More Specifically, Me Maxine
Pasta!
Maxine’s POV
I sit up with Martin in the car, he’s still driving after Razor told him to. Man you have to love her, for being only sixteen she can be assertive and make even stubborn people like Martin follow the rules. Yeah don’t mess with Razor.
“Take the next right, then his house is on the left.” Razor says, giving the directions to Kevin’s house. I still can’t believe that Warped is in just two days and that the founder is letting us go on for free. He’s even giving us a bus to ride on after being cramped up in a van for the past two weeks.
We reach the huge brick house where a tall grey haired man waits for us on his porch.
Razor runs out the car and straight to Kevin giving him a huge hug.
“Thanks so much for letting us come on Warped, means a lot.” Razor says as we get out of the van to meet him.
“It’s no problem, plus I love helping out people, with Maxine in her position she could need all the help she could get.” Kevin says.
“That means a lot Mr. Lyman.” I say.
“Don’t call me Mr. Lyman, it makes me feel old. So are you Maxine?”
“Yeah, and this is my boyfriend Martin, you know the band Boys Like Girls?”
“Didn’t you guys play in 07’?”
“Yeah, it was pretty awesome, thanks again for letting us come on.” Martin says.
“Hey it’s no problem. Razor you told me Matt was coming, where is he?”
“Do I have to drag his ass out of the van? Dammit hold on.” Razor says before going into the van and literally dragging Matt out of the van.
“Let me go I’m not done being sad!” He yells.
“What’s wrong with Matt?”
“Leda died after getting shot last week and Matt is still struggling in sorrow.” Martin tells Kevin.
“Oh man that must be tou-”
“Razor let me go my face is going to be scratched up!”
“Then get up on your feet so I don’t have to drag you!”
Matt gets up on his feet and walks towards us.
“I blame Razor.” Our sad friend says.
“It’s okay Matt, I know how it feels.” Kevin says.
“You got your face dragged by Razor?”
“Yeah, don’t mess with her. Now come on inside, I made food.”
“Food! Kevin you are the best!” Razor says.
We walk into the kitchen where plates of pasta are laid on the glass dinner table.
“Kevin you didn’t need to do this.” Martin tells him.
“Yeah I did, I bet all you have been eating is fast food.” The oldest says.
“And my moms muffins.” Razor tells him as we are seated.
“Still junk food, now tell me how it is.”
We all try a bit of the food and I instantly shove more of it in my mouth.
“Can I guess you like it Maxine?”
“Fuck yes!” I say with food in my mouth.
“Slow down, you still need room for dessert!” Kevin says.
“I want your recipe so I can make this on the bus, please tell me the bus has a stove!” I say.
“Correction, I’m making it. I don’t want you touching anything electrical.” Razor says.
“I touch my phone and my laptop. What's your issue?”
“Freshman year and your burnt finger. Ring a bell?” She says, bringing up the memory of when we were using her stove and I may have put my finger underneath the lit burner.
“I hate you but then I get to cut whatever there is to cut!”
“Sophomore year, knife, brownies.”
“What happened in Sophomore?” Matt asks.
“She broke her finger while cutting brownies and then I had to drag her to the hospital so she could get a small cast.”
“That fucking hurt, I still have a scar from that mess.”
“Which is why I’m hiding the knives.”
“My knife saved our knife a few days ago and it hasn’t even gotten a thanks!” Matt says.
“Can someone fill me in?” Kevin asks.
“I had an abusive boyfriend, he dated an old friend of mine who I stopped being friends with and he shot Leda then Matt had an adrenaline rush and used a knife to stab my abusive boyfriend and now Matt wants us to say thank you to an inanimate object.” I say.
“Got you.” Kevin says and we all go back to eating our pasta with minimal chit chat.
We finish up and then Kevin takes our plates and gives out some of the most delicious things ever, a hot fudge sundae themed cupcake. It looks so familiar, just like the ones my dad would make when I was younger.
“This looks like something my dad made when I was a kid, he always made them once a week on Fridays as our father-daughter treat. It looked so big when I was a kid and I could never finish it.” I say, looking back at the past and holding a tear back but it falls down my face.
“Crazy how I gave someone the idea a long time ago. May I ask who your dad was?” Kevin asks.
“His name was Alex. I don’t know much but Pete Wentz told us that he was in a band.”
