"Alec?!" Max hissed as he walked over and helped stabilise him with Matt and Oliver. He ignored the blood that was seeping through his clothes and onto his hands.
Oh, s**t. "Max?" Lyric said as he appeared.
Oh, that looked so bad.
"Okay, you guys. I love you both. Thank you so much for spending the day with me, but can you leave, please?"
"No?! What the f**k is going on?!" Claire yelled as she looked at the boys and then at Ani, Amber and Alice. And just sort of wiped blood off of her face and then licked it.
"I'm going up to the boys," Amber said. But first, as usual. She came over and hugged him. "Hi, baby. How was your day?"
"Amber, go to the boys. We'll talk later,” Max replied, patting her side awkwardly.
"Forever?" she asked, and Max nodded and sighed.
"Yes, forever! Now go see if the boys need anything!" She nodded and then went after the boys.
"Please?" he said, looking back at Lyric and Claire. "Please."
Max looked over at Lyric, sighed, and nodded. "Fine, yes. We'll leave, but if you think this is the last time we talk about this, you're wrong."
Lyric then dragged an angry Claire away.
"What happened?!" Max yelled as he ran up the stairs and into his room. The other two girls were behind him.
"Things got messy this time. It's fine. He's fine."
"He's bleeding!" Max yelled, pointing at Alec, who was groaning.
Matt and Oliver had ripped Alex's shirt, trying to get at the source of the wound. Max, too, tried to get a closer look before Ani grabbed him.
"No way. You don't get to see." She had put her hands over his eyes, and he stood still.
"It's in too deep, I can't get it out. Matt, get Damian here."
Matt looked like he wanted to throw himself out of the window. When Alice glared at him, he grumbled something and pulled out his phone. He groaned as he pressed his phone roughly and rang Damian.
"I'm fine," he said. "Yeah, about that. How fast can you get to Max's? Because he was waiting for us! And we said we'd be back before dinner, but we were late and it'd stress him out if we just didn't return. He doesn't know! Just get here!" he sighed, rubbing his hands down his face. "Yes. I'm sorry. I'm fine. Thank you."
Well, Max assumed Damian was coming.
He sighed as he eyed the others. "I'll stay with him; go get changed. You're all covered in blood." They all eyed each other, and then Amber pulled out the bags from his closet and threw them around.
They all turned around and left. He sat on the floor beside Alec. He was covered in blood. He would need a new mattress.
He was sweating and mumbling things. He tilted his head to the side, and his eyes narrowed when he saw him.
"Max?"
"Yeah?" he whispered.
He groaned a little; he muttered something. "Nn, you okay?" He raised his blood-stained hand and placed it against his cheek. Max leaned into his touch a little and inhaled. He'd be fine. This was Alec we were talking about. He would be fine.
When the others reappeared, no one spoke. Instead, they waited silently for Damian until Ani did speak.
"You kicked your friends out."
"If we can even call them that," Matt deadpanned.
"Yes," Max said, rolling his eyes. "I did kick my friends out. Because I have no idea how I would explain whatever this is because I don't even know what this is."
"Do we tell him?"
"No!" Oliver said. "He stays in the dark."
"His boyfriend is bleeding out on his bed," Ani deadpanned as she pointed at a clammy-looking Alec.
Ah, Max went a little red at that. "Alec isn't my boyfriend."
"Sure, whatever floats your boat, kiddo."
After they lapsed into another silence, Max remembered something. "I have pizza for you all. It might be a little cold now, but it was warm when it arrived because I ordered it when you said you'd be home."
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