Counting The Stars and Scars

*Max's POV*

After a night of tossing and turning, I woke up to my phone ringing, it was Vic, I was reluctant to answer it, but I did, "Hello?" I said in a sleepy tone, "Hi, did I wake you?" he asked, I could tell he was treading carefully, he knows how sensitive I am, especially after arguments, I looked at the clock, it was 8:50am, "Yeah but I needed to get up and ready in ten minutes anyway" I said, "Please don't go, Jaime is really sorry he hasn't came out of the guest bedroom or ate anything since the argument last night, he really wants to fix things, come over and you guys can talk it out?" he asked, I felt tears building up, I stayed silent, "Please Max" he pleaded but I wasn't going to give in, "Maybe a little time apart is a good thing, we can clear our heads then, yeah?" I said, crying, "But Max, I really..." he said before I cut him off, "Look I need to pack and get ready I'll text you when I arrive there so you know I got there safely, bye Vic" I said before hanging up, not giving me a chance to answer. I hoped out of bed, drying my eyes and grabbing a towel, I went through to the bathroom turning the shower on, as I jumped in my eyes flickered to the razor, and then back to my arm, "Don't do it" I kept telling myself but something just came over me. I grabbed the razor and somehow managed to pull a blade out of it, I looked at my wrist and dragged it across, "Fuck" I muttered as I made more cuts, pressing the blade as hard into my skin as I could, getting relief out of it, I broke down completely, I curled up under the shower, crying, watching the water drain away.

I heard a knock at my door and turned the shower off, I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me as I made my way to my bedroom and grabbed shorts and a baggy jumper, I quickly threw them on and ran downstairs hearing another knock, I looked out the peep hole, it was my uncle Marty, I unlocked the door and swung my arms around him, "I've missed you so much!" I said, "Hmm I missed you too" he replied, we pulled away and I invited him in, "Give me 10 minutes and I'll be ready" I said running upstairs,I put my wet hair in pleat and threw on some comfy clothes and no make up as we were going to be driving for about 8 hours. I pulled my suitcase from under my bed and started throwing just piles of clothes, make up, shoes and other bits and pieces as I didn't know how long I was going to stay there. I ran downstaris with my suitcase and my uncle took it from me, "Oh my god what is in here?" he asked struggling to carry it, "You know, just the essentials" I said trying not to laugh at how red his face was turning. I locked the place up and left a note under the plantpot for Jaime:

"Jaime... I'm away to stay with my uncle and aunt in San Fran for a bit, the front door key is at Mike and Vic's place, make yourself at home, I'll text you so you know I've arrived, I love you so much, see you soon xx"

And with that I got in the car and we left, I climbed in the back seat and lay down as I was tired, 8 hours is a long time to be travelling, I couldn't help but think about Jaime, what if Vic was lying and he hates me? I don't think I could ever get over him leaving me I love him so much! What would I do without him?

Notes

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