Max shook his head as he stood up from his bed and walked over to his wardrobe. He picked out a plain white t shirt and black pants from his wardrobe and dressed himself quietly before walking downstairs towards the kitchen. He stopped dead in his tracks as soon as he entered the house. He felt a small pang of guilt when he realised that he was the reason for his mother's tears the other night. He felt guilty for crying over something as trivial as a sandwich. He also felt guilty about leaving her alone the way he had that morning, but he knew that it was for the best. He couldn't deal with being around her right now. At least, not yet. He walked over to the fridge and began rummaging through its contents. He grabbed a bag of chips and tossed it into the microwave, waiting until it started heating up. Once it had finished cooking, he took the chips out, poured some ice cubes into a glass before grabbing a spoon and heading back to the lounge room.His mother was sitting on the cou
It wasn't a question of whether or not he should admit his feelings. It was a question of whether or not he wanted to accept that feeling. So, he refused. Because it was too painful. He just couldn't let himself love her. And that's precisely why he needed to go out tonight. It wasn't because of the girl. It was because he was afraid. Too scary of making a stupid mistake like he used to do with everything else in his life. Afraid of allowing someone close to him to see that side of him that he tried his best to hide. Afraid of letting her see him weak. And more importantly, afraid of losing her. And that was precisely why he needed to go out tonight. He sighed heavily, resting his chin on top of his knees as his eyes roamed over the walls. It wasn't his fault that he was so lonely. It was the other guys' faults. He blamed them for forcing him to take part in these dumb parties every Friday. They had no idea that they were hurting him. It had become a ritual for him ever since th
When he finally reached his apartment, he dropped his backpack and headed up the stairs two at a time. He burst through the door, slamming it behind him. He threw the key on his kitchen counter and then rushed past the kitchen into the living room. His mother was sitting on the sofa staring at a book on the coffee table. He ignored her and continued on into his bedroom. He slammed the door closed and then flopped down onto his bed. He pulled the blankets back and then buried his face into them, holding his breath as he tried to keep his sobs quiet. He closed his eyes, wishing that he could disappear completely from existence. Just disappear. He wished that he could forget everything. He wished that he could be as happy as everyone else seemed to be."Hey Max."The young boy opened his eyes and slowly sat up on the edge of his bed. He was lying facedown on his bed with his pillow pulled up to his forehead. He glanced over at his clock and noticed that it was almost 11:30 p.m. "Wha
Perhaps the reason why she was so understanding was because she'as had some similar experiences.Max sighed deeply. He knew that there was only one person who could help him now. He couldn't stay here in Utah anymore. He needed to leave. He needed to go somewhere where he didn't have to worry about being attacked by werewolves every night. Somewhere where the sun actually shined instead of shone at the expense of the light. Somewhere where the air wasn't constantly filled with dust and smoke. Somewhere where the sky wasn't always shrouded in black clouds. Where life was actually worth living. Where he could truly be free.He sighed deeply. This had to be what life would be like in there, he thought. This place would be better than here. Much better. He hoped that wherever he ended up, it would be far away from the werewolf. The sooner he found somewhere new and far away, the safer he would be. The sooner he found someone to live with, the safer he would be. And hopefully, with s
The lobby was almost empty. Only one person was sitting behind the reception desk, reading a book and sipping from an oversized mug of coffee. He looked up as Max entered and gave him an uneasy smile. "Hi."Max nodded his head and walked over to the elevator. Once he was in, he pressed the button for the tenth floor. "Good morning."The man replied with a polite 'good morning', although his voice sounded slightly strained. He then asked, "Are you ready to go?"Max nodded. "Yes."A few seconds later the doors opened and he stepped out onto the tenth floor. He began walking towards the end of the hall. A few people greeted him along the way. Some of them he recognized. Others he didn't. He nodded his head politely at them. They either nodded back or smiled faintly at him."Good morning, Mr. Anderson." One woman said.Max acknowledged her with a nod."Mr. Anderson, are you alright?" a younger girl called out.Max nodded once again. Although he was used to hearing questions of such nat
Once he found one of his shirts, he shrugged it on and moved to sit down on his desk chair. He placed his elbows on his knees and buried his hands beneath his chin. He stayed like that for quite some time until eventually he noticed something strange. He lifted his head and stared at the mirror hanging on the wall across from him, which showed the reflection of him sitting hunched forward on his chair. Slowly, he shifted his gaze from the reflection of himself to the door on the other side of the mirror.There, standing just next to the door, was Max's sister. She was dressed simply, just wearing jeans and a white tank top. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and she was smiling faintly at him, her expression clearly showing that she was worried. "Hey," she murmured softly. "You look tired."Max frowned. "I'm fine…"She chuckled a little and approached him. "Of course, you are. Just like every single day."She reached out and put her hand gently on top of his arm. "How are you hol
