T/W - Drugs, Self-Harm, Suicide Attempt, Running Away, Rehab Center, Dead Naming, Verbal Abuse, and Angst
POV Max
I wake up, fuck! Another god damn day in this stupid world. I look at the time 3:28am. "Ugh!" I walk over to my dresser and look down at my wrist. I open my dresser drawer, I take out a small box and pull out the blade. I roll up my sleeves, 1 cut, 2 cut, 3 cut... 12 cut. I can't feel anything. I look down to see a lot of blood.
I go into my bathroom and get bandages. I walk over to my calendar, 0 days Self-Harm free. Day 3880 of this pain, Date 3/28/15. (this is set in freshman year for right now)
I take my guitar and start to play Missing You by All Time Low on it. I gently sing the words.
later that day
"Wendy, Roxy, Max, breakfast!" My mom yells. Wendy and I go to school Roman doesn't, he is homeschooled.
Everyone rushes done stairs, I take my time. I put on a hoodie to cover up my arm and head downstairs.
"Roxy give me the syrup." Father demands
"Call me by my real name." Roman snaps at Father.
"Fucking give me the damn syrup little GIRL!" Father yells slamming his hand onto the table.
I look around everyone starts getting into an argument. I rush upstairs and get my shit for school and rush out the door with anyone seeing me.
I wait to the corner Virgil, and I wait at. Virgil already there. "Hey V!" I say happily.
"Hey, my dad didn't tell at me today!" V says excitedly
"that's good." I say kissing V on the head. "He can't hurt you anymore." I say as I take his hand.
"M, did you?"
"yeah, did you?"
"yeah?"
We hug eachother. "I wanna run away.' I say
"Let's do it, let's skip school." V says.
I hold V's hand and we start running to the park. When we get to a net spot in the park we fall down and start laughing.
"We should probably get money."
V say while laying onto the grass patch.
"My parents will be going to work soon so we can sneak in and steal their money." I say. V and I have been friends for about a month now. And my gay ass has caught feeling for him. I mean we have kissed, a lot, but we haven't made it official.
"Great! We can also get the stuff we need, I think we have a tent at our house." See I am a football player so I don't know how long I am going to be able to be away for. They can always just fill me in like they almost always do. The only reason I play football is because of my Father, he makes me do it. He says it will take the gay away from me, I really wanted to join the dance team.
"V?" I say softly.
"M?"
"Can I see your cuts?" I ask. He sits up and takes of his jacket that he hand mades and then he takes off his shirt. I could see how skinny he was, he was all skin in bone. It was because of his eating disorder. I look around him so many cuts and burns I alnost started to cry.
I sit up and do the same. Unlike V I didn't have an eating disorder so I wasn't as skinny as him. We both just look at eachother on the verge of crying. "I love you." I say softly to V.
"I love you too." He says. I walk over to him and kiss him lips. He melts into the kiss and he wraps his arms around my neck. I wrap my arms around his thin waist and pull him closer.
After we put away for air I put my forehead on his with our noses touching. "V, will you be my boyfriend?" I ask.
His eyes lit up and he kisses me again. I smile and kiss him back. I push him to the ground and get on top of him. I kiss his lips and soon move to his neck. I give him a hickey and I move down his body. "Stop please." He says. I push myself up and nod. I kiss his lips again.
"I'm sorry V, I shouldn't have done that." I say then I lay down next to him. He lays his head into my chest.
"It's fine babe, you didn't know." I smile at him with forgiving eyes.
"Love, I never want to hurt you." I says I sit up and put on some clothes.
We get our clothes on and we head to our homes. Sadly my Father was there.
"Boy, why the fuck are you home!" He yells, fuck he is drunk.
"Uh, I forgot my Outsiders book." I say trying to make it not sound like a lie.
"Okay, if you come here again during school hours I will kill you." He says loudly, then I hear talking. Its was a female's voice, but not mothers. Is father cheating on mother? I shake my head and run upstairs. We have a picture frame that we store money in just in case we need it. My father doesnt know about it, mother puts $100 there every week. Right now there were $500. I smile and take all of it.
I run into my room to grab some stuff I might need then I run to Fathers room. He was thankfully in our guest room. I quietly open his top dresser drawer. There is a lot of joints, shit it make more. He also had condoms and edibles. I take a lot of everything, he is fucking wasted he wont realize anything.
I go downstairs where I hear Father and this other women's intercourse. I hold back the throw up and go to the fridge. I grab 4 beers and throw them into my bag. I makes sure I have at least 5 white shirts, my brown leather jacket, and a couple sunglasses and pants. And I grab my brothers rainbow crocks and my normal shoes. I also grab my combat boots and I look around my kitchen. I smile and walk over to the drawer and grab 2 pocketknifes.
I exit the house through the back door and I get onto my bike and ride to our park spot. V was already there.
"Yo V I got a lot of good shit how about you?" I ask while parking my bike. He had a bag and he brought his skateboard.
"I brought blankets, a few shirts, pants, jackets, I have $100 and I brought a lighter, also I have my 3 person tent." I smile.
"That's great!" I tell him what I brought and he kinda just looks at me.
"So you brought the drugs and the booze?" He says smiling.
"Don't forget about the condoms." I say as I start to laugh.
"Why tho?" He asks.
"Fun, not the condoms I dont know why I have them, but the drugs and booze that's for fun." I say
We continue to talk and laugh, then V pulls out spray paint and cigarettes. I smile and nod.
We unpack everything, and set up the tent. We soon get the spray paint, cigarettes, beer, and a lighter and put them into a book bag. We all bring all of our money so if we get robbed we wont lose $600.
A/N - I hope you like this chapter I wanted to do something different, and now yall understand a bit of Max's life and this will probably have a part 2. Thanks for reading!!!
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