With all of my heart | Mithzan x Reader

Chapter 2

Back to present time.

Max started uploading, which made a lot of people happy (starts May 30 if you don't know. like actually not kidding), but all good things come at a cost.

He left Sky Media.

I respect his decisions, of course, but it did make a lot of people upset. Ross left with him. A lot of times, since he doesn't record at the Offices, I drop him off at his old apartment to record because that's where he records a lot, with Ross and Tim and everything. I still work with Adam, so I drive there and drop Max off, picking him up afterwards.

I record with both of them, Max and Adam. My main job is with Adam though, and I plan to keep it that way. Everybody is still friends, but just work seperately.

I went to my office which was next to where Max used to work. I looked into Max's old area and sighed, wishing he had never left. I sat at my chair and turned my computer on, sitting my backpack I brought with my stuff on the floor, leaning on the leg of my desk. I didn't bring a purse because eh. My computer finally turned on, the wallpaper being Max and I at our wedding. I set my phone on the table and opened OBS, Team Speak(somebody on my lay book commented that's what they use. Whoever you are, tell me! Even if it's not what they use in rolling with it), Minecraft, GTA, and...what else was on my schedule? People wanted me to play Life: The Game since I've played the other "The Game"s so I brought that up to.

We luckily didn't have any challenges to do today, but we did have "Welcome to the Jungle" which was stupidly funny. Fortunately, it happened after lunch so I didn't need to listen to weird stuff right after I wake up.

Lunch was my favorite time of the day because Max and I always met up to go out. It was when I saw my husband during the day, who wouldn't love that time of day?

A lot of times we went out alone but we went with friends today. Adam came with Alesa, of course, Ross, Tim, and Red. We all went out and had a good time. Well, it was a good time most of the time. I saw my old friend.

"Dylan!" I said when I saw him. He sat at the restaurant table alone and glanced at me before looking back at the table. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Max I hope you don't mind..."

"Of course not, just be careful with him." Max said, kissing the top of my head before I walked over to Dylan's table. I sat across from him. He didn't look up.

"Dylan, what's going on?" I asked. He looked at my hands that were on the table in front of me. I had my wedding ring but continued to wear my engagement ring anyway.

"You're married..." He muttered, still looking at the rings.

"Well, yeah. I thought you knew?" I responded. There was never a time where he acted like this.

"I warned you about him..." He replied, finally lifting his head. His crystal eyes stared into my (e/c) orbs.  There was no trace of emotion anywhere.

"Dylan, I told you I could take care of myself." I recalled.

"Still. I told you he wasn't good for you." I glanced behind him, looking at the table all of my friends, and my husband, were at. Max raised his eyebrows at me. I lifted my hand slightly to signal that I was fine.

"He's been good to me ever since we met. What could possibly be wrong?" I leaned on the table, tilting it slightly because the tables here were totally off balance.

"He wants to keep me from you." He leaned on the table also, balancing it.

"That's not true. He knows we're friends and he's fine with it." I glanced back at Max and held up one finger. I knew he was going to have to come.

"He loves you, more than I do, and that's not safe." What in the name of God was he talking about?

"What do you mean, Dylan? Like really? I haven't seen you in years before PAX, you don't love me that much, certainly not in the way Max does. He's my husband, Dylan. You're my friend. There's a difference."

"But I don't want there to be a difference. There's something about him."

"Dylan a person can love another more than someone else. Max can love me more than you love me. It's certainly possible and totally safe because I haven't gotten hurt once."

"Not true."

"Ross was not Max's fault." I clenched my jaw at the thought he would bring that back.

"You were still hurt. When did I ever hurt you?"

"You left me for that Zoey chick in eighth grade." I clenched my fists. "You thought she was good for you. You know what she did back." I hissed at him.

"And I listened to you."

"After it was happening. You wouldn't even talk to me when your precious 'Zoe' came along. I don't need you to be my father, Dylan."

"I get Zoe was a mistake, alright! But you need someone as a father figure and that father figure is me." He slammed his fist on the table, leaning forward. Luckily, the place was to loud to notice.

"Never speak to me about my father." I spat through my clenched teeth. I glanced at Max and nodded. He could see the fury in my eyes. He started to come over. "You have no right to talk about my dad, to tell me whose good for me, or to tell me to listen to you. You know what happened the last time I listened to you? I ended up getting stuck with my mother."

"When did that–" Max was next to me already.

"I told you about my family. I shouldn't of, but I did. You told me to report it, which I never got the chance to do because my parents got divorced. Then you said to tell the truth, and I did. My mother acted too innocent, and when she got a hold of me, first thing she did was throw me to the ground. You know what happens next." I growled at him, biting my lip. Max took my hand and interlaced our fingers.

"I think Dylan here could use some time to think." He said, trying to stay calm. Dylan stood and grabbed Max by the collar.  They were around the same height.

"I have a right to talk to my friend if I want to." He hissed.

"And I have a right to talk to my wife if I want to." Max spat back, pushing Dylan back down to his chair. I stood next to Max.

"Take some time off Dylan, because if I was your friend, this wouldn't be how you would treat me."

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I know that like it started really happy, but you read the description to the book. I feel like I'm actually getting kinda better at writing, so I'm kinda proud. Thanks for the really early support to this book!

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