He stood by the entryway of the kitchen, looking down at the floor. His mind kept coming back to the image of Max sitting alone in the bathroom.If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten that far. After staying silent for so long, the realization hit him like a slap in the face. Max wasn't the only one who was at fault for what happened that night.It wasn't entirely my fault, either, but it's definitely one of mine...and it shouldn't happen again. I should have known better. He clenched his fists and exhaled slowly. "This is so ridiculous…" he growled silently to himself. He rubbed his forehead, then turned and looked around the hallway, realizing that the only person who could possibly help him now would be his mom. She knew exactly what to do to fix things. She always seemed to know.As soon as he exited the house, he ran up the driveway towards her house, stopping only when he reached the porch steps. He waited patiently as he listened to the sounds of footsteps approachin
Even though he still felt a bit guilty about what happened last time they talked, he couldn't help but feel relieved that he was allowed to talk to her about it.She wrapped him in a tight hug and rested her head on top of his. After a few minutes of silence passed, she pulled away and patted his cheek lightly. "Why don't we go upstairs for lunch, hmm?"He nodded, wiping the stray tears that escaped from his eyes. They headed up the stairs together and sat down on the couch. She placed her plate of food on the table in front of them while he grabbed a fork, stabbing a piece of pasta. He swallowed hard as he brought it to his mouth, chewing slowly. When he finally swallowed, he spoke up."Mom…" he said softly. "About what I said…"She raised an eyebrow at him. "What about it?"He hesitated for a moment before continuing. "I'm sorry for yelling like that. I know you're worried about me. But…it's not your fault. This is something I need to work through myself."She hummed. "That doesn't
“It will be alright, babe. Everything is going to be fine.” Sophie tried to breathe deeply, trying to regain her composure. She knew that nothing was going to be okay if her parents won’t visit the baby, but that wasn’t going to be happening anytime soon. “We’re going to raise this baby together. Your parents are coming to us. I won’t let them leave us behind.” Sophie laughed softly. “That sounds like something a supervillain would say.” Max laughed along with her, kissing Sophie’s forehead.They sat side by side on the edge of the pool. Max was playing with Sophie’s hair absentmindedly, stroking her hair through the wet strands. The water glistened underneath them, reflecting their faces. Sophie had her chin resting on Max’s shoulder. It was peaceful, just the two of them in the middle of nowhere, with nowhere to be except for this private place where they could hide from everyone and everything. Max’s house was huge, and there were so many rooms to explore, but Sophie and Max fo
Sophie feels so happy with her husband Max, she kept kissing him so passionately in his office, that Max finally asked for a break and they made out on the couch until Sophie felt so breathless it was almost painful to stand up straight. They were still holding hands, Sophie could feel Max’s calloused fingers around hers, as he walked them towards their bedroom. He pressed against Sophie, making his way down slowly until they reached the bed where he pushed her onto the mattress. Sophie giggled as he crawled over her. She felt like she could burst with happiness every time he came home from work after long days at the hospital, when it had taken him hours to go home and rest. He told her that he always needed a few minutes before going home, to calm himself before facing her, because seeing her face was such a beautiful sight. He said that even though she looked tired, her eyes were sparkling like stars. Sophie knew that he didn’t lie to her. His green eyes sparkled as well, and
“I love you, Sophie” he said huskily, staring deeply into her eyes. She smiled at him lovingly before she pressed her lips against his once more, pulling him even closer. She reached down and grabbed hold of the hem of his T-shirt, pulling it over his head quickly and tossing it to the floor. He stood up from the bed and pulled his boxers off. Once his pants and shoes were discarded to the ground, he crawled back up on top of her. He held himself above her, hovering over her body. He stared down at her, studying her features carefully. “Are you sure about this?” He mumbled, staring intently into her eyes. She smiled sweetly and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Yes. I want you so badly. I’ve waited too long. Let me show you exactly what I mean.” She whispered. “Show me.” He whispered back. She slipped one of her legs between his knees and placed both of her hands around his neck. With a swift movement, she yanked on his hair and rolled onto her back. “Oh yeah, Max!” She cried
