Maximus Twelve: Young Love

Patrick was nowhere to be found. I asked Soleil if she knew where he was, since she had been home with him all day. She said yes, he was right over there in his part of the upstairs. I asked her if she was sure about that, and she looked over to where she thought he was.

Her eyes widened as she realized he wasn't playing with the toys on the floor like he had been earlier. Suddenly we heard a scratching sound coming from the toy box. The lid opened, and Patrick peeked out from the gap at us, giggling.

"Hi Mommy and Daddy."

"There you are, buddy. Did you climb in there all by yourself?"

"Yeah, Mommy. It wasn't hard. I can get out too. I like to go in the box."

DING-DONG-DING.

"Did we invite people over today, Max?"

"Yeah, I was going to hang out with Dustin. You're cool with that, right, babe?"

"Of course, as always!"

I gave Soleil a kiss on the cheek and ruffled Patrick's hair, then went to get the door. I was a little surprised to see Helena with Dustin, but only because she made it very obvious to me that she doesn't like me, so I can't imagine why she would want to come to my house.

"I hope you don't mind me bringing Helena over do you, Max?"

"No, of course not."

Dustin and I smile at each other, and he comes in, going over to sit on the couch. I notice Helena has remained standing by the door, looking really uncomfortable. She keeps glancing over at Soleil, who's playing with Patrick, and teaching him how to use the xylophone to make some music.

"Hey, you know, Helena, you can come further into the house."

"Thank you, Maximus. I thought you hated me."

"Funny, I thought you hated me too. It felt like you were always trying to ruin my relationship with Soleil, like you didn't want me to be happy or something."

"Now you have a baby. I want a baby."

Helena looks longingly at Dustin as she says that last sentence. I look over at him, and see that he's turned the PS3 on, lounging and drinking a beer.

"Well, you can go over and say hi to him and Soleil. His name is Patrick."

"You are happy, aren't you, Max?"

"Yes. I am."

Helena turns away from me and walks over to Soleil.

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I'm surprised Helena's here, but glad the little encounter I witnessed of her talking to Max didn't end in a large explosive fight, which is what I'm used to seeing from her. Crap, she's heading over here. I haven't talked to her in a long time. I smile at Patrick as I notice Helena take a seat on the rug, at an awkward distance from Patrick and I.

"Hi, Soleil. Hi, Patrick."

Patrick looks at Helena questioningly because he's never seen her before.

"Mommy, who's that lady?"

"That's your Aunt Helena."

"Oh. Hi, Aunt Helena."

Helena's demeanor is different, much different than what I remember. I wonder what happened to her. She looks defeated, almost, which is strange. The judgmental scowl she usually has plastered across her face is missing.

"Helena, are you all right? You look sad."

"I am sad. I didn't have any friends after you moved out, Soleil."

"You could have made friends with Noelle."

"I hate her. Anyway, Dustin talked to me, and we started dating."

"Then why do you look so sad?"

"I saw you and Patrick over here and I got jealous."

I don't know why she's always jealous of me. I feel like she thinks she keeps losing to me in the made up popularity contest of her mind.

"Helena, you don't have to be jealous, these things will come in time."

"You didn't have to wait very long."

"That's because Max and I weren't careful."

"I know, and it's not fair, you just get things dropped in your lap, and I have to wait."

"Well, Helena, the choices we make in life are what determines things that happen. The risks we take in life also change the course of things. Take a few risks, maybe you'll stumble upon something you want. I saw you wear the blue dress the other night that I bought for you."

"Yeah, I did. That's the night I talked to Dustin, and he didn't just try to get in my pants. Now we're dating, and he's assured me it's exclusive. I was even able to get through the relationship talk with him and he was okay with it."

"That's great, Helena. See, not all guys are only interested in getting laid."

"Do you think he'll want to marry me, Soleil?"

"I wouldn't worry about that, Helena, just enjoy the relationship you have with him. Live in the moment."

"Is that how you and Max live?"

"Yes. Patrick was unplanned, but Max took it in stride, better than me, actually. I, at one point, worried that I wouldn't be able to deal with being a parent, but Max reminded me about living one day at a time, assuring me we would get through it. He was right."

"Are you and Max going to get married?"

