cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
My…my mom…
She was wrong! *he says it almost sharply. He
sighs and tries again.* She was wrong. She shouldn’t have said something like
that to you, Max.But…she’s my mom…kids are supposed to listen to their parents…right? They’re supposed to love their parents…
But sometimes parents aren’t perfect. And they
can be very wrong. My brother… my mom thought he was useless. He can’t walk,
but he’s a brilliant software engineer. She was wrong about him. And your mom…
she was wrong to say something like that to an impressionable child like you.
Yeah, you can love your mom, but that doesn’t mean she can’t do anything wrong
ever.I just…I don’t know what to do…
That’s okay, Max. You’re just a kid. You’re
already doing the most important thing, which is talking to an adult who wants
to help you.Help? How?
*sighs* I’m not sure yet. But knowing that you’re
actually getting physically hurt, I can’t really keep this to myself. Or, I
shouldn’t. Authorities should be told about this.Nonono please! You can’t tell anyone! I shouldn’t have even told you! Please don’t fell the cops!
Max – max, please listen to me. They are hurting you. You said that they hit you.
And that absolutely has to stop.Don’t! Please!
*takes his shoulders and squeezes them* Max –
it’s okay. It’s okay, I promise. I’m not going to tell anyone right away – I need
to think about what the best way to go about helping you would be. But
eventually… someone else will know. Please, Max… trust me.
The Perfect Scientist 