“Missed you too.” She replied. The next moment, she felt Max’s hands traveling slowly up her back. When he was touching her, goosebumps appeared on her arms. He noticed how tense she became and immediately stopped moving. He stared at her for a long time without saying a word. She raised her head and looked directly into his eyes. His expression told her everything. He was completely mesmerized by her, and he didn’t know how to react anymore. “Max, please…” Sophie breathed, breaking the silence. She needed him right now. “I’ll stop.” He mumbled. “No, Max. Please don’t stop, I need you.” She pleaded, looking at him with those big beautiful blue eyes. Her hands were gripping onto the sides of his face, pleading with him to not stop. His eyes softened and he took his hands off of her and moved them behind her neck. He pulled her closer and connected their lips together. As soon as their lips touched she felt her entire body shiver. It felt nice. Her arms slowly started circling h
Max broke the kiss first, his breathing heavily. He kept his head close to hers, his eyes staring deep into hers. He caressed her cheeks with his hands and smiled. Her eyes were filled with tears. She was crying. He wiped away the tears that flowed from her eyes with his thumb. “Are you okay?” He asked worriedly. “Yea. I’m fine,” she replied softly, sniffling. “Just...just happy.” She said, letting out a quiet sob. He pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arms around her. “Me too, I’m just really happy that I can hold you in my arms again.” He whispered against her hair. She looked up at him and kissed his nose. She couldn’t help smiling. “You’re so adorable.” She whispered, nuzzling her nose against his. He smiled. He knew exactly why she was acting like that. She was nervous. She was scared that he might leave her if she confessed what she really felt. He understood perfectly well why she was acting that way. But that wasn’t something he was going to allow to happen. He
Max shivered involuntarily and Sophie immediately put her arms around him. They stood like that for a minute or two, feeling each other’s warmth, enjoying the feeling of the other person beside them. Once they had calmed down, they went upstairs to get changed out of their damp clothes. After they had gotten dressed, they were seated on the couch in the living room watching TV. Sophie was resting her head against his shoulder and was looking at him expectantly. He had an idea and a grin crept across his face. He gently leaned forward and kissed her forehead. She blushed lightly. She looked up at him questioningly and raised an eyebrow. “What’s this for?” She asked curiously. Max smiled happily. “It’s nothing special. It’s just a thank you kiss. A very special thanks. Now go and get ready, we’re going to go somewhere very special tomorrow.” He said smiling happily. Sophie jumped to her feet. She hugged him tightly. “Yes! Thank you!” She whispered excitedly. He chuckled and held he
“Do you wanna talk about what’s bothering you? We don’t need to talk if you don’t want us to.” He spoke softly, hoping that she wouldn’t hate him for asking. Sophie’s shoulders dropped a bit. “No, we should probably talk. It will make everything easier for both of us if we talk it out.” She replied quietly. Max nodded. As soon as he parked the car in their parking lot, he turned off the ignition. Sophie looked confused as well as nervous. She opened her door slowly. Max grabbed her hand before she closed it. She looked back at him with a questioning gaze. “Are you sure? You don’t have to do this if you’re uncomfortable.” He assured her. Sophie looked thoughtful for a minute. “I just wish my mom wouldn’t make a big deal out of everything. She’s never liked me dating guys.” She confessed. “My father and my sister always support me and they’ve been great about my dating life, but they always treat me different when I bring boys home. Mom always says that I’m not good enough for any
Max kept staring at Sophie, the most beautiful girl he ever seen, she always looks so perfect for him and he always want to kiss her. She was smiling in his direction, which made his heart flutter inside his ribcage. She was the first one to notice his stare. “Hey, don’t look like you just saw a ghost. You’re making me nervous!” She laughed. Her laugh is beautiful too but Max didn’t mind it that much because her laugh was always contagious, even though he knows she probably wasn't talking about laughing at him. He smiled back at her, trying not to blush. “Sorry. I’m just admiring how gorgeous you are today. And your smile is so bright! I can already tell you will make many handsome suitors when you graduate this university in the next five years!” He said with a cheesy grin plastered on his face as if he would actually have any chance of winning her hand. He’s been crushing on her since their first meeting. She was the one who introduced them. They were standing in line waiting
Still, the moment that he met Ms. Anderson, he realized that he couldn’t hold on to all the negative feelings that he had harbored for a while. After all, she didn’t treat him any differently, except for her son. She treated him the same way she would treat anybody else, no matter if they were born here or not. And so far, she had never once done anything to indicate that she would be unhappy with the situation he had found himself in.“Well, I’m glad to hear that. Now, do you want something to drink? I’ll get it ready right now. Do you want to sit down anywhere or should I go upstairs and get the glasses out for you?” she questioned, looking at him.“You don’t have to worry about me. I’ll be fine by myself,” he said, waving his hand dismissively.With that said, she got up from the sofa, headed towards the stairs, and headed up.Max looked around the living room. It seemed as if everything had remained intact throughout the years, although he knew that there were signs of changes ov