"No, we have no plans to."

"Why not? Don't you love each other?"

"Yeah, of course."

"So why not get married?"

"Helena. Where are you going with this? I don't want to get in a screaming match with you in front of Patrick. Max and I rarely ever fight, so Patrick has been growing up in a house full of love, I don't see what the problem is."

"I just don't get what you guys have against solidifying your relationship. If you are already committed to each other, why not take that next step?"

"You just said it. Already committed to each other. Our relationship is solid, and that's good enough for us."

"Good enough? So you're settling? Not wanting something more?"

Oh there you are, real Helena. How kind of you to rear your annoying head. I pick Patrick up and put him in his crib as I've noticed that he's yawning. Helena is once again making my blood boil, and I can't say I'm the least bit surprised. Why does she constantly have to push things until people get upset with her? It didn't shock me that she had no friends after our falling out. After Patrick lays down, I grab Helena's wrist and pull her over to the living room.

"I am not settling. Don't you ever speak condescending words about my relationship with Maximus, and imply that I'm settling for less than what I want."

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I heard Helena talk about marriage, a few pointed words, and then see Soleil leave the room out of the corner of my eye. I almost feel psychic knowing Helena probably pissed her off again. Dustin and I have finished playing our game and have just been sitting on the couch talking.

"Honey, I'm ready to go now."

"Max and I are still talking. Come join us, Helena. Hey, what's the matter, babe?"

"I just brought up a sensitive topic to Soleil I guess, and she freaked out on me."

"Helena, remember what we've been working on? You need to stop trying to push your beliefs on people. Everyone's different."

I'm looking at how Dustin interacts with Helena, and I am really proud of him for pointing things out to her. He looks like he's really gotten the hang of it.

"What did you say to her anyway?"

"I asked her when you and her were getting married. She said never, and I asked her if she wanted anything more out of your relationship with her. I told her she didn't have to settle, that it was okay to take the next step, and she got mad at me."

Helena believes so strongly in marriage, which is admirable of her, but I feel like she believes in it so much that she feels like it's the only way to love someone. I understand why Soleil got mad at Helena. It must have hurt her to hear that Helena thought our relationship meant less because we weren't married.

"Oh Helena, just because we're not married, doesn't mean our relationship isn't serious. I would never dream of being with anyone else. I love Soleil very much."

"So marry her."

Dustin squeezes Helena's shoulder.

"Helena, honey, shh, don't push it. Just be happy for Max that he's happy."

"What if he was doing drugs and thought he was happy? Should I not push it then?"

"That's different, that's destructive behavior that harms the body and soul. Having a serious relationship, but not being married isn't destructive. He's fine."

Helena drops the subject, and her and Dustin leave. I go downstairs and see that Soleil is still up, sitting on the rug looking cranky. I sit behind her and run my fingers through her hair to relax her. Helena has a way of stressing out Soleil.

"Is the bitch gone?"

"Yeah, they just left."

"Max, I love you. Helena tried to tell me we don't love each other because we're not married."

"Well, that's silly because I love you too."

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Maximus Eleven: Life Goes On

Noelle, Luther, and Dustin are over at our house watching a movie, and they are meeting our little boy, Patrick, for the first time. It's summer break and Soleil has one more semester of class before she graduates. Noelle and Luther started dating a year ago, when they met at a party at Soleil's old dorm. Dustin and I have been working hard at our acting careers and have both gotten a few more movie extra jobs. I got a commercial, and Dustin got a small speaking role in an independent film. Soleil told me when she's done with school, she wants to focus on acting instead of having it be something she does on the side.

Soleil's worries have stopped, and she's way more level headed now, like she was before. It really was the hormones that were causing her anxiety, and the fact that she felt like she couldn't do anything that was driving her crazy. We both enjoy Patrick, and even though he was technically an accident, we're glad he's here. He is a perfect mix of Soleil and I, he inherited my hair color, and Soleil's eyes.

"Nee-ner! Nee-ner! Daddy, I'm a siren!"

Patrick stuck his tongue out at me and waved his hands around his head in a circle, I'm guessing to symbolize the spinning sirens on top of police cars. Soleil and I have been reading to Patrick every night before bed, so he speaks pretty well for his age. He might have also inherited my high intelligence, which is good for him.

