Amelie x Max

Ch. 17 Amelie x Max

Max knocked on his parents' door. They were a nice old couple, who were sixty- three and sixty- four. Max had always hated them, but this was the only place Max could vent his anger.
"Hey sweetie!" His mum, Alex said.
"Hey son," His dad, Andreé said.
Max didn't bother saying hello back: he entered without saying a word.
The place was just as he had last seen it. The wallpaper had rotted, and the ceiling was dripping with leaks.
He sat down at the crooked table, where he leant back on his chair. The chair immediately broke, sending Max toppling into his dead cat's litter tray. He stood up and shook the cat shit out of his hair, and stood infront of his parents.
"Hello mother, hello father. Let me stay here please," he said before flashing a crooked smile. His mum looked delighted.
"Of course honey!"
She leant in and engulfed him in a hug, her saggy tits rubbing against him. Max pushed her away- he hated them from the bottom of his heart. They were too affectionate. Max liked being hated, that was why no one liked him (true story!). His dad grunted in reply, so he knew that they had accepted.
He had looked through the cupboards to find some reasonable food, but there was nothing. His parents were extreme cheapskates. They had both wanted a child since they married, and they decided to take Max, who was homeless, into their care. It was easier than raising a child straight from birth. They could save money.
"Mum? Where is the food?"
She smiled and guided him outside the apartment, where a trash bag full of old rotten food lay.
"The neighbours were kind enough to hand their old food over in this convenient- looking bag! We couldn't resist," she said, picking up the trash bag and taking it inside.
She took out an old banana peel and handed it over to Max. He hadn't had anything in over an hour so he bit in. It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted: he got a boner from eating this lovely banana peel- he was horny for more.
However his parents had eaten the remains. Max was disappointed, he really wanted to smell the sweet fragrance again, and taste the juicy food once more.
He began to grow tired, realising he hadn't slept well in over three days. Max casually asked his parents where the bed was.
"There's no bed honey! We Jam-pack right onto that sofa over there. It's a real good time!" She answered, before humming Ed Sheerman's brand new song. Max grunted in anger because his parents were almost as cheesy as Amelie's pick-up lines.
He decided to sleep on the floor, because his parents were gross and old. Max closed his eyes and quickly fell into slumber.
To be continued...