Chapter 28

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Shelby

I'm standing on the other side of the bathroom, I put my ear to the door hoping to hear something. Nothing.

I lightly knock on the door expecting nothing in return. Silence.

I knock again this time a little harder. I try to open the door but it's locked.

I knock a few more times. The last time, I hear a small 'stop'. And then the door opened slightly.

I walk in, Max is sitting on the ground exactly how I was when I found out my dad was dead.

I slowly walk towards him and sit down next to him. He adjusts himself so that his head is on my lap. I put my hand on his shoulder, I feel him stiffen and then relax.

My mind is all over the place. Wanting to know why Max is hurt and by who.

Ross comes into the bathroom to check on us because it's been awhile.Ross whispers in my ear, 

"He stills loves you, don't worry." and then just walks away.

I'm actually at a loss for words. I was going to stop him and ask him what he meant but I couldn't form any words. 


Yesterday was the one-year anniversary of The Ride Home. When I first started to write this fanfiction I was doing it for fun, (i still am) but this has become part of my life. I just wanted to Thank all of you. Those who have supported me and stuck with me. And those who are just now finding my book and account. Thank you all soooo much. -Andy

Have a good day!! :P

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