He's changed me completely(Max Green Fanfic)

Chapter 8

*Max's POV*

'I guess I might as well tell you...' she said sighing.

'I haven't always been like this, you know? My parents spilt when I was 7. Not trusting my dad, my sister lived with my mum and I didn't want her to leave me-so my dad was alone. He got mad and refused to see any of us. My mum then remarried 2 years later. Worst mistake she has ever made,' Blade took a slow deep breath before continuing.

'His name was Dave. He is literally the biggest asshole I have ever met. A month into the marriage, the arguments started. Roughly 4 times a week and over the smallest of things. My sister and I would hide in our rooms every time, afraid. Then over time the arguments got worse and Dave's anger grew. He started abusing my mum and threatening to kill her. I never saw it actually happen but I heard it all. One day, he pulled out his gun. He said he was going to kill himself but apparently the gun went off on its own. The bullet hit my mum. I still don't believe to this day that it was an accident. My mum was so close to death but recovered. She didn't leave him no matter how much pain he caused us,' she looked to feet and blinked a couple times. I never thought I'd see her so vulnerable.

*Blade's POV*

I hate that he's seeing me like this. Tears filled my eyes as memories flooded my mind.

'By this time my sister was 15, I was 13. I could see fear in her eyes every time Dave was near her. I understood though because I felt the same way. We weren't safe around him and my mum was the only person who couldn't see that. A few days after I turned 14 another argument started. My 'parents' didn't know that me and my sister were home-they thought we were still at the beach. We heard every single word said. Then Dave said something that hit a soft spot in me and my sister. He said that it was our  fault that the marriage wasn't working. That it was our fault he wanted to kill himself. My sister ran to our room. I followed her but it was a few minutes until I could finally get in.

**TRIGGER WARNING**

When I opened the door she had a blade in her hand and blood on her wrist. That's when I noticed all the scars on her arms. She had been cutting for months and I didn't realise it. I stood frozen watching her slice her arm again and again. There was so much blood dripping from her arms that I ran.

*TRIGGER WARNING OVER**

I ran out the front of the house and called the police. After nearly 8 years I finally had the courage to call the cops. By the time they got there though...' I stopped not being able to continue talking. Remembering my past was the hardest thing for me to do.

Max started rubbing my back comfortingly as I kept my tears at bay. Taking a shaky breath, I finally continued.

'...by the time they got there, my sister had already killed herself. She was gone but I could've stopped her. I should have taken the blade from her but I didn't-I let her die. She left a note explaining why she did it. Explaining that it was from everything Dave did and told everyone not to cry over her, saying that it wasn't a loss but was happiness for her. I never did cry over her. Not even at her funeral. I kept my promise. After that I moved out and lived with my aunty. I stopped talking to my mum and Dave. I still don't know what's happened since then. I honestly can't be disappointed she self-harmed though...when I did longer than her. On top of my broken family I didn't have friends. I was totally outcasted from school. I was bullied and pushed and beaten. After my sister's death though, I promised that I wouldn't let anyone push me around. That's when I really started being close to Ronnie. He taught me how to fight and he helped me become a better person, despite what he did. He's the only real friend I ever had. Ever since then I haven't let anyone push me around. No one stood in the way of what I wanted. I changed my name when I was 18 and left my past behind me. Until now that is. Edward Scissorhands was basically our family movie. We always watched it and I just...' I finally couldn't take it. The tears broke free from my barrier and for the first time in 13 years, I cried.

I cried for my past that haunts me. I cried for my sister's death. I cried for my hatred towards my family. I cried for every single self-inflicted scar on my body. Max wrapped his arms around me and I buried my face in his chest. I finally let my walls start to crumble.

10 minutes later I calmed down and pulled away. I saw the sympathetic look on Max's face and abruptly stood up. I hated that look. Mumbling a quick 'I gotta go' I left. I walked since I didn't have my car. I didn't mind the cold wind whipping my hair out of my face nor the makeup running down my cheeks. It didn't matter to me.

I made it home to Ronnie sitting in the lounge room.

'Hey how wa-what happened,' tears brimmed my eyes again has I looked as his shocked face. I ran to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, my eyes leaking again.

*Ronnie's POV*

When I saw her face I couldn't believe she was actually crying. I had never seen her cry. I held her close and calmed her down. I sat her down on the couch and she explained everything.

She told Max everything?! OK, something strange is definitely going on with her and Max. She would never do that.

She eventually dragged herself to bed and I did the same. I'm actually worried about her.

~Hey guys! Sorry it took me a month /-\ I've had a lot of appointments with psychologists along with hell (school). I know I say this every time but I will try to update more regularly.

P.S. I still need someone to make a cover please. Bye for now~