"Well, aren't you silly, come on, you want to meet Daddy's friends?"

I picked up Patrick and went into the living room with him, where my beautiful Soleil was sitting with everyone. Patrick pointed at her and called out Momma. Soleil smiled at Patrick, and we introduced him to our friends. They all thought he was adorable and hilarious. He behaved well for meeting three new people all at once, and I was proud of him.

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I'm tired of being alone. It's been a while since I've seen Soleil. I don't like Noelle, and naturally, she has a boyfriend already. I say naturally because everyone always gets a boyfriend except me. Looking at myself in the mirror, I decide maybe if I give myself a small makeover for this party tonight, then maybe a guy would actually pay attention to me. Thoughts of maybe just giving it away cross my mind because clearly waiting for the right guy to come along is just making me angry, and I'm pretty sure that's the only reason Soleil and Noelle keep attracting guys. The people at my church group would disagree with me, but I want a boyfriend. Soleil and Noelle found guys, so maybe if I slut it up like her and Noelle do, a guy will just fall into my lap.

I'm not quite sure how to do my hair, it's normally straight, so maybe I should go with curly, or at least wavy. I haven't exactly had many great female role models in my life considering no one likes me long enough to hang out with me, let alone teach me how to style my hair. I know it's my fault no one likes me, but I don't think I should have to give up what I believe in just to be liked. After deciding on a hairstyle that I think looks better, I search my closet for something that could be considered sexy. I hope I have something, otherwise my plan isn't going to work. I have no one I can borrow something from, since I've burned all my bridges.

I hear noises outside the door, and realize people must have started arriving for the party. I brace myself against my bedroom door, ready to show everyone my new look. I wonder if anyone will even notice. I slowly walk out of my room and see Dustin hanging around at the beer keg. I think he's very handsome, and I remember wishing he would talk to me at parties before. His hair falls around his face, and I can't actually see his eyes, but I like the shape of his nose. He looks so happy pouring that beer.

"Hi Dustin."

"Oh, hey Helena."

"Um, thanks for coming to the party."

"You're welcome. You're actually talking to people today. That's new."

I suppress my natural desire to yell at Dustin for what he said because I feel like he was insulting me. He doesn't try to leave though, so maybe he was just noticing that I was doing something different.

"Yeah, I thought maybe if I talked to people, I might have more fun."

Dustin smiles at me, and I blush a little. The thought that he was insulting me fades away as I continue to look at him. I am surprised when Dustin hands me a cup filled with beer.

"Do you want to come sit on the couch with me? We can talk."

I'm even more surprised that Dustin doesn't just want to get laid. I thought that guys only wanted sex. It's probably because the only guy I've ever known is Max, and that's all he wants. Suddenly I feel silly for whoring myself up in this outfit that Soleil bought for me when she tried to get me to loosen up cause she said I dressed like an old lady.

"Dustin? Thanks for being so nice to me. No one ever really is."

"It's okay, Helena, you always look so lonely at these parties, but you also have a look on your face like you don't want anything to do with anyone. If you would have ever come to talk to me then, I would have talked to you."

"I am lonely."

Dustin finishes his beer and puts his arm around me. I have an urge to slap it away, but I decide to let him keep it there because I think I actually like it there. However, this doesn't prevent my natural reaction of squirming uncomfortably.

"Helena, you look nice today. I like your hair like that."

Dustin compliments me, and I don't respond. I'm still trying to process why he's so close to me. He notices me squirming, so he takes his arm away from my shoulders, and I am less uncomfortable, but sad that he's not touching me anymore.

"I- um- I liked your arm around me, Dustin, but nothing else. I don't want to be a conquest, but I- I don't know how to do this."

"Do what? I just put my arm around you because you said you were lonely. I thought you needed a hug."

"So you weren't trying to get all touchy feely with me?"

Dustin looks at me, and I think he doesn't understand why I asked that because he doesn't answer and instead changes the subject.

"Do you want another beer?"

I nod and he gets up, heading to the kitchen. I doubt that he'll come back, even though I wish he would. I hear some shuffling, and then see Max and Soleil making out, pressing up against each other while using the wall as a brace.

