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-Jen.
Max's P.O.V
And that's when we all heard a crash downstairs.
I shot up from the comfort of my bed and the four of us bolted downstairs to identify the source of the crash.
We sneaked through the living room once we had found nothing, and made our way into the kitchen. The window was smashed and there was glass spewed across the gleaming floor.
I scanned the room until my eyes met a crumpled piece of paper on the kitchen table. I walked carefully over to it, trying to avoid the sharp pieces of glass under me.
I reached the table and slowly picked up the note and what I read made my eyes widen to the size of dinner plates.
In an untidy scrawl were the words I'm back, little Max. Watch out. I gulped and handed Nick the piece of paper with a shaking hand. I watched as his eyes scanned over the message quickly and he averted his gaze to me.
I walked over to the smashed window and saw specks of blood under it. Someone must have smashed it and jumped out, catching themselves on the shards of glass still placed in the frame.
"We should get out of here. Someone must be after you Max. And they know where you live." said Monique nervously.
I nodded silently and reached for my keys. I walked towards the door, Nick, Monique and Iggy in tow.
Once we were out of the house, I pulled out my cell phone and searched for Jenna.
My fingers finally reached her name and I pressed the call button.
"Hello?" her crackled voice rang through my ears.
"Hey Jenna. It's Max. We think someone's broken into the house. The windows smashed and whoever was here left a little message." I said.
"Oh no. Don't worry guys, I'm on my way right now. I'll be 15 minutes just hang on." She replied in a rush.
She hung up and I turned to the others. "Jenna said to wait here for her. I don't think it's a very good idea but we have to get to her some way." I said.
They nodded and I sat on the curb of the pavement, my head in my hands. Who was the note from? Was it the same person that killed… her? Why do they want me?
Different questions whizzed though my mind and each one increased my confusion. I felt someone sit down next to me and rest their hand on my shoulder.
"Hey, guys? Iggy and I are going to carry on to the mall. I don't think we'll be much help." Monique said quietly.
"Sure. I'll call you later." I replied.
When they had left, Nick turned to me and I could feel his eyes scanning over me. I fidgeted nervously and choked out a cough. I was still feeling a little embarrassed about what had happened earlier, just before Monique and Ig had arrived.
"So…" I started nervously.
"Yeah…" he replied.
I cursed under my breath and turned to face him full on. I felt the courage build up inside me and started to feel sick.
"Nick, about what happened earlier. I-" I started but was cut off by the screeching of tyres as Jenna's car raced down the road towards us. Nick and I exchanged looks of exasperation at Jenna's anxiety.
Jenna stopped abruptly and the car door flew open with a whoosh. She ran over to us and examined us, checking for any cuts or bruises we may have obtained in her absence. My hair was covering the lump on my head I had got from banging my head.
Once she was absolutely certain that Nick and I were not harmed, she let out a breath of relief and said, "Explain. Everything. What happened? Who was it? Are you sure you're okay? I-" she hastily began throwing questions at us but Nick cut her off.
"Mom. Relax. We're fine, just a little shook up. Max and I were upstairs and Max tripped up and banged her head so I was looking after. We were going to go to the mall with Monique and Iggy so they came round. We were talking upstairs for a couple of minutes when we heard a crash. We all ran downstairs and the kitchen window was smashed and there was note on the table." Once he said this, he pulled out the piece of crumpled paper from his pocket and handed it to Jenna. Once she had read it and re-read it, her eyes were filled with apprehension and fear.
"There was some blood on the few shards of glass still in the window frame. I guess the guy that was in the house wasn't so lucky." I said.
Jenna pulled out her cell phone and walked out of our hearing range. A couple of minutes later she strode over to us and handed us a wad of cash.
I looked up at her in confusion and she smiled down at me. "Go to the Golden Hotel in town. Book two adjoining rooms, I'll be there in around 2 hours. I called the cops to tell them what happened. And I've called the hotel to tell them to let you book a room, 'cause you're underage. Go quickly, I won't be long." She said in reply to expression.
"Okay." Nick replied and we started walking into the town. I was worried someone was going to stop us, that someone being the deranged freak that left me a note telling me to 'watch it'. But Nick and I made it to the hotel with no trouble.
We marched up to the counter and the young man looked up with a smile on his face.
"Hi, my mom just called, she said to let us book a room." Nick said.
