6-OPEN UP TO ME

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Max dragged you to his tent.

"Y/n... I feel like shit!" He groaned as he flopped onto his sleeping bag. You sat awkwardly in front of his feet.

"Talk to me." You smiled. He sat up and threw a really...depressed look at you.

"I just feel like I can't trust anyone... I never trusted anyone before, and I trusted Gabbie. But now I know that I should never fucking trust a single fucking thing on this god damn earth again!" Max sighed as he put his head in his hands. You throught for a bit.

"Gabbie was the first person you trusted?" You questioned. He nodded his head with a sniff. "Soooo you never trusted me-?"

"This isn't fucking about you, Y/n!" He groaned.

"I know, I know. But i'm just saying that... You never trusted m-???"

"I said this isn't about you!" He shouted.

"I know! I just need you to-"

"Need me to what, Y/n??? Sit around and listen to you complain??? Well, guess what, princess??? This, for once, isn't about you, okay???? Nobody cares! There! I said it! Nobody fucking cares about what you need to say-!!!"

"We dated, Max! And you never trusted me??? What did I do to loose your trust-?!?!"

"Get the fuck out of my tent before I loose my shit on you!!!" And with that, without hesitation, you got out of his tent as fast as you could and ran to yours. You weren't going to cry about it... No... You weren't a fucking baby... And you weren't going to take his fucking bullshit.

It's a good thing you were trained by the Woodscouts, because you need to smack some sense into that little Maxwell.

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