Moxxie's and Millie's apartment
I arrived at mom and dads apartment. I took a look around and saw on a shelf our pictures. The one that stood out was with me. What stood out of the photo is that because my adoptive parents are imps, I was much taller than them.
"Here you go hon, just the way we left it." Mom said as she walked me to my room. She was right. The posters are still there, my collectibles, my autograph photo of Verosika Mayday, my video games and... my photo... of her... Charlie.
"... I take it your still not over her?" Mom said sounding sorrowful.
"..." I didn't reply.
"I'm sorry darling... it must really hurt." She said putting her hand on my... well hip. She couldn't reach my shoulder.
"No... it doesn't hurt, mom! I handled it like a champ!"
5 minutes later
I was in the shower crying, hugging my legsand laying on the shower floor. Oh and I didn't even bother taking his clothes off, when I went in.
Meanwhile Moxxie and Millie was outside the door listening to the crying. Both of them feeling bad.
9 years ago
(A/N: this part is vital to the story, so bear with me here)
I needed money, so I can either go to a blood bank or a sperm donor clinic. So I decided to go with the sperm donor clinic. Honestly I feel weird even comi- uh suggesting this. I went up to the counter.
"Hey, you lookin to donate?" The receptionist asked.
"Uhh... yeah... you'll pay me right?"
"Uhh what the fuck do you think? Of course we will, we just need you to fill out this forum."
Few minutes later
I finished filling out the forum and gave it to the receptionist. He then gave me a little cup.
"Here you go, good luck perv."
"I'm NOT a pervert! I'm doing it for the money!"
"That's what they all fuckin say."
Later
"Tsk, fucking asshole." I said, as I arrive to the room. Okay, I got the cup, but... ugh... I'm not feeling it. Okay... oh man... I... just can't.... I mean, I don't wanna think about Charlie, I would never do such a think while thinking about her... ugh but I have feelings for her and her only.
"DAMMIT!!!!!! This is too difficult!" Dammit, if I want that money, I either need to think about her or someone else... oh man, I'm so sorry Charlie. I took out my phone and typed in "Verosika Mayday."
Later
After I was done they took a photo of me gave me a check and I left. Once I arrived at my apartment, I put my face on my pillow and bawled my eyes out. "I'm so sorry Charlie. *sniff* I felt like I betrayed you."
Now
"Ugh... wha da fuck? Why'd I dream that?" I asked. Then a knock came to my door.
"Hey sweetie, your dad and I are headed to work, if your hungry there's leftovers in the fridge." Mom said.
"Thanks. Bye mom, bye dad."
"See you soon Max!" Dad said.
"We love you." Mom said.
"Love you guys too."
After that they left... I looked around my room and saw my autograph picture of Verosika Mayday. Once I did the thoughts of that dream came to me, so I instantly faced the picture down.
Later
I ate the leftover that mom and then left me, and watched TV.
Meanwhile I.M.P
The imps were hard at work, and when they got back from the living world, the phone started to ring. And Loona picked up the phone.
"Hello I.M.P." She asked.
"Uhh hello, Loona? It's me Charlie."
"C-Charlie?" Loona was shocked by the sudden call. She and the rest of I.M.P had met Charlie in the past when Max was close to her. But since that day, they never been in contact ever since.
"Uhh... what's up?"
"Do you know where Max is I went to his job but his boss said he was replaced and fired. And I never got his address before."
"Oh boy... well, where to start." Loona said
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What if... Max was born in hell?
Short StoryA sort of... spin-off taking place in an alternate universe. I've been wondering something, what if Max was born in hell, and never got with Charlie? Well this is what this story is about.