I noticed the guy was staring at me with a weird expression plastered on his ugly features. His eyes travelled from my face down to my chest and I self consciously crossed my arms to hide the view.
Nick frowned and I saw his eyes narrow at the guy.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. You're room keys are all set. Here you go, sir. That's 98.00 please." He said, slightly distracted by me. Well, slightly was an understatement. I could practically see the drool hanging from his gormless mouth and cringed.
"Geez, I know I'm hot but there's no need to drool." I snarled.
His head snapped up in surprise. He obviously thought that I wouldn't comment on his perverted behaviour. What a dumbass.
Nick shoved the money roughly into the guy's hand and turned to walk to the elevators.
"Pig." I muttered as I followed Nick and I could feel him staring at me from behind.
Once I reached Nick, I whispered, "Follow my lead." And then put my arms around him. I felt him smirk and he wrapped his arms around my waist and he chuckled.
I giggled flirtatiously into the crook of his neck and lifted my leg up behind me, like you see lots of those girls do in the movies, when they kiss their dream guy.
I slid my hands up and down his arms and smiled at him mischievously. There was a ding to signal the elevator had arrived and we both stumbled in, holding our stomachs as we howled with laughter.
You probably wouldn't think it was that funny, but if you were there, you'd be bathing in your own tears from laughing so hard.
We reached out level and fell out of the cramped elevator. We made our way down the corridors in search of our room.
186, 187… Aha! 189! This was our room, so I slid the card though the lock and opened the door.
The room was a tolerable size, with two twin beds, a television and a small closet. There was a door which led to the bathroom and another with must have led to the room Jenna was going to stay in.
I sighed and flopped onto the bed nearest the bathroom, whilst kicking off my sneakers.
"Are we just staying in a hotel because of the note, or because of something else?" I wondered out loud.
"What are you saying?" Nick replied.
"Nothing, it just doesn't seem like the note was a big deal. I don't see why we have to come all the way into town to stay in a hotel." I said.
"Maybe it's because the note that was left told you to 'watch out' Max. And the fact that it had your name on it points out that this person wants you. It's a huge risk staying at home." He said.
Nick walked over to me and sat down on the bed next to me. He got the remote control for the television and switched it on. After a couple of minutes of sifting through the hundreds of channels, he came across the film channel. I scooted over to one side of my bed so he could lie down with me.
I realized that this was the horror channel. Ugh, how incredibly cliché.
After half an hour of watching the film, I already had a death grip on Nick's arm and my head buried in his chest out of fear. I'm pretty sure I had cut off Nick's circulation in his arm, so I loosened my grip as I had calmed down. Oh, the humiliation!
I'm pretty sure I had viewed Nick's armpit more than the freaking film. I could feel myself drifting off to sleep. It had been a long day and I needed some rest.
Nick's P.O.V
The film I had been watching ended, and I looked down to see Max fast asleep. Her head was resting on my chest and her slow breathing soothed me. As much as I would have loved to stay there, I got up carefully. I had to stay awake for when Mom gets here. And I'm pretty sure I would have fallen asleep if I had stayed on the bed.
Half an hour later, there was a soft tap on the door. I opened it as quietly as I could and found my mom standing in the doorway.
I opened the door wide to let her pass. She drifted in and I asked, "What happened?"
"Oh, nothing really. The idiots seem to think that it's not a big problem having somebody break into your house and leave you a threatening note. Anyway, I need some rest. Best get to bed before I collapse with exhaustion. Good night, love." She replied.
I nodded in response and handed the room key to her. She gave me a hug to say goodnight and walked into her own room.
When the door had snapped shut, I walked back over to Max. Lifting her up, I pulled the sheets out from underneath her and lay her back down. I set the sheets down over her and brushed a stray piece of hair out of her face.
I smiled to myself, for no apparent reason and made my way over to my own bed. I lay down, thinking about the past 24 hours. I knew it was going to be hard to get to sleep tonight, knowing Max was in danger.
Everything was calm in my life before I had met Max. I never got into trouble at school and there was never any threats made. But it all changed the day I met Max.
I looked over at her peaceful figure and sighed. Man, she was beautiful. When she had kissed me earlier, I thought I was going to collapse out of happiness. I've never really felt like this before, with anyone else.
Man, I'm in too deep.
Wow. This took me ages to write. It's the longest chapter I've ever written. 5 pages long! And usually my chapters are only 3.
Seeing as you got more writing, I think I deserve more reviews, don't you?
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-Jen.