Before I knew it Sunday rolled around and Max was acting weird.
"Hey Baby Girl I don't think we will have time to do laundry today so you might just have to wear one of my shirt tomorrow."
I looked at the clock and it was only three in the afternoon.
"I could just start the laundry right now silly boy."
"WAIT!" He said as I got up off the couch, "The washing machine is uhhh broken."
"Since when?"
"It just is okay!"
"Jeez I'm sorry I asked." I sat back down on the couch slouching away from him. A few moments of uncomfortable silence passed."Okay Max what's really going on, you've been weird all day."
"Nothing, everything is fine."
"Fine don't tell me, I'm sure Devin's washer is working."
"God could you please not bring him up!"
"So that's what it is, we are back to this jealous shit again?"
"I'm not jealous."
"Then what do you call this?"
"Look I just don't like him okay?"
"Why are you even bringing him up, we haven't seen him since school on friday?"
"We have to see him tomorrow."
"And?"
"I just want him to back off because you're mine."
"Excuse me? I'm what!?"
"Mine." He mumbled.
"No."
"What do you mean Baby Girl?"
"I can't be yours because I'm not that girl."
"What girl would that be."
"The girl you deserve. You are kind and sweet and caring and you put up with me. I'm a bitch and I'm damaged goods. You deserve someone so much more than me, something so much more than an average girl who drinks a lot and avoids her problems."
"Is that really what you think of yourself? Because you are so wrong. You are incredible and I don't care what baggage you have, I'm willing to carry it. I don't care that you drink or that I won't be able to physically show you how much I care about you because I would wait forever for you to trust me enough to let me."
"See you're too good. I can't do this, I can't give you what you deserve."
"Just stop, stop saying that shit. None of it is true, please just really think about it. I can give you the world, I want to give you the world."
"You need to understand that I will never be able to see myself the way you see me. I am a below average girl who couldn't keep her panties on. I can't even speak to my family. I think its amazing the way you see me, really I do and I appreciate it more than you know, but I have to go."
"What do you mean you have to go?"
"I need to get away for a little while, I don't know where I'll go, but yeah."
"I'll get you a hotel room, I need to know where you will be."
"You don't have to do that Max."
"Yes I do, like you said you don't know where you would go so now you do. I'll let you grab your stuff." Without another word he left the living room. As I made my way upstairs I could feel the tears coming. I wasn't sure if I was sad because I had hurt him or because he hadn't asked me to stay. I packed my bag quickly being sure to throw in one of Max's shirt to help me sleep.
When I got downstairs Max took my bag and we were on our way to a hotel.
"Room for two?" The receptionist asked Max.
"Uh no just one."
"Oh of course sir." The man answered clearly uncomfortable. "Room 412 is yours."
Max nodded and we headed for the elevator. The ride up was tense to say the least as was the walk to my door.
"Do you wanna come in?"
"Baby Girl I don't think that's a good idea."
"Yeah you're probably right, but um do you think I could have a kiss before you go, please."
He responded by wrapping his arms around my waist and and bringing his lips to mine. This kiss was full of everything neither of us could say. When we pulled up for air I immediately put my face in his neck inhaling his scent.
"I'm just a phone call away if you need me okay Baby Girl?"
"Yeah. I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow." I replied letting go of him.
Turning to walk back towards the elevators he said, "I expect to see that cute little ass in my seat."
I giggled and went into my room instantly feeling the loss of my best friend. I just needed some time to get over myself so that maybe someday I could be the girl Max deserved.
