The bet ~Byler~

seven

Will

Lucas and Max finally got dressed, they came downstairs and I tried to make myself look as intimidating as possible. By that I was sitting on a kitchen stall with my hands in my lap intwined with each other.

"All right! So." I sat and up and walked over to the red headed girl. "Your names Maxine right?" | asked reasing an eyebrow. Lucas crossed his arms raising his eyebrows too.

"It's Max. No one calls me Maxine." Max said rolling her eyes straightening her back.

"Okay since Charles isn't home right now I'm going to do my best impression of him... Kay?" I clear my throat. "IF YOU SO MUCH AS HURT MY SON OR TOUCH HIM WITHOUT CONSENT, SEXUALLY, OR PHYSICALLY, IN ANY SHAPE WAY OR FROM I WILL BEAT. YOUR. ASS. Capeesh?" Max eyes widened slowly swallowing a lump in her throat. Lucas punched my arm.

"Dude, what the hell? Are you trying to scare her off?" Lucas smacked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. I just shrugged and leaned on my right foot.

"Your dad would have been way worse." I said making my way back to the fridge. I heard the front door open as I closed it up again.

"LUCAS HAS A GIRLFRIEND!" | yelled and Lucas pushed me onto the floor but I drag him down with me.

"Shut the fuck up." Lucas said covering my mouth as he whispers.

It was too late.

"HE WHAT?" I heard Charles yell and storm down the hallway.

"MAX RUN!" Lucas yelled but before Max could even take a step Lucas's dad came over and looked at her dead in the eye forcing her to stay still. She does.

"Oh you're aren't going anywhere." He said. "Lucas get the hell off Will and sit down." His dad didn't even glance over at us. Lucas flipped me off as his dad wasn't looking at them walked over to a stall at the breakfast bar. "Nope. Move 3 feet away." Charles said sitting across from them and looking at a very petrified Max. "Okay to start off why they hell are you trying to corrupt my son? Whatever every your name is. Oh god I bet they already had sex." He shakes his head scoffing.

"Oh stop being over dramatic Charles." Sue, Lucas's mom said walking into the dining room with groceries. "The three of you, go! Charles gets the rest of groceries out of the car."

"Are you kidding me? If I don't talk to her she'll put her hands all over my Lucas." Charles huffed. Not like she hasn't already.

"Honey, for the love of Christ they're dating that's what they're supposed to do! Plus look you're scaring the poor girl half to death." Sue said. I scoffed as they walked out to get the rest of the groceries.

"Make sure she doesn't lay a hand on Lucas alight." Charles said near me. I saluted him and walked closer to the two. Max looked like she calmed down a bit as she moved closer and places her hand in Lucas's.

Charles opened his mouth to say something but closed it as sue gave him a look. Honestly I would be like Charles if my son got a girlfriend.

"Will want to help me make dinner?" Sue asked as she places the rest of the bags on the side. I quickly nodded and walked over to her. She didn't hesitate to pull me into a hug.

Sue knew l what my parents were like so she automatically filled the spot as my mum. It still hurt not having a relationship with my mum. Joyce. But at least I had sue. She's the best mum I know.

"Hey sweetie, how has your day been?" She asked pulling away slightly.

"Meh, pretty shitty. My parents got back and when I tired saying hi they shrugged me off. They didn't even look at me. Told me to go away." My voice cracked at the end as o let out a small sob. I need to stop wasting tears on them.

"Oh honey. I'm so sorry you have terrible parents. They don't deserve you." She said brushing through my hair.
She cupped my face and then wiped the tears from my eyes.

"Let's make some steak Kay?" She asked. I nodded as she taught me how to make it 'correctly. I made it with her before but I only got experiment at her house because my parents don't trust me.

While the steak was on the grill she made mashed potatoes, long green beans while I made the sauce along with drinks.

"Wow this looks really good! Thanks Will, Thanks mum." Lucas said along with thank you from Charles and Max.

We all sat down and ate our food. Charles kept glancing at Max giving her a death glare once in a while. I held in my laugh as Lucas rolled his eyes at his dad.

When dinner was finished we headed up to Lucas' room and played video games, after Charles told them to make sure to leave the door open. Then Erica, the little bundle of joy who I call my younger sister, finally came home.

"IM HOME." She shouted as her parents yelled hi back.
Soon as l heard her kick her shoes off she ran up the steps and into Lucas' room. When she saw Max she just ignored them and sat next to me. She loves me.

"Sup bitch." I said.

"Sup asshole." She spat back.

"Hi whore."

"Hola coño."

"H-" I began but Lucas cut me off.

"Can the both of you two shut the fuck up." He said annoyed.

"Ooo vanilla Liker is maddd." I said and then Erica leaned in and asked what the 'tea' was.

"Okay okay, basically your brother is getting fucked by Ed Sheeran." I said and Lucas turned to glare at the both of us while we started laughing.

"E-Ed Sheeran! That's gold!" She said rolling over on the floor now.

"I hate both of you, get the fuck out of my room." Lucas jumped on me tacking me to the ground. I just kept laughing. 

"You s-sure...sure about that? H-how do you think Charles would feel a-about it?" I said trying to talk but my laughter was too much. "OH C-" I started before Lucas put a handover my mouth.

"Shut up please." He said getting desperate.

"Only if you let me and your sister play." I said. Lucas huffed before he got off me then chucked the controllers at us while he sat on the bed with Max while me and Erica played on the beanbags on the floor.

"Let me dive." I said trying to get her to hop out of the car.

"Fuck no, your driving sucks ass." She said.

"Fine just, ugh just drive slower and get us to a safe zone." I said.

***

After two hours and winning nine games, Max finally went home and we all headed to our separate rooms
Yes I have my own room because I basically lived here more than my own house. They converted the guest room into my room about six years ago? After the incident.

After I brushed my teeth and did my skin care so I don't turn out to have pepperoni face like my dad. Lonnie.

Then I headed to bed.

A/N: ideas on a new ending.