Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Stop…lying to me…I thought you were my friends…friends don’t lie…

//stranger things reference because im absolute traaaaaaaash//

Carlos: *frowns. He’s touched that Max thinks of them as his
friends…. But is sad that he was trying to dismiss it* We are your friends, Max. We want to help you. And I told you…
scientists don’t lie.

David: Neither do Camp Counselors! Except when pretending to
send a kid to the moon! I would never
lie to you, Max!

I…it really was my fault okay? I don’t…want to lose anyone else…I feel clingy and annoying…I feel like…they all hate me…*he reaches for David again*

*David just rubs his shoulder comfortingly* Nobody hates
you. Or… nobody that matters hates you. What… what do you think was your fault?

*Carlos remembered that David didn’t know the whole story
yet.*

I…I killed my dad…it was…all my fault…I should have been…less stupid…

*David is confused.* W… what? Why would you say that, Max?

Carlos: Max, why don’t you start from the beginning.

I…was walking with my dad…and holding a stuffed toy…and I dropped it and it rolled into the road…and I ran out to get it and…a car was coming and my dad jumped infront of it and…he died…my mom said I should have died instead…

David: Oh… Oh my god, Max… I am so sorry that happened.
*hugs the boy closer.* I’m so sorry… that’s terrible, Max! You should’nt have
seen that – and your mother absolutely should not have said something like that
to you! *he pauses, and sighs.* Max… that is awful. I’m so sorry…

She didn’t just…say…horrible things…*he lifts his shirt a bit to reveal a huge bruise spreading from his upper thigh to his hip up to his bellybutton* I’m fine though. Its not the first time and it certainly won’t be the last.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

She
didn’t just…say…horrible things…*he lifts his shirt a bit to reveal a
huge bruise spreading from his upper thigh to his hip up to his
bellybutton* I’m fine though. Its not the first time and it certainly
won’t be the last.

*David is dumbstruck and for a moment can’t find words to
say*

Carlos: It is absolutely
the last time! Neither she nor your stepfather will lay a hand on you again,
Max.

*David blinks, but then his face gets determined and he
nods* Right!

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_{‘ ah—– ‘}

_{he falters momentarily , reluctant to espouse the truth over his own ideal ( and comforting ) illusions. green eyes blink and refocus.}

_{‘ happiness is nature’s most effective medicine , carlos !! i’m beginning to think YOU could do with a song today. ‘}

Carlos chuckled. “Thanks, David. But I’ve got some work to do – I’ll sit in on fireside
some other time.” He thought a moment. “Hey… you know El Dorado by George Alexander? It’s a great song – written after
Edgar Allen Poe’s poem of the same name. Always gets me in a good mood when I
hear it.”

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_{‘ gee , NOTHING is impossible. ‘}

_{he wags his finger incredulously , reminiscing on a past chalk-full of injuries soothed by a guitar and a campfire.}

_{‘ especially with a good song ! ‘}

“No, David, you don’t understand – playing a guitar to a
cancer patient literally won’t heal them,” Carlos tried to explain. “Songs are
nice, but all they’ll do is just put someone in a good mood. Maybe help take the pain away, or make it more bearable I guess. But of course, that’s not to say you shouldn’t play songs for people who are hurt – go for it and help improve their mood.”

birchbcy:

_{‘ AS A MATTER OF fact , i do think music can cure all ailments. ‘}

“That is… son, that’s scientifically impossible. Music certainly helps put a person in a good mood, and a good mood can help make the recovery process smoother. But music alone isn’t a good medicine.”

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

Stop…lying to me…I thought you were my friends…friends don’t lie…

//stranger things reference because im absolute traaaaaaaash//

Carlos: *frowns. He’s touched that Max thinks of them as his
friends…. But is sad that he was trying to dismiss it* We are your friends, Max. We want to help you. And I told you…
scientists don’t lie.

David: Neither do Camp Counselors! Except when pretending to
send a kid to the moon! I would never
lie to you, Max!

I…it really was my fault okay? I don’t…want to lose anyone else…I feel clingy and annoying…I feel like…they all hate me…*he reaches for David again*

*David just rubs his shoulder comfortingly* Nobody hates
you. Or… nobody that matters hates you. What… what do you think was your fault?

*Carlos remembered that David didn’t know the whole story
yet.*

I…I killed my dad…it was…all my fault…I should have been…less stupid…

*David is confused.* W… what? Why would you say that, Max?

Carlos: Max, why don’t you start from the beginning.

