"Sometimes, two people have to fall apart to realize how much they need to fall back together." -Anonymous

💎Maxine's P.O.V

Asher motherf-cking Beau.

The name that I used to love hearing. The name that used to completely bring a smile to my face. The name that had a huge part of my heart. The name that I used to always say when I cry or run to when I'm sad. It's the name of the person that I'd once call a bestfriend before he disappeared in the face of the earth like f-cking air.

I am currently escorted at Richard's office. After I'd knocked that guy out, Richard gave me a bewildered look before saying to meet him in his office while walking off with the guards carrying him.

I internally smirked as I recall his unconscious face. Good for him, I thought happily.

Richard's Office is really old with its run down walls and dusty carpets. A table that has many stack of paper with two old chairs and a barely standing bookshelf.

So when I sat down at the old chair and hear it squeak at the weight of my body had me alert. The same time the door slammed open resorting to it banging unto the wall with Richard walking in a dramatic effect.

I let out a few coughs as dust exploded everywhere from the force of the door.

"Sorry about that," Richard said, looking embarrassed.

I waved my hand dismissively as I let out a few more coughs,"It's okay," I croaked out, before clearing my throat.

"I really need to renovate,"He frowned, scanning his office.

"Hands down, your office is more shittier than the men's locker room." I said, rolling my eyes.

"I'm a busy man, I don't have time for renovation and all those color choosing." He protested, glaring at me playfully.

"It's not my fault, look at that bookshelves, holy bazooka, it looks like its going to give up in a second." I pointed out, shaking my head.

He raised his brow, moving closer to the bookshelves and examined it, before turning to me.

"It's not, it looks stronger than you think." He said, before tapping one of the shelves.

Before I could even process what was happening, the bookshelves let out a loud creak before it collapsed into a pile of heap.

Dust, once again, erupted everywhere.

I turned to see his face and let out a loud laugh at his reaction.

He turned around, ignoring what happened,"Anyways, I really need to talk to you now," He said, clearing his throat.

I gave him a flat look,"Aren't we already?" I sassed, rolling my eyes.

"You know what I mean," He deadpan, his eyes rolling slightly.

He went to sit down while I kept my silence, which he took as a sign to continue.

"Why did you punch Asher?" He asked, his eyes staring at me intently.

"Since when is he a gang member?" I asked, well mostly to myself.

Richard raised a brow, pointing out that he asked the question first.

"He's the person I told you about," I answered instead, keeping my expression blank.

He didn't seem surprise and I glared at him menacingly. My hands fisting tightly at my sides, the dots finally connecting.

"You knew it was him," I stated, my eyes not wandering from his.

He seemed to object but one more glare and he let out a defeated sigh before nodding.

I slammed my fist on the table,"Why didn't you tell me? You knew all along and you acted as if you didn't!" I couldn't help but let my hurt be known from my tone of voice.

"I didn't know it was him until recently M. I had my suspicion it was him and you didn't exactly mentioned his full name." He defended, shrugging at me.

"Then how did you know it was him?" I asked, a frown marred on my lips.

"I have my ways," He answered vaguely and I knew that he wouldn't elaborate more about that.

I sighed,"Fine, I don't even care about him anymore." I replied, glancing at him.

He raised a brow at my words which made my annoyance spike but I chose to bite my tongue instead.

He cleared his throat,"I wanted to talk to you about something important," He said, making me roll my eyes at his repeat of words.

"I'm listening," I said, my eyes wandering across the room.

"I'm sure you've heard about the Clones. Correct?" Richard asked, his voice turning hard and cold.

Clones.

The second most strongest gang and the ultimate rival of Rebeus. Clones are known for sex trafficking women at any age, they sell drugs to minors, and they kill for fun.

Rebues and Clones have been on each other's throat ever since it started. Nobody's knows the story but only the leaders on each sides were given the chance to know about it, sadly, they couldn't say anything about it because of omertà.

My brows furrowed in disdain,"I've heard about them. Why?" I asked, my interest peaking.

"They're trying to sabotage the chosen one experience." He answered, sighing.

I raised my brow,"How can they sabotage? and why would they?" I asked out loud, not helping myself from asking.

Richard sighed," The chosen experience is not only about giving the chance to know more about the main base of rebeus but the chosen experience also acts as the hidden meaning of chosen one which means the people who were chosen in this experience has the chance to be the next leader in RubeusM1." He revealed,  the surprise in my face evident.

