it's been about a week since the whole situation happened with max and his parents.
maxs dad, steven, was sentenced to 4 years in jail, and fines, and his mother charlotte, had 8 years, and fines, as she has had a history.
max was healing. his stitches were about gone, his bruises were fading, his rib healing. he started seeing his therapist, who was a really nice man named axel.
the past week, max had been staying with josh, laura was doing all the paperwork and stuff for him, and treating him like her own, and that was very important to him.
josh and his family were very important people.
today was saturday, and josh had just woken up in his bed. tyler was behind him, arms wrapped around his waist. brendon, ryan, dallon, emma and max were all asleep in various parts of the floor. they were gonna make a pallet, but no one really cared and just passed out. there was blankets and pillows strewn across.
today was the day that max was moving in with his sister. laura had gotten in contact with her, and found out she still lived in the area, the worthington school district, and that she was more than happy to take max in. she was 28, and settled in for adulthood. she was an architect, who made nice money. she had a nice house and a dog, and she had a boyfriend also named josh, who was getting pretty serious. her name was jamie.
she moved out a while back and didn't have any contact with steven and charlotte. she left when max was only 7 or 8, and if she could've she would've taken him with her. she regrets that she didn't fight harder.
josh stretched, turning and looking at tyler. he smiled, running his thumb across tylers cheek.
"morning." tyler rasped out, opening his eyes. josh pressed their lips together for a short kiss.
"sleep good?" tyler asked, sitting up and adjusting his morning wood.
"i did, you?" josh replied.
"very good." tyler said. "should we wake everyone up?"
"not yet." josh said, closing his eyes and cuddling into tyler again. tyler smiled, pulling him closer. josh was straddling tyler, with his head in his neck.
tyler loved this, even though it wasn't helping his morning wood.
"tell your dick to calm down." josh mumbled against his neck. tyler laughed.
"i can't help it." he said, josh giggling, feeling it pressed up against him.
josh kissed him again, before rolling off of him and standing up. tyler watched his ass as he walked.
"ow fuck!" brendon yelled, jolting awake. josh slightly screamed. "josh you bitch!" brendon said, starting to laugh with him.
"what what?" tyler asked, everyone else groaning as they woke up.
"josh stepped on my ankle." brendon said.
"my bad bren." josh said, brendon reaching up and slapping his ass.
"s'okay." he said, josh laughing.
"brendon stop slapping my best friends ass." ryan mumbled, still half asleep.
"wake up baby and come sit on my dick." brendon replied.
"can y'all shut the fuck up?" dallon groaned.
"wakey wakey dally shakey." brendon said.
"suck my cock." dallon replied, flipping brendon off.
"10 more minutes." they heard emma whine. she was wearing joggers and a calvin klein bra.
"babe, your titty is in the floor it fell off." brendon said, emma's boob hanging out of her bra.

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Fanfictionfuck·boy /ˈfəkˌboi/ noun 1. a man who has many casual sexual partners. someone who is only looking for a piece of ass to use then throw away. 2. tyler joseph !warning! this book is pushy and cringe i apologize i was young when i wrote it and had no...