Max POV
After a few hours of slowly suffocating in the bag they stuffed me in, and trying not to get a concession from all the moving shit back here, yeah, out of all places they decided to put me in the trunk. I. Fucking. Hate. Them.
After a while I start to pass out from lack of oxygen, and it's only shortly after when the car stops. I her the driver door open, and then the door to the trunk, if there wasn't tape over my mouth I'd curse the fuck out of whoever it is, then I feel myself get picked up, and thrown. And I'm not talking about a soft little toss, this bitch just threw me, as if I weighed as much as a paper airplane.
After a rough landing witch without a doubt rebroke my spine and various other bones, I hear a car drive away. Huh... well shit.
I finally tear through the mask and get a huge breath of fresh air, just to double back from a big ass headache. I put my hand on my head and feel something liquid. Yep, I'm bleeding. I tear off a part of the bag and wrap it around my head, despite how dirty it is.
I guess this is life now. Huh.
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Harrison and Max (adopted brothers au) !currently Re-writing!
Fanfictionlol, Harrison and Max both get adopted by david.