“I remember giving this recipe to a girl name Isobel Gaskarth, she did pass this down to her son though. I don’t know if he has a daughter and Isobel died two years ago so I can’t call her, but I have her husband, Peter’s number. Would you like me to call him?”
“That would amazing. My grandmother was named Isobel, I don’t know my grandfather though so I wouldn’t be able to tell you.” I say as I dig into the yummy treat that tastes exactly how my dad would make it.
To: Maxine
From: Unknown Number
How dO yoU remember that i made that yearS ago? it must tastE exactly how i made it. after all my mom gave me that recipe from a friend she knew before she died. you would never be able to finish that treat though so i’d finish it for you. i love you doll. oh and please call jack, he gets worried about you. he just wants to know what his girl is up to.
I read the text that spells house and start to get a suspicion on who this unknown number is. Dad could that be you? I wonder but I still don’t answer.
Kevin calls Peter and they talk for a bit about the recipe.
“Okay so Peter told me that he does have a son named Alex but he doesn’t know much about him since him and his wife got a divorce and that he stayed with Isobel and he just didn’t stay in contact with his wife after it. What he does know is that his son had a daughter but doesn’t know her name, the year she was born or who Alex had the baby girl with.” Kevin tells us, putting my hopes down since I really thought that Peter would know. Oh well, gotta keep my hopes up, maybe something will happen later.
“Sorry about that Max, I really thought that we would have a lead to find him. The only thing we have are those strange text messages and Jack.” Martin says, rubbing my arm.
“You couldn’t do anything Martin, don’t blame yourself. Plus something says that Jack may be able to help us.” I tell him.
“What strange texts?” Kevin asks.
“Ever since we started this journey I’ve been getting text messages from an unknown number. The person behind it has even been sending things in code and knows everything I’ve been doing and basically knows what will happen and it’s just weird, like they know my life story before it even happens.” I say.
“I don’t know what to tell you other than that person could be the one you least expect Maxine but let’s not worry about that, you guys are helping me get everything set for Warped tomorrow for any last minute touches. I’ll show you the guest rooms.” Kevin says weirdly and he takes all of us to each of our rooms for the night, Martin and I in one together and Matt and Razor in separate ones.
*Hours later*
I can’t sleep at all, I took my meds that would normally knock me out but for some reason sleep just won’t call for me. I toss and turn to the point where Martin wakes up.
“Babe it’s like two am, what’s wrong?” My boyfriend’s sleepy voice asks.
“I don’t know, I just can’t sleep. I’m going to take a walk okay?” I say to him and put on a robe from the closet I found in there.
I silently walk down the stairs of Kevin’s house and to the front door just to take a walk to refresh my mind, nights like these I just need to.
I’m walking around for about fifteen minutes where I bump into a familiar face, Jack.
“Jack what are you doing here in California?” I ask.
“I’d ask the same to you, I couldn’t sleep for some reason.” He says.
“Same, I’m actually staying at Kevin Lyman’s house. Razor knows him and he’s taking us on Warped!”
“That’s awesome! How are you and Martin?”
“We had a big fight yesterday but everything is all good now. What about you and your husband?”
“We are doing perfect, we’re still trying to find someone though. He still misses her a lot though.”
“Aww well one day you’ll find her. Hey you never told me what his name was though.”
“Who?”
“Your husband’s”
“Oh his name? His name is Rian.” He says, pausing a bit before saying his husband’s name making me feel suspicious but I slide it off.
“Hey do you ever get strange text messages from strange numbers giving you hints and acting like they know you?” I ask.
“No why?” He says a bit too quickly.
“It’s been happening to me. I don’t even know why. Oh something happened to Leda.”
“What did Matt break up with her?”
“She died Jack, by gunshot but Matt got the guy back and killed him.” I say.
“Well do you know who did?”
“I’d prefer not to if that's okay, hey I should get back to Kevin’s house. I don’t want Martin to worry about me.” I say.
“It was nice seeing you again Maxine, well good luck!” Jack says.
“You too Jack!” I say, walking peacefully back to Kevin’s and feeling a bit sleepy.
To: Maxine
From: Unknown Number
Wonder wHy you couldn’t slEep maxine? well at least you got to see youR dEar friend jack, i hope you have fun darling. we love you!
I sit up with Martin in the car, he’s still driving after Razor told him to. Man you have to love her, for being only sixteen she can be assertive and make even stubborn people like Martin follow the rules. Yeah don’t mess with Razor.