I…was walking with my dad…and holding a stuffed toy…and I dropped it and it rolled into the road…and I ran out to get it and…a car was coming and my dad jumped infront of it and…he died…my mom said I should have died instead…

David: Oh… Oh my god, Max… I am so sorry that happened.
*hugs the boy closer.* I’m so sorry… that’s terrible, Max! You should’nt have
seen that – and your mother absolutely should not have said something like that
to you! *he pauses, and sighs.* Max… that is awful. I’m so sorry…

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

Stop…lying to me…I thought you were my friends…friends don’t lie…

//stranger things reference because im absolute traaaaaaaash//

Carlos: *frowns. He’s touched that Max thinks of them as his
friends…. But is sad that he was trying to dismiss it* We are your friends, Max. We want to help you. And I told you…
scientists don’t lie.

David: Neither do Camp Counselors! Except when pretending to
send a kid to the moon! I would never
lie to you, Max!

I…it really was my fault okay? I don’t…want to lose anyone else…I feel clingy and annoying…I feel like…they all hate me…*he reaches for David again*

*David just rubs his shoulder comfortingly* Nobody hates
you. Or… nobody that matters hates you. What… what do you think was your fault?

*Carlos remembered that David didn’t know the whole story
yet.*

I…I killed my dad…it was…all my fault…I should have been…less stupid…

*David is confused.* W… what? Why would you say that, Max?

Carlos: Max, why don’t you start from the beginning.

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

Stop…lying to me…I thought you were my friends…friends don’t lie…

//stranger things reference because im absolute traaaaaaaash//

Carlos: *frowns. He’s touched that Max thinks of them as his
friends…. But is sad that he was trying to dismiss it* We are your friends, Max. We want to help you. And I told you…
scientists don’t lie.

David: Neither do Camp Counselors! Except when pretending to
send a kid to the moon! I would never
lie to you, Max!

I…it really was my fault okay? I don’t…want to lose anyone else…I feel clingy and annoying…I feel like…they all hate me…*he reaches for David again*

*David just rubs his shoulder comfortingly* Nobody hates
you. Or… nobody that matters hates you. What… what do you think was your fault?

*Carlos remembered that David didn’t know the whole story
yet.*

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

Stop…lying to me…I thought you were my friends…friends don’t lie…

//stranger things reference because im absolute traaaaaaaash//

Carlos: *frowns. He’s touched that Max thinks of them as his
friends…. But is sad that he was trying to dismiss it* We are your friends, Max. We want to help you. And I told you…
scientists don’t lie.

David: Neither do Camp Counselors! Except when pretending to
send a kid to the moon! I would never
lie to you, Max!

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

N-no…please…don’t…you
don’t understand…they’ll…kill me…if they find out that I told
someone…*max is shaking and sobbing uncontrollably*

Carlos: Which is exactly why you’re not going back to them.

David: *is rubbing Max’s back and at first is confused at
Carlos. But he quickly nods* Absolutely! You shouldn’t go back to a place that
will only hurt you!

B-but I have no where to go…I have to go back…

Carlos: Right now, you have camp. So you’ll be here until
the end of the summer. It’s the perfect time to call CPS and have that house
checked out. David and I will both attest to what you’ve told us. If you have
any relatives…

I don’t…have any…please…don’t call…please…I have nowhere…I have to go back…

David: Then I’ll take you! You’re not going somewhere where
people don’t appreciate how wonderful you really are!

N…no…you don’t have to…I wouldn’t be worth it…I’m too much trouble…

Hush up, Max – you are completely
worth it! I’m not going to let some people make your life hell just because
they gave birth to you!

I-I…but why would anyone want me?

David: Why are you questioning it, Max? I want you! I want
you safe and happy! Your parents don’t deserve you!

N-no…I deserve worse…I’m horrible…*he turns to carlos* you should have just left me in the lake to drown…I caused everyone trouble…no one would have noticed if you had just let me die…

Carlos: Everybody
would have noticed. You’ve been a staple in the camp. Angela talked about you,
you know. She noticed you and wanted to get to know you.

David: Max, you’re not horrible. You’re troubled – it’s very different.

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

N-no…please…don’t…you
don’t understand…they’ll…kill me…if they find out that I told
someone…*max is shaking and sobbing uncontrollably*

Carlos: Which is exactly why you’re not going back to them.

David: *is rubbing Max’s back and at first is confused at
Carlos. But he quickly nods* Absolutely! You shouldn’t go back to a place that
will only hurt you!

B-but I have no where to go…I have to go back…

Carlos: Right now, you have camp. So you’ll be here until
the end of the summer. It’s the perfect time to call CPS and have that house
checked out. David and I will both attest to what you’ve told us. If you have
any relatives…

I don’t…have any…please…don’t call…please…I have nowhere…I have to go back…

David: Then I’ll take you! You’re not going somewhere where
people don’t appreciate how wonderful you really are!

N…no…you don’t have to…I wouldn’t be worth it…I’m too much trouble…

Hush up, Max – you are completely
worth it! I’m not going to let some people make your life hell just because
they gave birth to you!

I-I…but why would anyone want me?

David: Why are you questioning it, Max? I want you! I want
you safe and happy! Your parents don’t deserve you!