Break For You - Max Mayfield

Chapter Three - It's The Same Look I Give Myself Everyday...

"Hello?" Robin whispered as the group entered the small cabin. Lake shined his flashlight inside so Robin could see. "Is anyone home?"

"What a dump." Steve grimaced as he completely walked inside. Everyone turned once they heard screaming coming from Lake. "What the hell?" Steve shouted out in a fright.

Lake was swatting off spiderwebs that got in his face. "Holy shit!" The whole group rolled their eyes. "Ugh, that was fucking brutal." He said as he pulled a spiderweb out of his hair.

"Drama queen." Robin sung out as Lake flipped her off with a sarcastic smile.

Lake watched as Steve grabbed an oar of the wall. Lake looked at Steve confused while Steve handed him the other one. "What the hell am I supposed to do with this?" 

"Help me look." Steve argued back, Lake rolled his eyes as he helped Steve poke around the sheet covered boat.

"What are you doing?" Dustin jumped. Steve didn't respond as Lake just shrugged his shoulders and continued to poke. "What are you doing?" Dustin looked at Steve, waiting for answer.

"He might be in here." Steve shrugged.

"So take the tarp off!" Dustin shouted at Steve.

"If you're so brave, you take the tarp off." Steve argued back. 

"Hey, look over here." Max announced looking at a half drunk beer bottle. Robin walked pass Lake and over to Max. "Someone was here."

"Maybe he heard us. Got spooked and ran." Robin shrugged as Max looked at the beer bottles and wrapping paper.

"Don't worry." Dustin spoke while Steve and Lake were hitting the tarp. "Steve and Lake will get him with their oars."

"Wow, Dustin. Getting funnier everyday." Lake spoke sarcastically.

"Thanks, Lake." Dustin patted Lake's shoulder, which he shrugged off.

"I know you think you're being funny, Henderson." Steve started off as he continued poking. "But considering everyone in this room has nearly died a hundred times, personally, I don't find it funny in the slight-"

Steve was cut off by the sound of Lake screaming again. Everyone jumped back as they saw Eddie push Lake into a wall.

"Wait! Wait. Wait. Wait!" Steve shouted as he watched his younger brother get man handled. 

"Lake!" Max yelled as she tried to help Lake but Dustin held her back. 

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Eddie! Eddie! Stop!" Dustin begged as Eddie held a broken bottle neck to Lake's throat. Eddie looked at Dustin while the latter pushed the others back. "It's me." Lake locked eyes with Steve watching him mouthed 'It's gonna be okay'. Lake nodded his head trying to calm himself down. "It's Dustin."

Max and Robin watched in horror as Eddie pushed the bottle neck closer to the younger Harrington's throat. 

"This is Lake. You know him, right?" Dustin said getting no response.

"Yeah, of course you know me, we're best buds." The younger Harrington said looking into Eddie's eyes.

"Lake, drop the oar." Dustin ordered. 

Lake just kept staring at Eddie not listening, tighten his grip on the oar. Eddie noticed this and pushed the broken neck closer breaking skin. Lake hissed slightly at the sudden pain. Lake tightened his grip more like he was about to attack.

Max saw this and rapidly shook her head. "Lake, stop." Lake's grip got tighter to the point where his knuckles were turning white. "Please, Lake." Max pleaded, she knew once Lake was angry there was no stopping him from doing what he was about to do.