MAXLEY //

Chapter 13

A/n: TW: SH MENTIONED

》Bradley《

I walked through the city, a million thoughts in my head. It was quiet, no one was around. Only the raging storm in my head. Only me and my thoughts.

This was all my fault. Only if I didn't hurt Max, everything would be FINE.

I am a disappointment.

I shouldn't be alive.

I don't deserve Max.

If someone did something to Max, I would never forgive myself. I couldn't. Could he forgive me either?

I opened my dorm door, locking it behind me. I could return to Gamma house. I could've returned there ages ago.

But... I wanted to stay close to Max. I had masked my room at the Gamma house to look like it was unfinished.

I didn't want Max to find out.

And there was also something else he could never find out. He'd probably hate me.

But I had to do it. Max is mine. And only mine.

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My alarm clock started beeping at 7am. Max.

I quickly did my morning routine and got dressed and headed out of my dorm, stopping infront of the 324. Max's dorm.

His friends didn't know. Were they worried?

My hand hovered on the wood, debating if I should knock or not.

Knock knock knock

The voice echoed in the quiet hallway.

A sleepy ginger.... wait why does he have neon green hair? I swear he was ginger... well anyways he opened the door and furrowed. "Bradley...", he hissed.

"Max is at the hospital", I said pinching my nose as the gross smell of cheese floated in my nose.

"What? Is this one of your stupid-"

"No I'm serious. He was drugged"

"And how would you know that?", Max's friend snarled. "Why would you even care?"

"I'm actually visiting him right now. You could...", I can't believe I'm about to say this. "Uhm... join me. With the other one."

"Wait a second...", he scoffed and closed the door.

I stood awkwardly in front of the door, crossing my arms.

A moment later the fully dressed freaks opened the door.

"Let's go then...", I grunted.

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The three of us entered the lobby, and I headed towards the info lady sitting at the desk.

"We are here to visit Maximilian Goof"

"Okay!", the lady said cheerfully and started typing something. "Room 6B, on the left"

I nodded and mumbled her a thanks, signaling his friends to follow me.

Would Max even want to see me?

The anxiety started to rise, the breath hitching in my throat.

I am not having one of these attacks again!

BRADLEY UPPERCRUST DOESN'T PANIC!!

I pulled down my sleeves, running my hand through my hair as we approached the room.

I led the way in, and Max was there.

I resisted the urge to leap into his embrace. Instead I decided to cross my arms and give him an awkward nod.