The next day
Shelby POV
I woke up. Max was still asleep.
His arms around me. I looked down at my arm. It hurt. The cuts... crap. I forgot. I tried to get out of his arms. I had too. It took about 5 minutes. "Finally did it" I said under my breath. My arm started to bleed a little. I went to the bathroom. Cleaned it off. "Hey!" Max said. "H-hey..." I say. "Whatcha doing?" He asked. "I
w-was bleeding..." I said. "Okay are you okay?" He asked."yeah I'm fine!" I said. I'll make breakfast." He said.
"Okay!" I said... Then smiled. He walked out of the bathroom.
Max POV
Why was she bleeding? Is she okay? All these thoughts were going on in my head while I was heading to the kitchen. I paused. Wait... Did I hurt her? Did I? I couldn't have? Was that my fault...? But... What if I did? No... I didn't?
Shelby POV
I came out of the bathroom. I see Max. "Did I hurt her...? I couldn't have...? Was that my fault...? But... What if I did? No... I d-didn't...?" He said quietly. Then he just collapsed. "MAX!?" I yelled. Grabbed my phone out of my back pocket And called 911.
(Sorry I'm bad with coming up with chapter names)