"What happens if they die?" I asked, the first thing question coming in my mind.

He sighed," Then we'll have to wait for another 22 months for the chosen experience and we can't have that because that would set a war between the two remaining sectors and us. They would question my leadership and I don't want that happening." He answered once more, frustration evident in his voice.

"That would cause an uproar between the sectors and RebeusM1 would be vulnerable because of the uncooperation making it a chance for Clones to wipe you out." I said, stating my hypothesis of the situation.

He looked surprise at my words
before nodding."Yes, that is true and knowing the Clones, They would do anything in their power to wipe us out." He said, annoyance in his voice.

"What does this have to do with Asher?" I wondered out, curiosity peaking in me.

He glanced at me,"A few months back, Asher was assigned to find information about the Clone's Leader." He answered, seeming hesistant to continue.

"Go on," I urged, giving him a small nod.

He sighed," He joined the Clones and dug information for months. We found out how they work, their shipments, and where their undergrounds are located but not once did he managed to find information about their Leader nor did he actually see him." He explained, leaning unto his sit more.

"So, the rumors are true that the identity of the leader of the Clones is a hidden mystery." I concluded, seeming to remember how Fred mentioning it before.

Richard nodded," Asher managed to find out who the real leader is and information but sadly, on his way back to the Rebeus W3, he got into a car accident and somehow managed to suffer from short term memory lost." He said, gauging my reaction.

I kept my face expressionless but I felt myself freeze for a moment at his words, that's why he doesn't remember me.

"How come he remembers you then?" I questioned, something gnawing at my insides.

"The doctor said that it was possible that he could remember us because of how we were close to him and we were the most recent ones he talked to before he went into accident." He explained, a thoughtful look on his face.

I felt disappointment enter me and clenched my fists tightly, He left me and completely forgot about me while I was left here, suffering from the unanswered questions and memories that he left.

I felt my heart whimper.

"What does this have to do with me?" I answered, harshly might I add.

"You are one of Rebeus's best fighter. You have qualities and someone like you can be a good help to us." He commented, standing up.

"What are you proposing?" I asked, craning my neck slightly to meet his eyes.

"I want you to join Rebeus."

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"I'm not gonna join," I said, shaking my head firmly.

Fred whacked me in head," Why not? You have the qualities of a Rebeus member." He pointed out, giving me a look.

The loud chatter and cheering from behind us couldn't be ignored. It was around 8:30 in the evening and the party upstairs doesn't start at 9. There is an ongoing fight at the ring but Fred and I decided to sit at the bar and talk.

I glared at him, rubbing the spot where he whacked me.

"I don't want to get involve in this type of sh!t," I let on, shaking my head.

He shook his head,"It's not that bad once you get the ropes of it and besides, is this really about the fact that you dont want do get involve or is it about a certain someone whom you've puched earlier?" He continued, offering me a pointed look.

I sighed," It was him," I mumbled, looking away from him.

Fred grew confused,"What do you mean it was him?," He asked, dumfounded before turning quiet for a minute.

"No freaking way! You mean, he's the guy bestfriend you've told me about? The one you're still hang up with?" He suddenly said, a perplexed look etched on his face.

"Oh! So, that's why you punched him!" He continued on, finally connecting the dots.

"Yes and hang up? I wasn't inlove with him. Heck, we weren't even together. It was just some silly childish crush and I've moved on from it." I retort, rolling my eyes.

"Excuse me? Having a crush is not silly and just because you were young doesn't mean what you felt wasn't genuine." He argued, looking offended.

"Why are we even talking about this? It's in the past and I've moved on from it." I groaned out, completely annoyed.

"Then why do you still look so affected by him? Damn, I have to see this guy." Fred smirked, looking at my face.

Fred didn't see how I punched Asher nor actually see him yet since he went back upstairs to see how the preparations for the party were going.

"I'm not," I scowled, glaring at him slightly.

"If you say so babe," He gave me wink, chuckling slightly before checking his watch.

"It's almost time! You aren't gonna change?" He glanced at my outfit, which was my earlier outfit—high waisted shorts and crop top.

"Nope, it's just a party." I said, shaking my head.

