Everything's Gonna be Alright (On-hold/To be edited)

Max's Story - Chapter 10 - Gone

Everything's Gonna be Alright

Chapter - 14

Max's Story - Gone

Max felt the car come to a stop, he didn't budge. His elbow stayed glued to the windowsill cheek lying stagnant in his palm. He stared at the multiple cars parked in the car park. All of a sudden David knocked on the window and signaled to get out. It startled Max slightly however, The boy gave him a harsh stare and shook his head. There was no way that David was going to get him out of this car, let alone get him into the god forsaken hospital. He watched as David sighed heavily and returned to the front seat of the car. "Max, please. Can we just go in, please." He sounded exhausted and defeated but nevertheless Max was not about to give in. "No." That sounded colder than he had intended, was he going to rephrase what he had just said? Nope. "Max we've talked about this. Please Max, please. The only reason we're here is just to get you patched up and make sure that you're okay." Max was so tired of having to listen to David beg and plead with him. His stomach was turning and his mind was screaming at him repeating the same thing over and over. The longer Max sat there the worse he felt, finally he concluded to just it over with. There was no way he was going to change David's mind. He sighed heavily himself before unbuckling his seatbelt and getting out of the car.

The closer the pair got to the hospital the stiffer he felt his body become, the more his stomach churned the louder his inner thoughts screamed and the more insecure he felt. He knew he had to get over it though. No point wussing out. He did this. He decided to go in. Swiftly the doors of the hospital opened letting out those who Max considered the luckiest people in the world. He stayed close to David as he looked over all those in the waiting room, coughing and wheezing. He felt a wave of nausea strike his body, before he could do anything David was leading him to a seat. Max sat there fiddling with his fingers and the layers of his cyan hoodie. Before long he had inspected the entire room. Found all possible escape routes, looked over all the vending machines, all the people sat waiting to be helped. Finally his eyes rested on the tv.

He had no clue what was on until he saw flames. Max assumed that it was some sort of action movie, that it was the middle of some intense scene. That was until he saw the firefighters. The fires soon disappeared from the screen, to a news lady he wasn't really paying attention but then suddenly he saw the address. If the feeling in his stomach wasn't bad enough he felt, what some would say his heart dropping. It then cut back to video of the house engulfed by flames. He watched as his house turned to nothing but ash. Before he could do or say anything all his thoughts were interrupted by David. "Max, You okay?" Max slightly shook his head to eliminate the wave of dizziness that had overcome him. "What?" Max asked unsure of what was happening. "You looked kinda lost there buddy, you okay?" David's face twisting into one of concern for what seemed to Max for about the millionth time in one night. Max couldn't say no, so he said the most common lie he tells everyone.

"Yeah, it's nothing."