𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞~𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

Chapter 20: You Were The Friend That Was Missing

Max's POV

"When was the other time?"

He chuckled quietly, "About a year and a half ago."

"What happened?"

He looked at me with a look in his eyes that I couldn't quite place, "We found El in the woods."

I could place it now, he looked absolutely love struck, "Why would he be mad about that?"

"I guess he also felt like she was becoming a bigger role in our lives than he wanted her to. He hated her because he didn't want us to get hurt. He thought she didn't want us to find Will."

I frowned, "He explained this to me but not in complete detail."

"I mean I can tell you if you want. We have the rest of the day."

And with that he explained everything, from how Will went missing to the weirdo that lived in his basement.

"...and then she came back as you know."

"Wow. Do the boys know?"

"Know what?"

"That you and El kissed the day she vanished."

He blushed, "No. I haven't told them. Dustin wouldn't stop teasing me if I did."

"What about the Snowball?"

He shook his head, "Nope. They don't know about that one either."

My eyes widened, "Do they even know you guys kissed?!?!"

He shook his head.

"Wow. Why would you tell me all this?"

"I don't know. I feel like I can trust you. Almost like you were the friend that was missing."

I nodded. Because I felt the same.

We sat in silence after hours of talking. And ya know what. It was comfortable.

Lucas's POV

I walked faster, making my way around the block. I was going to the Field. It was after school and I had no homework. Even if I did, I wouldn't have been able to focus. I couldn't stop thinking about Max. The words we said ran through my head.

"You're all I wanted."

She wanted me and I screamed at her for no reason. She and Mike were only friends. And I flipped out on her.

As I strolled into the junkyard, Mike and Max stood talking. I paused, hesitant to approach.

Mike looked up and saw me. He nudged Max's arm and she slowly peered up at me.

Frowning, Max looked at me with a hard gaze. She muttered to Mike, "Let's go."

"Max..." I trailed off.

She grabbed Mike's hand and pulled him past me, "I don't want to talk to you either."

She hit my shoulder as she passed, not looking back.

I glanced at her as she strutted away, her hand still clasped tightly around Mike's.

I shook my head sadly.

What have I done?

Mike's POV

I glanced at Max briefly. She was looking down, still gripping my hand tightly.

"You could've at least talked to him."

She shook her head fast, "No."

"But Max-"

She looked at me, her water line wet with the tears she had been holding, "Mike," She let the tears fall.

I stopped walking and I held her close, "It's okay."

She looked up at me through strands of wet hair, "Thank you. For everything," she said running down the street, leaving me alone in the road.

El's POV

I turned off the tv, tired of the soaps that were being shown. I wanted to watch a horror movie. But I couldn't. Not alone. I wanted to watch one with Mike.

I closed my eyes, turning the dial on the tv to a static station. Wrapping the cloth around my head, I imagined Mike.

I focused and went into the void (I just read Ci's update and she gave me a great word for this so thanks). My eyes blurred then a Mike appeared. But he wasn't alone. He was with her.

My cheeks burned with fury as I watched them talk and laugh. My stomach churned just looking at them. Suddenly, Lucas appeared and Max grabbed Mike's hand, walking away from him. I let out a little sob. The worst part was he didn't object. They continued walking and he wrapped his arms around her.

Hot tears ran down my face, blurring my vison of the image I was seeing. I ripped the cloth off of my face, refusing to see more. I fell onto my bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

How could this happen? Why would he be with her?

I stayed awake all night, numb and sad.

Listen to the second verse of "Enchanted" by Taylor Swift it's saddddd. This is the part that starts with "the lingering question kept me up" Again, thanks Ci.

Mike's POV

I frowned, thinking about the way Max looked at me. She had such a pain in her eyes. A pain that I never wanted to see in her eyes.

Even though we barely knew each other, I trusted her enough to tell her things the boys didn't even know. And she told me things she didn't tell anyone.

I furrowed my eyebrows more, my face heating up with anger. Why did Lucas do that? El and I are obviously together. Why would I want to be with Max? Why would she want to be with me? She likes Lucas.

I shook my head, his complete oblivious blowing my mind. I needed to talk to him.

Max's POV

I ran to my bedroom window, quickly sliding in open and throwing my skateboard through it. I climbed through the window and shut it.

I collapsed onto my bed and sobbed. My tears caught in my throat, making me hiccup.

Lucas.

I hated him.

I hated him with my entire being.

I wanted to scream profanities in his face and watch him break. I wanted to watch him hurt and feel what I do.

Yet at the same time, I missed him with all of my heart.

I shook my head, smoothing my mess of hair behind my ears.

"I'm a fucking mess," I laughed.

How did Mike do it? How did he and El make up so fast? I admired her. But I wish she admired me. She hated me.

But I would have to worry about that later.

I would have to face Lucas tomorrow.

"Oh god. Mike I need you," I whispered under my breath.