All Chapters of I Like Your Batman Underwear: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

You know how during the summer there's always one week of nothing but thunderstorms? And on one of those nights your parents are out of the house, leaving you alone? You always feel so empty and cold and scared on those nights. That's how I felt about the move; empty and cold and scared.

For a week, I had checked my e-mail obsessively, making sure I hadn't missed the e-mail from Maxxie's father. It was like a game, almost. It took my mind off of everything. Even Maxxie seemed to be happier about everything. Of course, I hadn't told him how John truly felt about me, and I wasn't planning on breaking his happiness by informing him. So, we stayed happy, and that was all we needed.

"How about this?" I peered over the shelf of dusty old sports trophies to see what Melanie was holding up, which was an old

I stared at the little spackle dots on the ceiling and listened to Maxxie's careful breathing. My nimble fingers wove in and out of his silky hair. Last night's events were playing on repeat in my mind—everything from the hot tub to our adventure in the bedroom. Maxxie's beautiful face kept flashing in my mind and I couldn't help but crack a small smile as he stirred in his sleep.

"I swear this will be the death of me," Liam huffed. I sat on a blue velvet couch and watched as Liam was being poked and measured for his wedding tuxedo. Two plump old women with caramel coloured skin were wrapping tape measures around every i

The images flicked across the screen in a big, washed out blur. The lady's too-perky face was plastered with fake sympathy as people behind her filed through the large doors of a church. Her lips moved quickly as if to mask the sadness emanating from the crowd.

A week passed by quickly. I noticed that Jace seemed a little bit fragile looking, like he would break if someone said a certain word. Sure, I knew he was still devastated, so I tried to be extra nice to him. It was hard though because he only gave me one word answers and practically ignored me.

As I walked back to the concert hall I kicked snow to conceal my anger. I was upset with both myself and Maxxie. I was upset with myself because I'd nearly lost control of my temper when I was talking with him. I was upset with Maxxie for obvious reasons; he was being over emotional and irrational. Just because I decided to speak my mind didn't mean he had to go and decide he was moving to New York. The idea was absurd and made my blood boil even more.

He doesn't deserve you, I thought as I slid a piece of duct tape over the cardboard box. I grabbed a marker from my back pocket, wiped my eyes, and wrote MAXXIE'S COMICS

There are a lot of things in this world that scare me, but I can honestly say that my biggest fear is an angry blonde American girl. "You're a cock sucking asshole," Melanie hissed. I was surprised at her tone and her choice of words. It seemed