Max’s POV

*Flashback*

“WELL HERE SHE IS! THE BEAUTIFUL REBECCA THOMAS EVERBODY!” comes the cry of my bestfriend Josh.

The mention of her name causes me to look up, immediately taking my breath away. There she is my beautiful bestfriend Rebecca Thomas. She was the image of perfection. Now I know what you’re thinking, Max what are you saying she’s your bestfriend and you have a girlfriend. Well I know deep down my girlfriend is a slut who uses me…but keeping her around helps me keep my thoughts off Rebecca. The girl is too good for me, why would she want a hyper cunt like me when she can get whoever she wants.

“Ah Joshie, you always know how to make a girl feel special and loved.” She teases back at Josh causing him to blush. I should be making her feel that not him.

“Well you are. Special that is.” Josh replies causing me to immediately inhale a breath, what is Josh doing flirting with her. He knows how I feel. He’s not good enough for her, no one is. Josh is my brother and I love him to deaf but he’s too much of a flirt and player, he’d break her heart.

I keep my eyes trained on Rebecca, my eyebrow slightly raised at the situation in front of me.

How much I wished that was me right now.

“Well let’s head off to form.” Says Chris snapping me out of Rebecca’s trance. Everyone slowly begins to walk off towards their form groups as I grab hold of Rebecca’s wrist stopping her from leaving. I have to say something, I can’t have her fall for Josh. Because I want to protect her and that…

“Yeah, we’ll catch up.” I shout to the group once Rebecca turns to face me. They immediately nod and continue walking.

“What’s up?” She questions once I let go of her hand.

“What was going on back there with Josh?” I question, raising an eyebrow and cutting to the point.

“What do you mean?” she asks with a confused tone.

“Oh please you were both flirting!” I exclaim.

“What? No we weren’t!” She replies in a defensive tone. Please they were totally flirting!

“You totally were!” I shout back.

“Why does it matter?” she questions. Shit. What am I meant to say to that? Hey Rebeca, please don’t flirt with Josh because it breaks my heart even if you’ll never love me back. Erm no.

“I don’t know…I just don’t think you and Josh should get together.” I finally reply looking at the floor before looking up to look at her in the eye.

“And whys that?” she questions me, raising an eyebrow. because I want you to myself

“Because you’re my bestfriend and I don’t want you to get hurt, you’re my friend Becz, I’d hate to see Josh hurt you.” I reply before hugging her and walking off.

Friend. Why did I have to say that? She’s obviously more than a friend to me but I can’t tell her that. My heart tells me to turn back round and tell her how I truly feel…but I listen to my brain and keep on walking.

I will never have a chance.

*End of Flashback*

I wake up from my dream, the dream that highlighted my past. I loved Rebecca back then. More than anything. I’m sure a part of me, though I won’t admit it, still does.

I couldn’t help but feel like a cunt for everything that had happened. I never imagined I’d see Rebecca again, nevermind finding out she’s dating one of my closest friends and then me getting beaten up by him. I deserved it though. I deserved every bruise and punch for how I had abandoned her.

I also hate the fact I had caused an argument between them, I felt like a bastard for that. From what I am told they are the perfect couple who have been through a lot and despite what some may think…no I don’t want to break them up or come between them.

I sigh rubbing a hand over my face before standing up and dressing. Maybe a walk will do me some good, you never know.

***

I continue to walk around the lot we had parked in over the night. Tomorrow we would be moving onto the next venue. Well I say tomorrow but I mean today as it is currently 4:28am.
I slowly pace around the park when I see a figure in front sat at a picnic table. Wait…I know that person…that’s Rebecca. Without thinking I rush up to her and put my hand on her shoulder causing her to whip her earphones out and turn around.

“What are you doing here?” she questions me. Its then I notice how bad it looks and may seem like I’m following her when I’m actually not.

“Was about to ask you the same question…I can’t sleep.” I mutter quietly. Her face softens as she believes what I just said. She nods before moving over and gesturing me to join her. Slowly I sit down on the bench next to her cautiously, worried I may somehow screw even this up.

“I’m sorry.” She mumbles causing my head to snap up.

“What do you have to be sorry about?” I ask flabbergasted.

She gestures to my face and mutters a quiet “Alex” causing me to let out a breathily sigh.

“Don’t be, he was just trying to protect you Rebecca.” She chuckles a little at my sentence causing me to raise an eyebrow in question.

“It feels weird to hear you call me by my full name…you always use to call me Becz, or Becca or even tails.” She replies answering me.

I chuckle a little at that last one, ‘tails’ was a nickname Rebecca required during our Sonic crazy years. I was always Sonic and she was my Tails.

“Feels like years ago.” I mutter chuckling.

“It was years ago, so much has happened since then.” She mumbles staring down at the table.

“I’m sorry Rebecca, I am just so sorry for what I did back then, if I could go back and change it I would. God knows why I ignored you, I guess a part of me was so heartbroken and upset about losing you that it was either all or nothing, I couldn’t deal with just Skype and phone calls. I needed more. But that’s no excuse, you was my bestfriend who needed me…and I knew you needed me as I was always there to know what was going on inside that brain of yours but I wasn’t there. I had disappeared from you’re life and I have no excuse because I’m that much of a dick. And I’ve deserved everything that’s happened to me because I can’t expect to just be welcomed back into your life. I hate how I acted and I can’t express how sorry I am for it or how much I hate myself. But just know, that if I could go back in time, it wouldn’t be like this, we would have kept in touch every day and hanged out every summer and we wouldn’t be where we are now.” I finish sighing, happy I finally got it off my chest.

She sits there for a moment processing what I just said. I’m expecting her to leave, or yell or insult me over my pathetic attempt of an apology.

“You’re such a dick…”

Yeap there it is.

“But you’re a dick I can’t stay mad at.”

Notes

I felt like this could of been better. but really I wanted to get this chapter out of the way and move onto something I have planned...but after this what we thinking over Max? yay or nay?

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