Cause And Effect.

Chapter One

Issac. Issac Holland.

Everyone thought he was so great. So perfect. So nice and happy and... good.

Max didn't think so. He had always had a weird feeling about Issac. Something about him just wasn't right.

"Come on, Max, you are probably just over thinking this, huh?" Walter softly said, taking the boys hand.

Max was a sixteen year old, pansexual high school student. Walter was a Sixteen year old bisexual High school student.

They had hated each other for years... beating each other every change they got. But now...? You could say they were... friends.

"I don't think I am... I don't like him. There is something up, I can feel it." Max shook his head, Biting his lip.
Walter chuckled softly. "You didn't like me either two years ago." He softly said, pressing a gentle kiss to Max's lips.

"True. very true." Max mumbled against the blonde's lips. They heard the front door open, but neither of them pulled away. Issac and Anne, Max's mother, walked into the house carrying groceries. When Anne saw them sitting on the couch, she smiled a little. She was happy for her son. He had found someone who he loved. She didn't care if it was a boy or a girl as long as her son was happy.

Issac, however... he physically cringed at the sight. He was probably the most homophobic person in their town. "Maxwell." He barked, drawing the boy's attention as well as Walter's. "Help with the groceries. Walter,  go home." He harshly said. Walter immediately understood Max's feeling toward the man. He suddenly didn't liken him too much. Walter stood and took Max's hand, helping him up. He walked with to the door. "Call me if you need me, okay? I'll be here in two seconds." He said, pecking Max's lips. Max nodded softly and pulled him into a hug. "I love you." He softly said. "I love you too." Walter placed a kiss on Max's forehead before walking to his car and driving off.

Inside, Anne and Issac were putting away groceries. "Why do you have to be like that?" She asked, continuing to put things away. "Whst do you mean, Anne?" Issac asked, looking over at her as she put things away.

"Why do you always make Walter go home?  You always act like they are the most horrible thing in the world, Issac.  There is nothing wrong with those boys." Anne said,  turning to Issac.

"Oh.. come on, Anne, It's not that I think they are horrible or gross. But I just... don't wanna see it." He softly said. "But you don't have to send him home, Issac. Walter makes Max happy. He deserves that happiness." Anne looked like she was going to cry.  She hated when Issac did that. She had broken up with him twice because of it. Called of their marriage once but they always ended up back together. Max always told her it was okay and that it was what he believed and their wasn't anything they could do about it.

"Anne... Anne,  Sweeite, You know I love you and Max and Brigitta. Okay? I wouldn't want to hurt any of you, okay? Next time I'll send them upstairs or something." Issac smiled softly, pressing a kiss tobher forehead. "I love you." He said.

"I love you too." Anne wrapped her arms around the man's torrso and laid her head on his shoulder. Little did she know...

Max grabbed a few grocery bags from the car and carried them inside to the kitchen. Brigitta, Max's fourteen year old cousin,  came running down the stairs andnout the door to help.

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After a few hours, Brigitta and Anne went to go shopping for a new outfit for Brigitta's school dance, Leaving Max home alone with Issac. Max didn't want to stay with him all night, so He texted Walter and they decided to go out and do something. Max didn't have a car yet, So Walter was going to come and get him.