"Guys, get a room. No one wants to see that."

I think they are just ignoring me, but then I see Soleil's middle finger pointed towards me. That's the most communication I've had with her since she moved out. I look down into my empty beer bottle, feeling pathetic. I get angry at myself, and get up to see where Dustin is. He's probably already found someone else to talk to, I think to myself. When I get to the kitchen, I see that Dustin has two beers in his hand and was heading towards me. I decide to take a risk and throw myself at him. I put my arms around his neck and put my face close to his, hoping he'll take the bait.

"Helena, what are you doing? You said earlier you didn't want to get all touchy feely."

"I don't know, maybe I should. It clearly works to cure everyone else's loneliness."

"You were afraid I wasn't coming back, weren't you?"

I withdraw my arms from Dustin's neck and look down at the floor, ashamed for putting my morals aside like that so quickly, just because I didn't trust Dustin to come back. I nod, and then look at the floor again.

"Helena, you don't have to be so suspicious, and think the worst of everyone, you know? Not everyone is out to get you. Come on, let's go back to the living room, I got you a beer."

Dustin hands me my beer and sits next to me, but further away then he did last time. I'm sad about that, and can't bring myself to look at him. I feel like crying, but I really want to have a good time. I hope Dustin and I can become friends, but I don't know how that's possible considering I'm such a horrible person.

"I'm sorry Dustin, you don't have to hang out with me, I'm pathetic. You're right about me, I do assume the worst all the time."

"Well now that you know, maybe you can change that about yourself. Give people a chance to explain things rather than assuming."

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Soleil smells so good. I love kissing her. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket, and know it's the alarm I set for when it was time to go back home. I can hear Helena talking about her problems and I really could care less. I tried to talk sense into her that day when I first moved here, but after the blow up she had with Soleil about Noelle, I don't feel like it's worth trying anymore. Helena's like a brick wall when it comes to being open minded, and she's not my problem. I kind of feel bad for Dustin that he got stuck with Helena, but more power to him if he can stand her.

"Soleil, let's go home. It's getting late, and we should relieve Dad of his babysitting duties."

"That sounds good. This party was fun. It felt nice to get out of the house for a while."

Soleil and I come back to the house, and I thank Dad for helping to babysit so Soleil and I could go have some fun. He says he doesn't mind and that he's glad he could help since Soleil and I are still young. He doesn't think we should have to stop living our lives just because we have a baby. I really admire Dad for all the things he's doing to help me, even though technically, this is his first experience taking care of a baby as well. I wonder if he somehow regrets not being there for me when I was a baby and this is his way of making up for it or something. I ask him that and he says that he's not so much regretting the past as he just wants to help me because I'm his son and he loves me.

Dad leaves and Soleil and I get ready for bed.

"Max, your dad is so sweet. That must be where you get it from."

I smile at her and then pull her close to me. She murmurs slightly and rubs my chest, making me sleepy. I pet her hair softly and eventually we we fall asleep in each other's arms.

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Maximus Ten: Getting Ready

Almost seven months have passed. I was able to finish my semester of school before Christmas break, and Max and I spent Christmas with his father, Alex. This semester has started, and Max is driving me to my classes like he said he would. He's juggling lots of things and I am very grateful to him. He's doing well at his job, so he's been getting bigger roles. I'm tired most days and I sleep a lot when I'm not in class. Noelle and I have remained friends since the day she helped me move out of my dorm. Today I went shopping with Alex and we got a crib, high chair, and a big fuzzy teddy bear. Max said we could use part of the upstairs for the baby. He's quite the bachelor so he doesn't have much in the way of extra furniture, which works well for needing to put a crib in the house. I'm not going to be painting any of the walls or anything since the room the baby is in is just the big room upstairs, where the exercise equipment and television are located. I got a divider for the room that serves as a temporary wall.

