Back in the Frat house. I woke up again after taking a short nap to find Max gone which sort of annoyed me but assuming it's Monday and I was asleep I let it be. I had previously thrown up the breakfast Tank made and my nap had relieved my exhaustion so I was glad to see that I was doing a little better. I didn't have any classes on Monday thankfully but I was assuming Max might've had a class.

I laid still in my bed dozing off trying to collect myself to fully wake up but I genuinely just didn't have the energy to move. I checked the time and saw it was 3 pm already and the exhaustion was hitting my like a bus. I could hear the ticking sound of my clock to which I focused on so my mind wouldn't rush to thoughts I didn't want. Aka the Claire situation. If Max and Stacey weren't there on time it could've been real bad. 

But then I got a knock on my door "Brad? You up man?" Tank asked. I stayed quiet which I thought would make him leave but he still pranced on in as he looked to see that I was awake. "It's rude to come in without knocking" I said softly as Tank nodded "yeah I know but um.... We kind of got an issue.." Tank said softly "what is it?" I asked not even looking at Tank. I was too tired. "Your dad is here and he's waiting for you in the car outside" Tank said..... those words made my heart drop as I stood up quickly "shit why didn't he contact me!? Im not ready!!" I said in fear as Tank watched silently. I ran to the bathroom to quickly fix my hair and teeth as I shouted " Tank! Pull out an outfit for me!" I called to which he did and tossed me each piece of clothing as I u quickly changed into them. I looked in the mirror to see if I was presentable which I was and I ran downstairs quickly as I put my socks and shoes on.

When reaching the door, I opened it to find a limo with the back seat window rolled down revealing my dad and someone else in the car. I grew confused as I walked over and went inside the car. But I froze to see... Claire in the back seat with my dad. She had a black eye and a cut lip as she crossed her arms glaring at me. Now I didn't know who to sit next to at all. I sat in between sort of but I wasn't comfortable either way. I sat down as the car started to move and my father spoke. "Good morning Bradley" he said as I nodded "good morning father." And then the conversation begun... " so I found out from this lovely young woman that you tried to sleep with her and when she denied, you sent another woman to attack her so brutally..... what in that tiny brain of yours thought that would be a good idea?" My father asked to which shocked me beyond compare "what? No no no that did not happen!" I said as I tried to quickly explain "the frat held a party and she slipped a roofie into my drink. She tried to rape me father" I said to which my dad laughed "oh please. Men can't get raped, what are you some girl? You would've enjoyed it if that was the case"  he said as if it were a matter of fact. I looked at Claire disgusted as she smirked. She knew she had won. That's when I cracked... I couldn't handle it anymore.

"Pardon my language but father I can not marry a whore and a two faced slut. You know how bad that would look for MY image. She's  a fucking gold digger who only wants to marry for my money which I'm not allowing her to take!" I said finally standing my ground which infuriated my father. He pulled out his gun and placed it along my forehead immediately. "Say that again boy...." He said. I don't know what came over me but I didn't feel fear. I was no longer scared. " I said I'm not marrying that stupid whore! She can die for all I care but she doesn't mean anything to me!" I stated again and smirked "and what are you gonna do? Shoot your only heir dead? Have fun with that" I said as my father gritted his teeth. He glanced at Claire and told the chauffeur to drop Claire off. Claire was trying to fight back saying "no! I want to see you punish him for speaking to me like that!" And blah blah blah to which we ignored still glaring at one another.

When Claire was dropped off my father drove me all the way up to a random location. Some strange valley I had no clue of. When arriving he gripped my hair so tightly I thought he was going to rip it off as he dragged me out the car. He threw me to the ground. My head was throbbing in pain because of it as he stomped on me repeatedly. I had enough with this old man so I jumped up and attempted to tackle him down. I wanted to throw countless punches. I managed to land one and it felt so relieving to bunch that bastard in the face. I hated him. I hated him so much. I hated him with every fiber of my being. Of course though he always had to win one way or another even if it meant pushing things to the extreme. He took out his gun and shot. I flinched at the noise but because I didn't feel pain I immediately assumed he didn't shoot me. It was just a scare tactic. But that wasn't until I felt the warm sensation along my thigh in which I looked down to see my leg oozing with blood. This bastard shot me in leg. I went wide eyed staring at it in shock as he swung his gun and hit me straight in the face. I fell over from the impact of the steel hitting my jaw which was sore immediately after. He stood up and stomped on my head which caused me to go dizzy as he panted. I looked up to see his nose bleeding from my punch as he fixed his hair. "You.. you little shit. You are walking home." He said as he walked to the limo and stepped inside. Before driving off he rolled the window down to shout "the wedding is still on. You aren't going anywhere Bradley" Soon enough the limo drove off leaving me in the middle of the valley. I felt sore and my whole body ached like crazy.

I needed to call an ambulance immediately. I did so as they drove over to come help me out and when arriving I was put in a gerny and they drove me to a hospital. I was immediately put into the emergency room as they called for surgery. Everything ached horribly.

I could only think of one person who I wanted to be there the most of course.

That was Max.

I wanted no one else but Max.