BELLADONNA (Harringrove)
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*PREVEW OF A CHAPTER*
"YOU'RE A PRICK!" max yells out to billy "and you're a bitch." Steve heard a bang, marking the sound as a door being slammed. Steve lightly knocked on the door waiting a response.
Max opens the door once again "why are you still here?" she asked a little more aggressive than she originally intended.
"Billy has a kid?" He quickly questioned his eyes wide as he sees the crying child in max's arms "Steve buddy you're a bit slow max says pushing her lips into a thin line as she bounces the crying infant in her arms.
"Why are you taking care of the baby? Steve asked. "Because nobody else will. "Take it to an orphanage." Billy's rough voice cuts in making both the two unexpectedly turn to look at billy. "No you jackass." "Watch your mouth Maxine." Billy said pointing at the fiery redhead.
"Then don't be stupid take responsibility of YOUR kid." She said holding the crying baby out to billy who looked scared to even be near the child.
"Absolutely not." Billy says walking to the work out bench taking a seat.
"Steve help me I don't know how to take care of a child." Max whines. "What makes you think that I do," Steve declares. "You are practically a mother to 6 kids Steve. One of those kids being me." She says her face set in stone.
Billy snorts out a laugh
Steve sighs and steps into the house closing the door behind himself.
He reaches out to take the newborn into his own hands shushing the baby to coax it out of crying. "When was the last time it ate." Steve asked looking between the two.
Neither of them had a clue.
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