Helena still doesn't know I'm pregnant. I haven't talked to her since I moved out, and she hasn't made any attempt to contact me. I only hear about her when Noelle hangs out with me, and it sounds like she is the same stuck up, irritating bitch she's always been. Noelle says Helena has a grudge against her because of the misunderstanding between them about Max. Helena's still convinced that Max and Noelle hooked up that day. I'm saddened that the things I said didn't get through to her at all. I decide to stop thinking about Helena since I have no obligation to her, as Max has never really liked her either, so we both have no desire to tell Helena. If she finds out, then she finds out on her own somehow. She'll most likely be upset about it because she's always like that. I don't know if I've ever seen her be happy about anything, now that I think about it.

Today Alex is helping me set up the crib, and I help him hold pieces upright as he screws them together. We're almost done, when a pang of tiredness hits me like a shockwave. I close my eyes and rest my elbows on the railing for support. Alex finishes putting the last screw into the hole, and touches my shoulder. I look up at him and he smiles, helping me over to the couch so I can sit down.

Once I sit on the couch, I feel a lot better. I must have just gotten tired of standing. Alex offers to get me a glass of water, and I thank him for being so kind. He has plenty of time to hang out with me while Max is working because he's a martial arts teacher and he can make his own hours. He's been taking only one or two appointments a day ever since he started helping Max and I. I think back on what Max told me about how they met, and am overcome with warm feelings when Alex said he actually wanted to be friends with Max. I'm even more amazed that Max harbored no ill feelings towards his father, despite how late they came into each other's lives. I think of the fact that it's good it was like that because they wasted no time in wanting to become friends, and I'm fairly certain that is why their relationship continues to remain strong.

Max is going to be a great father, I think to myself. He's so caring and adaptable. I'm not so sure about myself, though, I have always been pretty selfish. I'm kind of worried the baby might hate me if I don't take care of it the right way. Is there even a right way to do it? Other than making sure it stays alive, I don't really know. We are too young for this. My worries start making me cry just as Alex comes upstairs with the glass of water. He sits down next to me after handing me the glass of water, and looks at me, trying to comfort me with a gentle rub on my back.

"Max will be home soon."

"Thank you, Alex, for helping me with all of this."

"It's no problem. I'm happy to help. Are you all right?"

"Yeah, I'm just still so not ready for any of this baby stuff. I feel like I'll be bad at it."

"Hmm... I'm not sure anyone is ever ready for it, especially when it's the first time. You'll be okay though, I think the fact that you're worried about it means you care enough to want to do a good job."

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I come home from another fun day of filming, and see my dad's car parked in front of my house. I'm grateful that he's here to support me and Soleil. I walk in and notice a high chair by the wall. It seems my pretty lady has done some shopping. I wonder what else she added to the house. I go upstairs and see Dad hanging out with Soleil on the couch.

They can't see me since the couch is facing the other way so I decide to surprise Soleil by walking up behind her. She turns around and smiles at me through her tears. I feel bad for her cause she seems to be extra sad lately. I can't even imagine what it's like to have that much extra weight on your body. I tell her I like the high chair she bought and she says she bought a crib as well and a teddy bear. I ask Dad if he wants to stay for dinner and he says he does, so the three of us go downstairs. Soleil sits on the bed while Dad and I cook.

"I feel like a burden, Max. I'm just sitting here being fat while you guys run around doing stuff for me. It's driving me nuts."

"Soleil, it's fine. I said I'd take care of you, and I don't regret that at all. I got you into this condition, so it's my responsibility to make sure you're okay. Besides, I noticed you are sad a lot of the time, and I'd hate for you to have to constantly be doing extra things when you're not in a good mood. Is there something I can do to help you?"

"No, it's nothing I think anyone can do. It's more of my internal problem. I just feel like I'll suck at this parenting thing, and it's making me sad."

"Don't worry about that, or at least, just try to get through the days one at a time. I'm scared too that I'll suck, but I can only do so much at a time, and worrying about what hasn't come yet isn't going to help us."

"But it is coming, Max! It'll be something we have to deal with! I can't just pretend like it's fine!"

Soleil gets off the bed and goes into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. When she gets like that, I try not to take it personally, as she's been irritable a lot lately. It stings a little every time she does it, but I'm trying to be strong for the both of us. I'm hoping she will be back to her usual easygoing self after the baby is born. I knock on the bathroom door to tell her dinner's ready, and she comes over to the table to eat. She puts her hand on my thigh and rubs it. I know she's trying to apologize for yelling earlier, and that she still cares about me. I'm a little scared she might start resenting me, but I'm trying to do my best to not give her a reason to.

