Leaving her dad behind in Cali wasn't the only reason Max was mad. She's also mad about her asshole of a step brother. What if Billy didn't just break things when he was mad that she disobeyed him? What if he broke her instead? Warning: Child Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Cursing.
Set after they closed the gate but before the snowball dance.
Chapter one: All about control
After Max got home that night, things weren't in the clear for her. Even if she did stand up to her asshole brother, it was badass. However, Billy was still very pissed off and Billy wasn't going to be taken down that easy. Especially by a dumb little girl that came in making his life worse. Not on his watch.
Billy stood in his room in front of his mirror, looking at his whip that laid in the palm of his hands. He hadn't needed to use it in a long time. But what bratty Maxine needed was a good old fashion lesson. She was getting what she deserved. No one, absolutely, No one, defies him or disrespects him.
Billy was the type where either he got his way or nobody was gonna be happy at all. Oh yeah, bet it was whoopin time. That'll show Max not to disobey him. He was gonna have to step up his game though, if she was going to continue to disobey him. He's going to have to show her that he's not messing around. That he's in charge.
In a sinister way, he smirked at his mirror and turned to walk out his room. Billy invited himself into Max's room as usual.
"So you think you can continue to disobey me and get away with it?" Billy asks, "You're more stupid than I thought." He adds, stepping further into her room.
Max looked up from the book she was reading. "Me? Stupid? Have you met you yet? Now get out of my room, asshole." Max demands, standing up off her bed.
"NO. I'm in control now. You've disobeyed me too many times. Humiliated me in front of your friends. Got me into trouble with my dad. That's not gonna happen anymore. I'm gonna teach you not to defy me anymore. Not only can I break things, but I can break you too. And believe me, I will break you." Billy promises, determined he revealed his belt whip. Something Max was very familiar with. After all he's used it before on her. Max paled seeing the belt as he chuckled wickedly. He enjoyed using her fear to control her.
"You… you don't have to use that thing, you know? We can just be done and what happened tonight won't happen again." Max insists, quivering in fear. She sat down on her bed scooting further away back from him.
Billy wrapped the belt around his hand a bit, to show how serious he was. He continued to advance towards her. "Oh, we're not done yet, little pest. I'm only getting started. You better not make a sound." He threatened. He began to whip his belt on her.
Max pursed her lips tightly to keep herself from screeching at each hit. It only got worse from there. After her whipping, she yanked off her bed. Billy flipped her around pushing her forward onto the bed. He climbed on to of her, putting his weight on her so she could hardly move. He kept her right arm behind her back. He proceeded by placing his elbow in the middle of her forearm.
"What are you doing?!" Max asks freaked out, she squirmed slightly under him. She wanted to get away from him.
"Hold still and shut that mouth bitch." Billy used his other hand to shove her face in the blankets. Finally, he pulled her right hand back before he lifted her arm up a bit so he could push his elbow in her forearm. He pushed into it till he heard bones snap. He finally got off of her. Max screamed and cried into her blankets, so they were muffled. The damage he wanted was done/ He got his way.
"Not a single damn word to anyone. Not even to your dorky friends." Billy warned before leaving the room. Shutting the door behind him.