So I'm going to add this one last chapter in to help complete the story. Throughout reading this fic you have only been given certain details about Tim and the relationship between max and time that were relevant to the plot. But know I'm going to enlighten you on Tim's motives and why he sought revenge.

Prequel

"come on Max, we are waiting" a 15 year old Tim called to his best friend as he stood hand in hand with his girlfriend Maya.

"Sorry I'm coming don't get your nickers in a twist." Max replied picking up his bag and making his way over to the other two.

They walked out of the school gates and onto the main road outside of school. They all began walking along chatting about the days lessons and not for a moment did his eyes leave his girlfriend's face. It was obvious to everyone that he clearly adored her. And max was more than pleased for his best friend, to have found someone like Maya.

Tim lived about fifteen minutes away from school and Maya and max live just around the corner from each other. As usual when they reached Tim's house he kissed Maya goodbye, said bye to max before heading inside. Then Maya and max carried on walking. They'd known each other for a few years before staring high school and had always been friends but max had never seen Maya in any other way, and this was a good thing since she was 'going out' with his best mate.

As the pair walked on they rounded the corner and stopped at then road side, looking left and right before stepping out to cross. Out of the corner of his eye max saw a car coming speeding towards them, he reached out to grab Maya but he missed her jumper.

"Maya watch out" he screamed after her!

But it was too late no sooner had she heard max calling her and turned round to see what was going on she was thrown up into the air as the car collided with her. Max stood still in complete shock, he heard her body hit the ground and the car quickly drove off. Max raced to her side. He couldn't see if she was breathing. He pulled out his phone and rang an ambulance. He didn't dare move his hands were shaking and he was covered in her blood. The pool on the floor grew as he waited, clinging on to her hand, he began to talk to her.

"Maya come on you have to be okay! I need you to wake up Maya can you hear me."

The ambulance finally arrived and max was told to wait out of the way. After what seemed to be an eternity, one of the paramedics made his way over to max.

"Hello there, I'm sorry to inform you that your friend Maya didn't make it. She died as soon as the car hit her so she would have felt no pain. Do you know where her parents live?"

"Yeah I do. Shall I go and get them?"

"No thank you, could you just write the address sown and we will send a police officer and a family lesean around to the house"

Max did as he was asked before taking his phone out of his pocket and texting the new to Tim.

'Um I'm not really sure how to say this but I've got some bad news. I'm so sorry it really just an accident. On the way home after leaving your house Maya got hit by a car that just drove a way. And now she's. She didn't make it Time. Maya is dead.'

After hitting the send button max sank to the curb. Was this his fault could he have saved her. All these questions and yet no one had the answers. Tim came running down the street tears flooding down his face. He rushed past max who tried to stop him and stopped beside the lifeless body of his girlfriend. He knelt down taking her bluish hand in his, placing a kiss upon her skin. This would be the last time he'd ever get to hold her hand, he wasn't ready to say goodbye. Not now not ever.

Every day after that fateful accident Tim secretly blamed Max for the death of Maya, although he never cared to admit it. They stayed friends to keep the peace but Tim never recovered fully from the loss. After leaving high school they went their separate ways, trying to put the past behind them and start again. But Max knew deep down that Tim had never forgiven him for that day and when he saw him again all those feelings all that emotion all those memories he'd tried so hard to forget came rushing back.

After seeing max and how he'd managed to move and yet Tim was still stuck. Stuck in the life he'd lead at 15. He resented the fact that Max was happy with Zoe and wanted to show him the true meaning of pain. The true meaning of losing someone you love and telling yourself day after day night after night that they'll be okay that they'll come back that your life is just one huge nightmare and then waking up to the realisation that no in fact it's your reality.

And now even after all those years of Tim blaming him and max blaming himself he finally knew that it wasn't his fault. And now Tim is paying for his wrong doing. He tried to destroy Max's happiness like he taught max had his. But max had Zoe back and that meant one thing, max wasn't to blame for the death of Maya it was just a freak accident nothing could have been done to prevent it.

Zoe was home all safe and sound, back in Max's arms where she belonged. Tim would be getting the help he needs and max could finally sleep in peace knowing that the love of his life was no longer in any danger. It was going to be a longer road to recovery for Zoe, so for now this story would be one for a rainy day.

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