After dinner, Dad leaves, and Soleil and I head to bed. She pulls on my shirt before I can change into my pajamas and looks up at me.

"Max, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you. I don't want to fight with you. Please don't hate me."

I sit down next to her and put my arm around her.

"Soleil, I"m not mad at you, and I would never hate you. I hope you don't hate me because I get to keep doing normal things while you have to do all that stuff for your pregnancy."

"No, no. I'm annoyed about all the things I can't do because I'm pregnant, but I don't hate you. I promise. Thank you for staying with me. You could have easily just left."

"Leaving you would not have been easy in any way. I really like you, Soleil. I enjoy having you in my life. Leaving wasn't something that ever crossed my mind."

"We're going to be okay, aren't we, Max?"

"Yes, we are, baby."

I squeeze Soleil once tightly, and give her a short massage before going to bed. She thanks me, and falls asleep quickly. She must have been so tired. After a shower, I get into bed, and can't help looking at her again. Despite her irritability the past few months, she looks peaceful, and I can only hope that we really will be okay after the baby comes and changes our lives forever.

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Maximus Nine: Getting Out

I'm so excited that Max asked me to move in with him. Right now I'm packing up my stuff, which I don't have a lot of since most of it I just left at my parents house because I didn't have a lot of space in the dorm. I'm lucky Max has furniture at his house already so I don't have to worry about having to buy a bunch of stuff. I'm not exactly loaded at the moment. I still feel like shit, but I'm trying not to let it annoy me too much. Max got me some fruit smoothies that have a bunch of nutrients since I keep feeling sick in the mornings. I haven't gotten fat yet, so I am taking the time to move now before it becomes annoying for me to bend down.

KNOCK. KNOCK.

I wonder who that could be. Max usually comes over, but he's got his movie job this weekend, so I know he's not available right now. I hope it's not Helena, but I don't think it is since she has a habit of barging into my room at awkward times. I open my door and see a blonde girl with a suitcase standing there. I wonder if this is the blonde girl Helena made a big deal over the other day.

"Bonjour, je m'appelle, em, my name, Noelle. Je suis, em, I am your new roommate."

Aww, she's so adorable. This is kind of perfect timing because she can now have my old room all to herself.

"Bonjour, Noelle. Je parle le Francais. Je m'appelle Soleil." (Hi Noelle. I speak French. I'm Soleil.)

"Oui? Ooh, tres bien! Vous allez quelque part?" (Oh yeah? That's awesome! Are you going somewhere?)

"Oui. Je me deplace avec Max." (Yes, I'm moving in with Max.)

"Oh! Vous etes la petite amie de Max?" (Oh! You're Max's girlfriend?)

"Oui! Vous l'avez rencontre l'autre jour?" (Yes! You met him the other day?)

"Oui. Avez-vous besoin d'aide emballage?" (Yeah. Do you need help packing?)

Noelle is such a sweetheart. She pointed towards my lamp that was on the dresser as she asked if I needed help packing. I nodded towards her and smiled. She smiled back as she wrapped the cord around the lamp and gently put it in the box.

Oh no, not again. I can barely get any words out because I'm afraid I'll be sick on Noelle's shirt, so I have to push her aside a little to get to the doorknob. I open it and run to the bathroom, which luckily, is the next door down the hall.

I brush my teeth quick, and take this time to get my things out of the bathroom so I can pack those too. When I come back into my bedroom, I go towards Noelle so I can apologize to her for pushing her like that.

"Noelle? Desole, je ne me sentais pas bien." (Sorry, I wasn't feeling well.)

"Oh, etes-vous d'accord?" (Are you okay?)

"Oui, je suis enceinte." (Yeah, I'm pregnant.)

"Oh! Tres bien! Felicitations!" (Oh! That's great! Congratulations!)

