I sat on the uncomfortable metal chair in the small room tapping out a random beat. It was cold in the room, and I was itching for a cigarette. I was interrogated by a good amount of investigators, and then I was left in here by myself. It wouldn't be shocking in Maryssa just completely said everything that was happening, she was a little wuss and everyone knew it.

I continued to play the same beat until the officer that brought me in here came back. "Fuentes! Let's go!" he commanded. I stood up and tried my hardest to keep my hands out of my pockets. It was a habit out of nervousness and it was hard for my not to do it.

He led me too a room, and we stood outside the door for awhile. He didn't say anything, he looked disgusted at me. I looked at the window next to me to see that Maryssa was sitting in there. She was tapping her nails on the table and staring at the blank gray wall, biting on her bottom lip like she was in deep conversation.

I continued to study her. As much as I hate her, she had an amazing body. She had curves and that was fucking hot. Thankfully, this blackmail thing could get me what I want from her, but at this point, I don't know is that is happening. I took my eyes off of her and looked up to see my brother coming around the corner with another officer. "You two will go in there and talk to her," the officer snarled at me. I nodded and opened the door for my brother and then me.

She looked up at us and a look of fear washed over her face. She sat back in her seat and looked at her lap. Vic pulled up another metal chair and sat next to me. "This isn't over," I said barely above a whisper. "You are a snitch. It is written all over your face that you ratted us out." She was shaking at this point.

"O-o-okay," she choked out. I smirked and looked at Vic. His expression was plain and he didn't look amused at what I was doing.

"I know Tony is helping you try to get away from us," I mentioned, interlacing my fingers together and putting my hands on the table. She looked down at them and then up at my face. "Don't listen to him. He is feeding you lies. He will tell you to go somewhere, and chances are you will go because you think you can trust him. Sorry to admit, Maryssa, but he is just as bad as us, and if I were you, I wouldn't listen to Tony, or the consequences could get worse."

She didn't do anything, and this was my time to make her believe anything. "And, another thing, I wouldn't run to Escape or Motionless when you have a problem, they will tell us everything you tell them, well because, they want in."

"Bull fucking shit, Michael. I will go to whoever the fuck I want to/ They wouldn't be in on this fucked up plan you and your butt buddies made up. I sick and tired of the abuse from you and I won't take anymore!" she hissed at me.

Bad decision.

"Okay, believe what you want," I said and looked over to the mirror. "I'm done." And with that the door opened and Vic and I were escorted out of the room.

When I was back in the room, I sat down and they told me not to move. I didn't move, and waited for what they were going to bring to me. I sat back and waited for a good five minutes. Soon enough, the door opened and showed Max.

Big brother trying to save his little sister..huh? In his wildest dreams.

Max sat down across from me and sent me death glares. The moment the door closed I sat up and looked him in the eyes. "You fucking listen, Fuentes," he hissed at me, just like his little sister. "If you fucking go near my sister I will fuck you up. Leave her the hell alone and I will leave you alone."

I let out a sarcastic laugh and looked at him. "If you want it to stop so bad, talk to Alex, not me. I have no say in when it ends. I will stop what I am doing when Alex says we can. I'm sorry, Max, you are just talking to the wrong person about this."

He rolled his eyes. "I don't fucking care, Mike. If I can't get you to stop it, I at least want to talk to you. What has my sister done that gives you the need to hurt her?"

That was the last thing I was expecting him to ask me. I don't know why I hurt her so much, the thought never crossed my mind. "I don't know," I honestly admitted.

"Well, you obviously have to have a reason. I need to know, because I need to protect her, and I try as hard as I can to do that, but she has a different problem with you and your brother everyday."

"I'm not going to stop because you want me to Max. I will keep hurting her for my pleasure, and you won't stop it, no matter how much you decide to protect her."

He stood up and walked to the door which was opened for him not to long after. "Your parents are here."

I stood up and walked out. Maryssa was sitting in one of the cushioned seats looking at Max as he made his way over to her. My mom and dad were beyond pissed and you could tell. "Mr and Mrs. Fuentes if you could follow me. You boys can sit over there."

Vic and I sat down in the row of seats across from Maryssa and Max. We were facing them, but I tried not to focus my attention on their conversation. "Soo..what do you think mom and dad are going to say?" I spoke up. Vic looked at me and raised an eyebrow. He was confusing me now.

"I don't know." I stammered. I sat back and looked at my hands.

"Don't make me Max," Maryssa spoke to her brother. He let out a sigh.

"But you have too, Maryssa, how much longer do you want to deal with this?" he inquired. I looked up but not enough for them to know I was looking. She looked pissed and he looked defeated. "It is for your safety, Maryssa, if you don't want to then don't. Continue to take their abuse. Let them blackmail you. I just want the best for you, and this decision would be it. You wouldn't be alone. You would be with Craig and the guys."

She sighed and looked at her brother. "Fine," she huffed.

I just wondered what they were talking about. Why she didn't want to be safe. Why she wouldn't listen to her brother.

The door to the station opened and there stood a man and a woman. The man in a suit and the woman in a dress. They looked at Max and Maryssa with pure hatred. Maryssa sank back in her seat and Max continued to stare at them.

"Mr. and Mrs. Green, could you please follow me," the all too familiar voice of the police officer ricocheted of the walls of the waiting room.

"I need a cigarette," Maryssa muttered, loud enough for me and Vic to hear. I didn't know she was a smoker. "This is fucking ridiculous."

I smirked at her and let out a small huff out of my nose. She looked up at me and shot me a death glare. "What's so funny, Michael?" she hissed through gritted teeth.

"Nothing," I said. She looked at me one last time. The tension could be cut with a knife. It was terrible.

"Fuentes and Fuentes, go!" the officer yelled. I sprung out of my seat and so did Vic. He has been really quiet lately. We followed our parents out and they looked back once in awhile to see if we were following them.

We got in the car and once all the doors were close, my mother turned on the light in the front and turned to face us. "Victor Vincent and Michael Christopher, what the fuck is wrong with you two?! You leave her alone or I will beat both of you to death. You do not treat a girl like that. I do not want Ronnie Radke, Danny Worsnop, or Alex Gaskarth in my house or there will be problems. Understand me?"

"Understand," Vic and I replied in unison. She turned around and my dad started the car.

This is going to suck on my part.

Notes

oh damn.

so.. what do you think Max and Maryssa were talking about?
What do you think Alex has in plan for the guys?
What is up with Tony lately?

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