Just One More Mistake (Carziger)

1. Prolouge

¤ Maxx ¤

I rocketed on the mattress, my frail body slamming into the stained sheets. Again. Kicking away from Austin, struggling trying sit up, I crawled to get away from my 'boyfriend'. He was going to do it again. I already felt it. His breathing all wrong, and those fist were curled too tight for casual. Ice danced down my spine recalling how many times they've choked me.

Austin started slowly inching toward me, oh God why can't he just get it over with? Does he just enjoy the fear in my eyes. I grabbed a fist full the sheets, racking my fingers into the fabric, thinking maybe if I pulled on them enough he'd go find someone else. This has happened so many times before. Austin gets pissed over nothing, he breaks something, then he wants to have his way with me. Fuck, Austin won't even get pissed, he'll just start beating me.

I ran a dry tounge over my chaped lips.

My boyfriend stared me down, taking in every detail of the shaking mess in front of him. My breaths were more of dog like pants when he met my eyes. For a split second I thought he was going to apologize for everything, say he was sorry, and try to make it up to me. When we first started out he would probably treat me like the human being I once was, but now I was just his little toy. Austin huffed and stormed out of our bedroom.

I let out an aired breath. Usually he doesn't hesitate like that, he just, does what he wants and leaves me. The thought made me want to puke. I curled myself into a little ball on the bed and waited for Austin the slam the door for what seemed like the millionth time.

Everyone thought we were so happy, and that nothing could separate the chains linked to us. Me and Austin were what seemed like the models of the perfect couple to everybody. Memories of what we once were pushed tears out if my eyes. Austin was just so nice and told me he loved me all the time. Then I fucked it up by becoming too clingy and lovey dovey. His touch was just so warm and soft, who would dare not forgive him after that one stupid fan incident. She was drunk, I let him have too many shots. Sighing, I realized once more it was all because of me everything went to shit.

Warm embraces of happiness held me, remembering one particular time when Austin took out some of his time to give his little boyfriend a guitar lesson. I sounded like crap but he still tried. I fucked up his instrument, like everything else, but he still forgave me.

He wouldn't forgive you if you broke his baby now? Would he, Maxx?

"No,"

***

Austin had a girl with him. I knew it the second I heard I high pitch laughter coming from out the front door. Pulling myself up off the couch, I moved over by the door, waiting for Austin to call me out to open the door. My heart was crumbling at the thought. He didn't even have the decency to hide it from me. I'm Maxx, the boy toy to him.

Three knocks later He finally yelled "Maxx, opened the door!" muffled question came from outside, followed by more muffled lies.

My hand was on the handled but I didn't want to see her. I knew she was going to be so beautiful and she was going to have messed up hair and she was going to be connected by the lipgloss to my boyfriend.

Gulping, I twisted the door knob, and pulled the door.

Maxxy maxx the toy was right. She was everything anyone could ask for. Except smart, I suppose. Austin shoved me aside with one of his monstrous arms, urging the girl inside with the other. She wiggled boney fingers at me, saying something to Austin. Something do with 'roommate' and 'cute'. I mentally filled in the blanks, bunching up what little muscles I had, just anticipating a blow to the gut, or being dragged by my throat a place small and dark. Wondering if the bruises from last time were still visible, I brushed my hand over my neck.

My eyes followed Austin's movements, him smiling at his one night stand, him gently sitting on her the couch, his soft expression melting away when he finally turned to his toy.

Austin stormed over to me, I could already feel him choking me. My knees buckled, and my spine was trying to rip itself out. I weakly threw my hand up, that and air being the only thing between me and him. Austin tore my barrier down, clenching his damed hands my neck. I couldn't take in a breath. My fingers foumd their way around his wrist, and I looked him in the eye, begging him to let me free.

Oh my God, this is how I die. Austin's going to choke me to. OhmyGodohmyGodohmyGod...

The lungs in my chest were screaming for air. All I could do was beg for Austin to mercy me. I hung in the air for a few long moments before he decided to hurdle my body out the door. I crashed into the pavement, brain rattling in my skull. I wasted what little strength I still had on pushing myself up. Scared blood filled eyes met Austin's chocolately one's. Only if the expression was sweet as that.

He stepped down off the porch, reaching down, me atemping to scoot away, skinny jeans snagging on the rocks. Austin's fingers tangled in my hair as he dragged my into the air. For a split second I thought he was going to drop me. His eyes were just so damn chocolately.

I was wrong again.

I'm always wrong.

He slammed my head into the corner of the peeling wooden hand rail. Total. Darkness.

Maxx Danziger is out cold.