Amelie x Max

Ch. 14 - Special (Backstory)

Max saw a small frail girl sitting in his favourite spot, the cherry blossom tree.
"Piss off," Max said to her.
"You can piss on me if you like."
Max gagged, and she stood up and smiled.
"Name's Amelie, welcome to my life stranger," She said. She then sat down again and moved over, motioning Max to sit down. He did, and introduced himself.
"So Max, why do you always sit here?"
"It's quiet. Unlike home." Max replied.
"Does your father get drunk alot?"
"No, I like to jerk off at least 7 times a day, and porn is mostly likely the only thing I hear. What about you?" Max said, chuckling softly after.
"I sat here because it's pretty, unlike my family household. My mum is a stripper." Amelie replied, shrugging before picking up her book.
Max glanced over to see what she was reading. He read one line:
Alfie slipped it in, muffling Angelina's moans- it was even worse that he was her brother.
Incest.
What does her stripper mum do to her at home?
Amelie caught Max glancing at her book.
"Interested?"
She then began to read the lines out loud.
"Alfie and Angelina had started this over 3 months ago. It started with Angelina topping him at a party. After that, Alfie came into her room and started fuckin-"
"S- stop!" Max exlaimed, covering her mouth. That's when she licked his hand.
"Do you- do you want to reenact this?" Amelie asked. Max gaped.
I do not need this right now, Max thought, before quickly getting up and rushing away to sit with his friend.

Max entered his next class, maths. It was his worst subject. 10 minutes into the lesson, Amelie walked in and sat next to him- the teacher didn't even care.
"What's up stranger?" Amelie said, turning to him, smirking.
This was going to be a long lesson.
~End
Another part of this backstory may come if I'm up to it :D
Also Happy New Year you little fucks.