He sighed,"It's not just a party, It's a welcoming party for all those chosen ones and besides! You might see the airplane guy I was talking to you about." He beamed, before standing up.

"Wait here, I'll be back." He said, before walking away.

I rolled my eyes before waiting for him patiently. After a few minutes, he went back carrying something on his hands.

"What's that?" I eyed the paper bag in his hand curiously.

He grinned,"My gift for you. I bought that while I was away and it's the perfect outfit for the party. Go change," He said, handing me the bag.

I gave him a genuine smile,"Fine,
only because you bought it for me." I replied before taking the bag and going to the changing rooms.

The gift that Fred bought was consist of a dress. It was a dark blue dress that had a deep V-neckline showing a bit of my non-existent cleavage and was snug at my waist before coming loosely down at mid thigh.

"The color suits your hair," Fred nodded in appreciation as he scanned the dress.

I decided to let my hair down and fixed it slightly so it wouldn't look that messy considering I braided it.

"Yeah right, It shows how much boobs I lack but thank you for this FredBear." I said, grinning at him.

He rolled his eyes," If I would become a girl, I'd love to have flat boobs like you. Have you seen Fifty shades? Gray loved Anna despite how her boobs was kinda saggy and her ass wasn't like Kylie Jenner." He pointed out, chuckling slightly.

I laughed slightly at his words, bidding goodbye to Frank as we passed by at him before making our way upstairs.

It was around quarter to nine and I could hear the loud pump of music as we walk into the tunnel that leads us back to the club.

Jayce greeted us at the end, giving me a low wolf whistle as he scanned my outfit.

"Damn baby girl, Be careful yeah? Assholes are lurking everywhere and would love to get some piece of that." He said, gesturing at the crowd who were slightly starting to party.

"They'd better think twice because I wouldn't hesitate on beating their asses up." I smirked.

"And, I'm right here big bro so don't you worry!" Fred piped in, taking a hold of my arm.

Jayce laughed at him before pushing us to the direction of the bar. I gave him one last smile before we started making our way to the bar.

As we sat at the stool waiting for our drinks, I couldn't help but glance at the group of chosen ones who were sitting a few meters away from us. Asher wasn't with them so I assumed he was still knock out.

I let out a small smile, I didn't regret punching him despite the additional pain on my already busted knuckles.

"Why are you smiling? You look like a creep." Fred frowned, handing me the red cup consist of beer.

"I was just thinking," I said, laughing slightly.

Fred sighed," The hot guy at the airplane hasn't granted us his presence yet. I wonder where he is," Fred said, eyes scanning the club.

"Ginger!" Even though the music was blasting, my ears still managed to caught on the nickname.

I looked around and my eyes caught Richard, a few meters away from us. He was standing at the table where the chosen ones were sitting. He made a hand gesture of 'come here'

I sighed begrudgingly before standing up," I'll be back FredBear," I said, before making my way to them.

"What's up?" I asked, no humor on my tone, ignoring their stares.

Richard grinned,"Don't be like that ginger, I'm introducing you to our chosen ones since they're basically dying to met one of our best fighter." Richard replied, earning a few chuckles at the table.

I was about to reply when a hand suddenly clasped on my shoulder and with my fighting instincts, turned around and threw a punch without even checking who the person was.

The whole club went quiet, the music completely stopped, I glanced down and felt surprise pull on my face when I saw Asher Beau, once again, falling on the ground.

This time though, he was conscious and holding his right eye where it seem my punch landed.

I grimaced and turned back to be once again, greeted by a gaping Richard but this time, everyone was gaping at me including the chosen ones.

Embarassment flooding in me," Hi guys, I'm Maxine." I introduced, offering an awkward smile and lifting my hand to give a small wave.

➹Author's note

ANOTHER UPDATES QUEENS!

I'm very very happy because I managed to update two books in one day! Yey!

I'm sorry for the slow updates on this book. I haven't really finished on writing the plot but I promise once I'd finish through it I'll start updating more frequently.

It's kinda funny how Asher keeps getting punch. I wouldn't be surprise if Maxine kicks him where the sun doesn't shine on the next chapter hahahaha

Who's your favorite character so far?

My answer is Fred! I sure as fudge love him to pieces! He's just so damn adorable.

Le sigh.

Btw. Thank you for 569 reads and 36 votes and for being patient queens!

Published: August 27, 2018

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