I cringe a little when she says that, and I know it's weird, but I still don't feel a hundred percent happy that I am having a baby. It's not that I don't want to or anything, I just have mixed feelings about it because of the fear it keeps instilling in me. I'm less scared of the logistics of all of it now that I know Max is completely on board, but I don't know the first thing about being a parent. Noelle looks at me and apologizes for making me uncomfortable with her response. I tell her it's fine, and she asks if she can help me put my stuff in my car. I invite her to come with me if she wants to help me move and she agrees. Max gave me a key to... our house the other day and told me to move in whenever I wanted. Noelle and I go out into the common area of the dorm and are unfortunately attacked by a crazy Helena.

"That's the girl, Soleil! That's the girl Max slept with!"

"Non, Max tell me he has girlfriend so I stop flirting!"

Poor Noelle looks like she's been hit by a train. Helena thinks Max slept with Noelle? What in the world? I think to myself this is why Helena can't keep a boyfriend. She probably accuses them all of cheating on her any time they talk to another girl. My temperature rises quickly as I get more upset with Helena.

"Soleil! Why are you hanging out with her? Why aren't you mad at her?"

"Oh my fucking god, Helena! That day Max came over he explained everything! Nothing happened! Jesus! Would you stop yelling?! Noelle is moving into the dorm, and I'm moving out. She's getting my old room."

Helena looks at me strangely, but it's because I didn't tell her I was moving out. I haven't talked to her since she accused Max of flirting with Noelle. Now she's elevating it and saying he slept with her? What the fuck is her problem?

"You believed him?! God, you're dense, Soleil. Cheaters will always tell you they didn't do anything! They're pros at lying!"

"STOP IT, Helena! Fucking A! Don't call me stupid! I've had enough of your fucking bullshit to last me many lifetimes! Noelle is helping me move."

"Wait, you're moving?"

"Oh my god, you actually heard some words that came out of my mouth. Here I was starting to wonder if you didn't understand English."

"What the hell, Soleil? Are you dropping out or something? Don't you think you should have discussed this with your best friend first?"

"No, idiot. People can change their places of residence when people they live with are fucking morons. Best friend?! BEST FRIEND?! Are you serious right now, Helena?! Best friends don't go being all judgmental of each other all the time! Best friends don't constantly accuse each other's boyfriends of cheating! For fuck's sake, Helena, you have no idea what it means to be somebody's best friend! Not once have you ever supported me in anything! The entire time I've known you, you've judged me because of our differences! I'm tired of it! THAT is the fucking reason I'm moving out, you bitch!"

"I am not a bitch, Soleil. I am just trying to pro-"

"The next word out of your mouth better not fucking be protect, or I swear I will kick your ass right now. There's no protection going on here, it's just a hundred percent judgment because you NEVER liked me for who I am!"

"Soleil, I'm jealous of you and Max."

What?! Is she kidding me right now? She clearly hates my lifestyle and has always been vocal about it.

"What the fuck are you talking about? You hate everything I do, you hate how guys always talk to me, you hate how I look at life like it is something to be enjoyed, and you hate how I don't follow the supposed rules of life. How can you possibly be jealous of me? Aren't I just a dirty slut who should be working street corners because I'm so damn immoral?"

"I'm jealous because you're happy. You and Max live sinful lives, and are surrounded by happiness. I'm a good girl, and no one wants that."

Oh my god. Helena is giving me a headache. I get so annoyed at her trying to make me feel sorry for her that I grab her by her pathetic pink sweatshirt and glare intimidatingly at her.

"Wow, you think you're a good girl? Okay, maybe in the physical sense you are, but you act like a horrible person all the time. Good people don't go around telling their supposed best friends that their boyfriend is bad. Good people don't try to make their best friend feel bad when she wants to have a little fun. Max is your brother, for fuck's sake, shouldn't you be happy for him that he found a girlfriend? Isn't that what you wanted? For him to stop sleeping around and just pick a girlfriend already?"

"Yeah, I wanted him to have a girlfriend, but in a way I don't feel like he deserves it because he's living in sin."

"So you want him to pick a girlfriend, but you don't think he deserves to have a girlfriend. Are you insane right now? He can't have a girlfriend because he didn't 'do it the right way'? What is your problem?!"

Helena just stares at me blankly, and I roughly push her back while letting go of her shirt.

"Allons, Noelle."

"Wait, what did you say to her?"

I ignore Helena and leave because I don't even know how to process what she just told me, let alone finding it in me to care about what she just said.

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