Unwanted ※

Four ※

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"What the-" the four kids looked at the crowd in front of them. Mike pushed past a bunch of kids, leading his group to the front. "Aw look the little gingers crying! How cute!" Upon hearing those words, Mike walked faster. He stopped at the image of Max sitting on the dirty street, holding her broken skateboard, bruised, and crying. He immediately ran over to her, pulling her in her arms. El looked at the boy with anger written on her face. She stomped over and smacked him, "are you crazy?! Who hits a little girl like that?! What the fuck?!" Mike walked away holding Max leaving El and Lucas to yell at everyone. He got on his bike and let Max sit on the back. "Its gonna be okay, I'm gonna get you home."

The two got gone twenty minutes later. Mike put his bike in the garage and walked inside with Max. He snuck her upstairs and called Nancy. She didn't answer so he went to her room to find no one there. "Shit!" The boy ran back to his room and sat next to the crying girl. Max was still holding the two broken halves of her board. She was looking down and whimpering. He knelt on the floor in front of her and lifted her chin with his finger. "Hey it's okay. You're safe now."

Max started to try to put the broken skateboard back together. She kept trying to fit the cracks in each other like a little kid trying to put a broken toy back together. Mike sighed and hels her wrists lightly as if he was trying to calm down a small child. She still tried to put the broken board back together.

"Max it's broken."

"M-my board." She let the broken board fall from her hand and began to sob. Mike stood up and pulled her into a hug. She wrapped her arms around his torso tightly as her crying got worse. He pulled away from the hug quickly and knelt down again. "Max hey hey look at me, look right at me." He put his hand on her cheek and caressed it softly. "Breathe, in and out. Slowly. Good just in and out."

※ Max was four. She sat on the sidewalk, ice cream melting down her cone and her red hair flying in her face. Billy walked back to her and chuckled, "hey ginger you're ice creams melting." He scared her! The small redhead gasped in shock and dropped her ice cream cone. Tears filled her bright blue eyes as she stared at the puddle on the floor. "B-Billy! You scared me and my ice cream!" A few tears escaped from her eyes as she clung to her older brothers leg. The blonde frowned and picked his sister up, placing her on his hip. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she cried into his shoulder. "Shh it's okay Maxie. It's okay! Hey Max look at me." She lifted her face from his shoulder and he smiled at her. "What If we go get you a new ice cream, hm? Would you like that." The small redhead thought for a second. She nodded her head, her red locks bouncing.

The two siblings walked to the ice cream truck and Billy bought her a new cone. She ate her new ice cream happily. Billy walked over to a bench and sat down, setting Max on his lap. He was only sixteen at the time and took care of a four year old better than his own parents did! If you could even call them parents. Neil was an abusive asshole who married a cheap whore thirteen years younger than him. He smiled as he watched Max eat her ice cream while holding her favorite stuffed animal. It was a small blue dog, her father won it for her at a fair before the acc- let's not get into that. It was so sticky and dirty now, Billy would have to wash it.