front of other people.

"Hey it's no worries, I'm happy to be here."

I smiled at him leaning onto the arm of the small cushioned chair in the corner of the room I'd been sitting on.

"I do wanna talk to you about something though.."

He looked up at me, with a quizzical expression obviously being oblivious to what I was going to talk about.

"In the cell.. you were so nice to me, you let me cry into your shoulder but then In the lunch hall you were so.. it just- it just felt like none of that mattered to you and I really thought you changed."

We both looked at eachother, not breaking eye contact. We were silent for what felt like years, maybe even a millennium before Bradley finally spoke.

"I'm trying to change. I like you max, I don't wanna hate you. It's just hard, with all the gammas and the way everyone thinks about me now.."

He didn't look at me, just stared down at the floor like his life depended on it. This made me final in my decision. I was gonna be friends with Bradley, maybe even more.

Bradley's Pov:

That was probably the hardest thing I've ever said. And that's speaking by a lot. Max was supposed to be the guy I hated more than anything yet right now all I wanted to do was sit here with him and hold him and never let go... and maybe a bit more.

But Max was a guy. It couldn't happen. It would never happen it was just.. wrong. I wasn't going to end up like my mother, I wasn't going to be a disappointment like that, I couldn't do that to my father. I'd already disappointed him so so much.

"You wanna hang out? Well y'know once you get outta here"

Max looked up at me with a glistening look in his eyes, it was so alluring, so charming, so irresistible. I couldn't possibly say no to that.

"Sure that'd be nice.. but how about we do if somewhere kinda private. There's this secluded little place next to the skate park just outside of town , meet me there tonight at six, alright?"

Max laughed, obviously a little taken aback by my offer (well it was a bit more of a command than an offer if I was being honest) but nodded in agreement, I could tell he seemed kinda excited , which made me excited.

"Alright well I should probably get going now, the others will be wondering where I am, I'll see ya later tonight"

He smiled and waved at me as he walked away and I waved back, damn maybe I actually liked this freshman.

A/N: finally got this chapter doneeee, hope u guys like it and just know I thrive off of angst and slow burn so don't expect it all to go right when they meet up.