Chapter Eight

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Max POV

Jim turned to me with a sad look on his face, he put the bag of clothes on top of the box and opened his arms for a hug. I put the box down and gladly accepted the well-needed hug. "I'll miss you" he whispered into my ear, "I will miss you as well" I whisper back. We let go after a while and leave the shop. "I got what I need," I said "We can go back now" "That is all you need?" Sean asked I nodded my head, he sighed and motioned us to go back to the car.

The way back was silent, not an awkward silence but a comfortable one. I have slowly gotten used to being around them. "So M.X who was that?" Asks Travis, "He was the person who took me in" I replied, not wanting to say anymore because they will ask more questions. Kris must have understood that I didn't want to say more, he shook his head at Travis who wanted to ask more questions.

When we got back to the house I walked into my room, that I share with Xavier, and start to sort out my things. My underwear goes onto one of the shelves in the walk-in closet, my shirts and jeans are hung up on the rack. I walk over to my bed and put my books on the shelf on the bedside table. I take off the old sheets, doona and pillow covers and put my black and white patterned ones on after I have done that I fold the old covers and put them on the end of the bed.

I sit on the bed and put my head in my hands and sigh. All of this reminds me of when Jake, my best friend and brother, was still alive. I blame myself entirely for his death, it was my fault he died. I couldn't protect him. What would he think of me now? I don't even notice that I am crying until I feel the tears blur my eyes and I let out a small sob. I try and calm myself down before Xavier or another member walks in but it is too late, someone walked in, I can hear the footsteps come closer towards me. I didn't look up as I knew that my eyes would be red and also have tear stains down my cheeks.

"M.X are you ok?" Someone asks I nod my head as a response "where is the bathroom?" I ask quietly. "Oh! I will show you." The person replies I look up from between my fingers to see that it is Levi. I get up and follow him, it only takes us a couple of minutes to get there, I am thankful that it isn't too far from my room. I say a small 'thanks' and walk in. I wait to hear the footsteps before I lock the door and turn the sink on, I wash my face and look into the mirror and see some of my red wine hair has flopped over my eyes. I tuck the strands behind my ear and look over at my shaved side and run my hand over it. I need to get another haircut soon.

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