Max's POV

I gathered all my strength and pushed off Tyler. I stood up straight and straightened out my shirt. "Tom!" I said, fully embarrassed.

He glared at Tyler evilly. "What do you think you were doing with my sister?!" He yelled, stomping over towards Tyler. He got right up in his face and grabbed the collar of Tyler's shirt. "Don't you dare out one of your nasty ass fingers on her again, or I swear I god, I will kill you!" Tom screamed.

I stepped closer to them and tried pulling Tom off of Tyler. "Tom stop! Don't you dare hurt him!" I yell. His head snaps over to me. "Why not, Maxine?! This dick almost killed you! I should've already murdered his ass!"

"No you shouldn't have and neither should you now! He's not a jerk, ass, dickface or anything else you can think of! You don't know him the way I do Tom!" He turned his head back to Tyler, who was now trying his best to get away from Tom. "This guy is only playing you, max." He mumbled.

"What the hell are you even talking about, Tom?" I asked. He shook his head. "He's playing you just like he does all girls. He just wants to get in your pants and that's it. He'll treat you like shit after he gets what he wants."

"I'm not using her!" Tyler burst, "I would never hurt her like that!"

"Your right, you'd hurt her physically." Tom taunted. Tyler yanked away toms fists from his collar. "Can't you get over the past, Thomas?! I didn't do it on purpose! It was all Alex's fault! So don't even try to blame this shit on me!"

"You could've told someone what Alex was up too! But no! You insured on going and bullying my innocent sister! I'm not going I let you hurt her this time, Tyler!"

That's when Tom threw the first punch.

Tyler fell back and almost went to the ground before he caught himself. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and red liquid dripped from his nose and lip. I gasped and he smirked. "Is that all you got?" Tyler taunted. He didn't even wait for an answer before pulling back his fist and letting it go right in Toms face.

"Both of you stop!" I yelled. Neither of them listened. And by now, they were full blown at it. Punch after punch, they would both have blood on their knuckles or on their faces.

"STOP!" I repeat, stepping between them to and pushing both of them with one hand on each chest. The both went back, halfway breathless and blood everywhere. "What the hell, Tom? I told you he-" "That he's changed?! He hasn't changed one damn bit, max! Can't you see that?! He's just using you, and I wouldn't have done this If it wasn't for your own good....."

I sighed. But right when I open my mouth, Tyler speaks first. "I'm not using her, dammit! I would never hurt her again! I hate myself for what I did in high school to her! I tried killing myself once! You happy now!?"

......He tried....... to kill himself? Now I'm not sure wither to feel bad or happy that he cared so much to do that. One thing is for sure though, I'm happy he's not dead.

"I am, actually! You deserved to die!"

"Tom stop it!" I yelled, punching his shoulder. "He doesn't deserve to die! Don't you ever say that again, or I swear I will hurt you so bad, you can't even shit!" I screamed. He shook his head. "This is ridiculous." he mumbled.

"No shit, Sherlock." Tyler barley said. I shook my head and grabbed Tom by the ear. He let out a grunt as I drug him into the kitchen. "You sit your ass down right there." I commanded to Tom. "Tyler you stay in there!" I yelled to him.

Tom sighed and jumped up on the counter. I went over to the sink and opened the counter above that. Then grabbed son bandages and alcohol. "Your so stupid." I mumbled, walking back over to him. He let his head fall. "He's playing you, Max."

"You've said that twenty times already! Why do you think he is anyway?" I asked. He looked up at me, his eye now turning to a dar shade of purple. Blood dripping from the small scratches on his cheek. And I'm sure his knuckles are even worse. "Because junior told me everything."

Junior.

That's why. Thats exactly, fucking why. I shook my head and poured alcohol on a rag and started cleaning out all of his cuts. "Juniors a fucking dushbag who was lying to you. JUNIOR tried to use me, and if it weren't for Tyler, I would've been heartbroken right now. Junior tried Using me to get back at Tyler. So juniors the bad guy in this, not Tyler. Get your facts straight."

He let his head fall once more. "B-but, I thought-" "you thought junior was your friend. Or you Thought he wasn't like that. Well you were wrong, Tom. So I want you to go right back in there and apologise to Tyler." I told him. He sighed and nodded. I cut off a piece of bandage and tied it around his wrist, seeing as though it had a large gash there. Don't even ask me how.

Once I was done, he stood and wrapped me in a tight embrace. "I'm sorry, max." He whispered, "I had no idea. I was just so used to Tyler being the bad guy in the story. But I guess I was very wrong. And I'm sorry." I smile and pulled back. "It's okay. But it's not just me you need to apologise to."

He nodded and gave me a small smile before going out the kitchen door. I followed him and watched the scene about to take place.

Tyler stood up and was about to walk right past him, before Tom pulled him into a hug.

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Tyler's POV

I wasn't expecting an apology to come out of Toms mouth. But when he hugged me and whispered "I'm sorry." in my ear, I was shocked. I pulled back and questioned him with my eyes. "Junior told me you were using her, and it was so easy to believe that I was stupid enough to listen. And I'm sorry for thinking you'd hurt her. But can you honesty blame me?"

"I really can't, dude. I would've thought the same thing if I were you. And I get it, she's your sister. You want to make sure she has the best of everything. And I'm also sorry, for every thing I did to her in high school. Every painful memory sill haunts me at night." I admit.

He smiled ad nodded. "I'm so glad-" he was cut off by his phone ringing. He gave me a small smile before putting the device to his ear. "Hey babe, what's up?"

"Right now?!.............. I'll be there right away! Bye love you." he hung up the phone an looked at me. "Id love to stay but my girlfriend is in labour and I really need to go." he says. Max walks in and puts her hand on his shoulder. "Wait, so she's having the baby right now?"

"Soon! I would love if you could come, max. But I'm not forcing you."

"I'd love to. Is it out of state?" she asked as she started walking to the part of the couch beside me and getting on her shoes. I decided to do the same. "No, we both came up here because se needed to see her dad just like I needed to see you. Hurry up, follow me with dads truck, and I will show you the way."

Before I knew it, he was already out the door. I stood up and Max did also. "Can I come?" I asked. She smiled and nodded. "You can drive though so I can bandage you up." and with that, she threw me the keys.