We Are Broken

Max's Story (The FINAL part)

Sorry that I haven't been updating...

its just I have school, and then after school on tues-thurs I have to stay after and make up my credits because I choose not to pay attention in class

and then when im not at school or staying after im worrying about something else.....IT ALL SUCKS!!

And im sorry.

But here is the last and final part of Max's Story.

[all that above was written like two days ago so yea...sorry for being late again]

[[Warning:: Cursing is in this section a lot, im sorry, im just in a depression state and basically writing whatever comes to my mind first]]

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Nicola's POV

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We drove for what seemed like forever. When in reality it was only 30 fucking minutes.

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[A/N:: Longest 30 mins Ive ever seen]

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I glanced over at Max but it soon went into a deep stare. Shit! All I could think about was how he had such a terrible back story and makes everyone see him as this shitty person when really hes this sweet, funny, and all round lovable person. But was it true? Was I really falling for him? Damnit!

What the hell am I saying of course I am, I mean I get damn butterflies when someone just sees him as my boyfriend or says he is! I fucking hate t he feeling but yet it feels so damn good to not feel unwanted.

I mean for fuck sake someone actually cared about me, I guess he cared about me, hell I dont fucking know!

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[[Again im sorry for the cursing I just read over it to make sure there were no mistakes and I realised there are a lot of words. So yea Sorry.]]

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"So when are we gonna get there!?" I groaned quite annoyed that we were still driving.

"Calm down were almost there." he rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb.

I stared at the gesture. Why was this boy so nice? I dont deserve nice. I never have and never will. What makes me so special from any other girl in the world. All i see is nothing but a girl who doesn't, deserve so much nice people in her life. I dont deserve Max, I dont deserve Bailey, and I definitely dont deserve Andrea.

These three were so nice to me. Fuck! Why did I let this happen? I came here to live with Landon and ive seen more tears than the tears falling when Michael Jackson passed away.

As I continued with my thoughts we pulled up to a gravel road. I positioned myself in the seat so I could look out the cold night windows to see where were at...all I saw was fog.