“Take the next right, then his house is on the left.” Razor says, giving the directions to Kevin’s house. I still can’t believe that Warped is in just two days and that the founder is letting us go on for free. He’s even giving us a bus to ride on after being cramped up in a van for the past two weeks.
We reach the huge brick house where a tall grey haired man waits for us on his porch.
Razor runs out the car and straight to Kevin giving him a huge hug.
“Thanks so much for letting us come on Warped, means a lot.” Razor says as we get out of the van to meet him.
“It’s no problem, plus I love helping out people, with Maxine in her position she could need all the help she could get.” Kevin says.
“That means a lot Mr. Lyman.” I say.
“Don’t call me Mr. Lyman, it makes me feel old. So are you Maxine?”
“Yeah, and this is my boyfriend Martin, you know the band Boys Like Girls?”
“Didn’t you guys play in 07’?”
“Yeah, it was pretty awesome, thanks again for letting us come on.” Martin says.
“Hey it’s no problem. Razor you told me Matt was coming, where is he?”
“Do I have to drag his ass out of the van? Dammit hold on.” Razor says before going into the van and literally dragging Matt out of the van.
“Let me go I’m not done being sad!” He yells.
“What’s wrong with Matt?”
“Leda died after getting shot last week and Matt is still struggling in sorrow.” Martin tells Kevin.
“Oh man that must be tou-”
“Razor let me go my face is going to be scratched up!”
“Then get up on your feet so I don’t have to drag you!”
Matt gets up on his feet and walks towards us.
“I blame Razor.” Our sad friend says.
“It’s okay Matt, I know how it feels.” Kevin says.
“You got your face dragged by Razor?”
“Yeah, don’t mess with her. Now come on inside, I made food.”
“Food! Kevin you are the best!” Razor says.
We walk into the kitchen where plates of pasta are laid on the glass dinner table.
“Kevin you didn’t need to do this.” Martin tells him.
“Yeah I did, I bet all you have been eating is fast food.” The oldest says.
“And my moms muffins.” Razor tells him as we are seated.
“Still junk food, now tell me how it is.”
We all try a bit of the food and I instantly shove more of it in my mouth.
“Can I guess you like it Maxine?”
“Fuck yes!” I say with food in my mouth.
“Slow down, you still need room for dessert!” Kevin says.
“I want your recipe so I can make this on the bus, please tell me the bus has a stove!” I say.
“Correction, I’m making it. I don’t want you touching anything electrical.” Razor says.
“I touch my phone and my laptop. What's your issue?”
“Freshman year and your burnt finger. Ring a bell?” She says, bringing up the memory of when we were using her stove and I may have put my finger underneath the lit burner.
“I hate you but then I get to cut whatever there is to cut!”
“Sophomore year, knife, brownies.”
“What happened in Sophomore?” Matt asks.
“She broke her finger while cutting brownies and then I had to drag her to the hospital so she could get a small cast.”
“That fucking hurt, I still have a scar from that mess.”
“Which is why I’m hiding the knives.”
“My knife saved our knife a few days ago and it hasn’t even gotten a thanks!” Matt says.
“Can someone fill me in?” Kevin asks.
“I had an abusive boyfriend, he dated an old friend of mine who I stopped being friends with and he shot Leda then Matt had an adrenaline rush and used a knife to stab my abusive boyfriend and now Matt wants us to say thank you to an inanimate object.” I say.
“Got you.” Kevin says and we all go back to eating our pasta with minimal chit chat.
We finish up and then Kevin takes our plates and gives out some of the most delicious things ever, a hot fudge sundae themed cupcake. It looks so familiar, just like the ones my dad would make when I was younger.
“This looks like something my dad made when I was a kid, he always made them once a week on Fridays as our father-daughter treat. It looked so big when I was a kid and I could never finish it.” I say, looking back at the past and holding a tear back but it falls down my face.
“Crazy how I gave someone the idea a long time ago. May I ask who your dad was?” Kevin asks.
“His name was Alex. I don’t know much but Pete Wentz told us that he was in a band.”
“I remember giving this recipe to a girl name Isobel Gaskarth, she did pass this down to her son though. I don’t know if he has a daughter and Isobel died two years ago so I can’t call her, but I have her husband, Peter’s number. Would you like me to call him?”
“That would amazing. My grandmother was named Isobel, I don’t know my grandfather though so I wouldn’t be able to tell you.” I say as I dig into the yummy treat that tastes exactly how my dad would make it.
