Secrets aren't good for your health (boyxboy)

Chapter 21

Max pov:

The darkness didn't last very long.

It was maybe 30 minutes when I heard it.

Matt.

He came running into my room, not saying anything just looking around. Then his eyes met mine, and what I saw in there scared me so much my body had a mind of its own. I jumped out of bed and tried to make my way to the door, but I didn't make it. He graved my hand and throws me on the bed.

"Now listen here Max, I want you to get some of your stuff together. Only the things that you need, I will look through it when we get there," he turned around looking for something.

"What do you mean? I don't want to go anywhere," I started to get up but he pulled out a gun and pointed it at me.

"Max you need to start to listen, or something bad will happen," he started to walk closer to me. The look in his eyes told me he was scared and mad, but why?

"I'm sorry.....sir," I whispered looking down at the floor and not in his eyes.

"Good boy," he put the hand that he had the gun in down to his side and bring up his left hand and put it on top of my head, I flinched. He seen it but I don't think he really cares, he moved his hand down to my cheek and stated to move my head making me look up at him but there was a knock at the door. Matt looked over at the door like he could see through it so something.

Then he just went tense.

"Max? Can we talk?" Its Jack, What does he want? Matt looked at me and then lend into my ear.

"Go tell him that you don't want to talk to him and that you want him to leave you alone," he pulled away so I could walk to the door, but I made no move to go. He then pulled his right hand up and showed me the gun again. He then put it on my back, pushing me to the door.

"Wait, I don't want to. Why do you want me to?" He was still pushing me to the door.

"Just do it," I sighed and opened the door to see Jacks sad but happy eyes. He was wearing a black shirt with some basketball shorts with no shoes. He leaned in a little bit in to the door frame like he was trying to come in, but I didn't move to let him in.

"Max I..."

"Jack leave me alone I don't want to talk to you," Matt hid behind the door but still had the gun to my back. Jack had this confused look on his face. I felt bad that I was kind of being mean to him but it was be mean to him or get killed. Even though I would rather be mean to him, it makes my hart hurt just doing it.

"Max, what do you mean.... Forget it, we need to talk. It's about..."

"Jack I don't care," I just talked right over him and closed the door. I know this is his house and all but I have a gun to my bad. That should mean something, right?

"Good job Max, now get some of your clothes and meet me in the back, in the woods," I felt bad for what I said to Jack. I couldn't even look at Matt. Matt then walked to the door but before he opened it he looked back at me.

"Promise me that you won't talk to anyone, say anything to anyone, and make sure that no one followers you," I nodded my head not wanting to talk.

"Good boy," and with that he walked out of the door. Not wanting him to get mad at me I got out my backpack and stated to put some clothes in it, I didn't have much so it didn't take very long.

I opened the bedroom door and stated to walk down the hall to the stairs, but I stopped when I saw my brother walking to me. I put my head down and tried not to look at him so he wouldn't talk to me.

He didn't, so I kept walking. When I got to the back door I stopped. What am I doing? I could just tell someone. But then I saw Matt looking at me from the tree lines, so I walked out the door and followed him to this big truck with three other guys. One of the guys was standing by Matt and the other two were standing on the other side of the truck. I don't know much about trucks, but it is dark red, it has four doors, and it has a big bed.

"Let me see your bag," a guy with blonde hair and green eyes, with an ear ring in his left ear, he was wearing a black shirt with black jeans and dark blue shoes said. I looked over at Matt and he nodded his head, so I handed it over to him. He opened it and stated to look through it, after about three minutes he said something.

"It's clean," the guy said and put it in the bed of the truck. Matt put his hand on my back pushing me to the back door on the passenger side. He then opened the door and made me get in. The truck was a lot bigger inside from the outside. The sets were this dark grey color; it was more like everything was a dark grey in the truck.

Matt and the others didn't get in right away, they stayed outside and talked. I couldn't hear what they were saying but I could take a guess.... me. After I don't know how long Matt and one the guy that took my bag got in the back, the others got in the front.

"Where are we going?" I asked looking at Matt as he put my seat belt on me, Matt and the guy that was sitting by me looked at me.

"You are just going to have to wait and see," Matt said looking at the guy sitting by me with this scary look in his eyes.

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A.N. I hope that you like it. I have been having writes block for a couple of days and I just wanted to know if someone could give me some ideas that you would like to be in the story... So just like message me or something if you have an idea.