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chapter xxxi. follow the breadcrumbs
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They spent the night at Mike's house, in his basement, after the fight at the pool. As soon as they got back, El collapsed into a slumber. Bella wanted to fall asleep as well, but Max insisted she had to clean up her wound. So, as the boys set up their beds, and Mike fetched all of the sheets from upstairs, they disappeared into the bathroom.
She had a first aid kit whilst Bella sat on the counter. Max set everything she needed up, as Isabella just looked around. "Are you alright?" She asks the red head who seems slightly off.
"I'll be okay." Max just shook her head. "I used to do this all the time for when I'd fall off my skateboard. I did it for Billy once after a particularly bad fight with his dad." Her gaze seemed distant, she quite appear as herself. Absent. Isabella just pursed her lips, she's heard some of Billy and his dad. His dad is pretty violent, he's never hit Max, but she's had to witness it and couldn't do anything about it. Isabella just knows that she has some trauma around it, nightmares about it a few times. "He was pretty reluctant to let me help, but I eventually got through to him, he was in a lot of pain."
"I'm sorry." The dark-skinned girl blurted out as Max picked up a wet flannel and started to wipe away the dry blood on the side of her face, "I know it's not my fault, but... If I saw Lucas that way, I'd wanna cry. I hate the little thing, but I love him really."
She just smiled slightly and shook her head, "At the end of the day, Billy's an arsehole, but he's still my brother."
"Yeah." Bella nodded, squeezing Max's spare hand with a kind and comforting smile, "We'll get him back, don't worry. Maybe he'll change after all this." The Mayfield girl didn't think that would happen. Billy has always been like this, ever since she's known him, he's been violent and cruel.
Isabella hissed as Max dabbed the towel gently over Bella's cut, trying to work out how deep it is and if she might need stitches. They'll have to go to the hospital then. They sat in silence whilst Max healed Bella. It hurt when she dabbed it with alcohol pads but after a little while, the stinging went away and she put some ointment on it and sealed it with a plaster. She saw that Max had a little cut on her arm from the class that had shattered and helped her clean it and put a plaster on it.
