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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
*max
curls in on himself, pulling his knees to his chest and burying his
face in them* *he starts crying* stop…lying! You’re lying! It
wasnt…just…an accident…
I don’t lie, Max. I’m a scientist – it’s the
complete opposite of what I do. Go on… Take a deep breath. Why don’t you tell David what happened?
I…I tried to kill myself…b-because…my parents…they…
//hey can you play David because I can’t think of what to have him react as//
*David looks to Carlos, who just nods slightly at him. He
looked at Max, setting a hand on the bed*
David: Go on, Max. I’m listening.
He’s…not my real dad…but he…he acts like…nothing happened…and my…mom says…she…says I’m a devil…she…*he breaks off, trying to collect himself enough to continue*
David: I… it’s okay, Max. Take your time. *starts looking around
and finds a tissue box beside the in-room sink. He quickly moves to get it and
sits back down, setting the box down beside Max and pulling a tissue for him.*
*Carlos just sits and watches Max*
*he takes a deep breath* um…she said…I’m a devil…because I like boys…and…and…she would hit…me…and her boyfriend…hated me…and…*he breaks off, sobbing* *he reaches out to david*
*David immediately leans in and gathers Max up in his arms,
trying to be careful of his ribs.*
David: Oh, Max – I had no idea! There, there… I’m here. Oh, Max, I am so sorry…
I…they said…I was…useless…they told me…to die…they tried to…kill me…and…I…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…*max is shaking*
*David is shocked and he holds Max closer* Max… Oh my god.
No, no, don’t be sorry, kiddo. Max, I didn’t know. Don’t be sorry, Max, it’s not your fault.
They’re wrong – they’re so wrong.
*Carlos just frowns as he contemplates this new revelation.
He decides to himself that action must
be taken*
P-please don’t tell…anyone…I…it’s fine…I know they…don’t mean to…it’s…they…please…don’t tell…they’ll…be mad…
*david is shocked* What? Whether they mean it or not, Max, you don’t tell someone to die! When I see your parents, there will be some very harsh words from me!
Carlos: They’d get a harsh fist from me. *mutters
angrily*
David: Well, I don’t want to advocate violence in front of an impressionable youth, but to be
perfectly truthful… yes, that is also a very real possibility.