To: Maxine
From: Unknown Number
How dO yoU remember that i made that yearS ago? it must tastE exactly how i made it. after all my mom gave me that recipe from a friend she knew before she died. you would never be able to finish that treat though so i’d finish it for you. i love you doll. oh and please call jack, he gets worried about you. he just wants to know what his girl is up to.
I read the text that spells house and start to get a suspicion on who this unknown number is. Dad could that be you? I wonder but I still don’t answer.
Kevin calls Peter and they talk for a bit about the recipe.
“Okay so Peter told me that he does have a son named Alex but he doesn’t know much about him since him and his wife got a divorce and that he stayed with Isobel and he just didn’t stay in contact with his wife after it. What he does know is that his son had a daughter but doesn’t know her name, the year she was born or who Alex had the baby girl with.” Kevin tells us, putting my hopes down since I really thought that Peter would know. Oh well, gotta keep my hopes up, maybe something will happen later.
“Sorry about that Max, I really thought that we would have a lead to find him. The only thing we have are those strange text messages and Jack.” Martin says, rubbing my arm.
“You couldn’t do anything Martin, don’t blame yourself. Plus something says that Jack may be able to help us.” I tell him.
“What strange texts?” Kevin asks.
“Ever since we started this journey I’ve been getting text messages from an unknown number. The person behind it has even been sending things in code and knows everything I’ve been doing and basically knows what will happen and it’s just weird, like they know my life story before it even happens.” I say.
“I don’t know what to tell you other than that person could be the one you least expect Maxine but let’s not worry about that, you guys are helping me get everything set for Warped tomorrow for any last minute touches. I’ll show you the guest rooms.” Kevin says weirdly and he takes all of us to each of our rooms for the night, Martin and I in one together and Matt and Razor in separate ones.
*Hours later*
I can’t sleep at all, I took my meds that would normally knock me out but for some reason sleep just won’t call for me. I toss and turn to the point where Martin wakes up.
“Babe it’s like two am, what’s wrong?” My boyfriend’s sleepy voice asks.
“I don’t know, I just can’t sleep. I’m going to take a walk okay?” I say to him and put on a robe from the closet I found in there.
I silently walk down the stairs of Kevin’s house and to the front door just to take a walk to refresh my mind, nights like these I just need to.
I’m walking around for about fifteen minutes where I bump into a familiar face, Jack.
“Jack what are you doing here in California?” I ask.
“I’d ask the same to you, I couldn’t sleep for some reason.” He says.
“Same, I’m actually staying at Kevin Lyman’s house. Razor knows him and he’s taking us on Warped!”
“That’s awesome! How are you and Martin?”
“We had a big fight yesterday but everything is all good now. What about you and your husband?”
“We are doing perfect, we’re still trying to find someone though. He still misses her a lot though.”
“Aww well one day you’ll find her. Hey you never told me what his name was though.”
“Who?”
“Your husband’s”
“Oh his name? His name is Rian.” He says, pausing a bit before saying his husband’s name making me feel suspicious but I slide it off.
“Hey do you ever get strange text messages from strange numbers giving you hints and acting like they know you?” I ask.
“No why?” He says a bit too quickly.
“It’s been happening to me. I don’t even know why. Oh something happened to Leda.”
“What did Matt break up with her?”
“She died Jack, by gunshot but Matt got the guy back and killed him.” I say.
“Well do you know who did?”
“I’d prefer not to if that's okay, hey I should get back to Kevin’s house. I don’t want Martin to worry about me.” I say.
“It was nice seeing you again Maxine, well good luck!” Jack says.
“You too Jack!” I say, walking peacefully back to Kevin’s and feeling a bit sleepy.
To: Maxine
From: Unknown Number
Wonder wHy you couldn’t slEep maxine? well at least you got to see youR dEar friend jack, i hope you have fun darling. we love you!
Notes
Hi everyone! I've figured out how many chapters there will be, 19 + an Epilogue. I don't know if there will be a sequel though just because well I don't know if it will be best.I'm writing chapter 19 now and soon in some chapters there will be DRAMA but what ever.
Also I may be joining Art Club which is 2 Fridays a month so that will be fun.
Would any of you want to see my art?
Also who knows from what anime the chapter title is from?
Till darkness completes us,
Sarah's Butterflies
Thanks so much! Stay tuned in for the sequel that should be up by next week!
10/12/13