Maximum Overload [BoyxBoy]

Overload 15-Cuts Deep

Hey! Sorry it has been a while since I uploaded but this is a good chapter! It is really all just piling up for Max. Idk how much more of this he can take.

Overload 15-Cuts Deep

Kale and I walked through the door to find that my father had left. His bags were gone and again there was no note or message of any kind. “We have the house to ourselves.” Kale wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“God you are such a horny bastard.”

“Okay, what does my boyfriend want to do?” He asked emphasizing the word boyfriend. We walked into the kitchen to grab a quick snack. While I was trying to open a jar of pickles my phone started ringing from my front pocket. Kale walked over and reached into my pocket from behind, very slowly. He caught me so off guard that I nearly dropped the jar onto the tile floor.

                “It’s Maya,” He said answering it and holding it to my ear so that I could multitask. Maya was freaking out on the other end of the line.

                “Slow down,” I told her through the phone. She continued hysterically. “Speak slowly and clearly,” I instructed her.

                She took a deep breath trying to calm down, “Trent is outside my house.” I dropped the jar of pickles and it crashed on the floor cutting into my leg exposed because I was wearing basketball shorts.

                “Shit! We’re on our way Maya.” I yelled as Kale hung up the phone for me and I hopped over to the nearby chair. There were several good sized cuts and there was lots of blood. I take that back they were huge cuts. I pulled a 3-inch piece of glass out of my leg and winced at the immense amount of pain. Kale went pale staring at my leg. “What?”

                “Blood.” Oh, he doesn’t like the sight of blood.

                “I’m fine, just go upstairs and get a washcloth and some gauze. Then meet me at the truck we have to get to Maya’s quickly.” Kale ran out of the room and I hobbled over to the front door flinching as blood dripped onto the white carpet. The pain was nearly unbearable but I would have to worry about that later because right now Maya was more important to me. Maya was always more important than me. Unlike my father I had a moral level that made me put those I love before myself.

 I managed to pull myself into the passenger seat just as Kale came running out the door. He jumped in and began fussing over me. “Kale, I’ve got it just drive.”

                I began cleaning some of the still flowing blood off of my leg and wrapped it in several layers of white bandage. When we pulled up at Maya’s Trent was still lurking on the lawn. I had a piece of my mind to give him and there was no fear right now. I was pissed he was after my girl and that had to stop. Wait, my girl? I climbed out gingerly and walked around the front of the car.

                “What the hell are you doing here?” I yelled as loud as I possibly could. Trent looked up and a smile lit up his face as I approached. I limped towards him and his face fell looking at my leg. The gauze was already soaked in blood and it was visible as some trickled down my leg.

                “What happened to you?” He asked with mock concern audible in his voice.

                “Don’t change the subject! What are you doing here douche bag?”

                “I wanted to see you.”

                “So you showed up here?” I asked.

                “I didn’t know where you lived. I knew that she would freak out and call you, and I knew that you would come. It was the easiest way to find you.”

          “You know, I am getting really fucking tired of you!” I said pushing him on the chest.“You rape me, kill my brother, and then you have the nerve to show your face here again!” I looked at him expectantly but he didn’t respond. The anger and pain cut through my chest like a knife at the mention of that night. But I had to confront him. “You have the nerve to try and kiss me and say that you want me. You come here to mess with my head and now suddenly you aren’t so confident because I confront you about it!” I screamed. I then pulled back my fist and landed it squarely on his jaw. He stumbled back but quickly regained his balance. He stood back up just in time for my fist to land on his face again. This time he fell all the way to the ground.              

  “What do you have to say for yourself?” I yelled. He didn’t respond so I aimed my foot and kicked him in the gut. I realized my mistake when pain exploded in my leg. I stumbled back and looked down at the gauze which was thoroughly soaked in blood. The world turned and I fell backwards.

                “Max!” Kale and Maya both yelled at the same time rushing to my side.

                “What happened?” Maya asked frantically.

                “He dropped a jar and it cut his leg up pretty badly. He said that he was fine.” He responded.

                “We should get him to the hospital.”

                “Agreed.” Kale scooped me up and laid me down in the back seat of my truck. Maya climbed in laying my head in her lap. Kale hopped into the driver’s seat and pulled away quickly. It felt like hours before we pulled up at the emergency room entrance to the local hospital. Kale pulled me into his arms once again and jogged through the doors.

                “Somebody help!” Maya yelled and two nurses rushed over a third bringing a gurney type thing with her.

                “What happened?” One of them asked.

                “He was cut by glass, we bandaged it but it didn’t stop bleeding.” They removed the bandages.

                “These cuts are really deep, they may need stitches and an infection is likely. How long has it been since this happened?”

                “It hasn’t quite been an hour I don’t think.” The nurse nodded and suddenly they were moving me, leaving Kale and Maya behind.

Will Max be okay?