An Alternate ending to Wednesdays' show I think Max was a little too angry to leave. Tell me if you like?

He stood staring at her through the window Oh she was going to pay for this I'll show her.

*Ding-Dong*

Rachel set her glass down on the table who on earth is knocking at this hour? She opened the door shocked by the visitors appearance he was wearing his work suit though the collar and tie where loose that's unlike him slouched against her house she gave a hesitant smile.

"Max...?" Suddenly she wished she wasn't in her pj's.

"What gives you the right to interfere in my social life?" he demanded breathing deeply he's drunk was her first thought and drunk meant dangerous she needed to get rid of him.

"No well this isn't the time" she said taken off guard attempting to close the door "so shall we just-" he cut her off forcing the door back open a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Isn't the time? Who the hell do you think you are to dictate the time" his anger was growing by the second "You stick your nose into my business when it suits you and you have the gall to criticise me!" she still thinks she's in the right she'll learn she's not.

"I have every right to express my concern because she's my friend now if you have nothing to hide I apologise but-"

"It's a little late for apologies" he growled forcefully stepping into her house.

"It's a little late for you to come round here threatening me so if you don't mind" max threw himself at the door as she attempted to close it pinning her up against the wall. She cried out as he slammed her against the wall.

"I mind alright!" God why did Phillip have to be out tonight!

"Max.... Get out of my house or I'll call the police!" she could feel her heart pumping in her ears she was scared she knew it and he knew it.

"Don't play the victim Rachel it doesn't suit you" she started to struggle against his grip attempting to push him away from her this is getting out of hand. He pushed the door closed with his hand Rachel fought to regain her calm recognising the danger she was in, she needed to get him out of there.

"Max. Get out now I'll call the police I swear I will." 'Get out? Does she really think I'll back down now? He liked this feeling he could hear her short and sharp erratic breathes in his ear and noticed her skin moisten from sweat Power.

"Tell me Rachel" he said leaning in but far enough away to see her reaction "How are you going to do that when I've got you caught up here?" Her eyes snapped up to his searching them he's serious I need to get out! Her eyes shot wildly around her searching for an escape route they settled on her purse where her mobile was.

Smack

His fist connected with her jaw she cried out and stared back up at him in horror her face stung and ached she pushed desperately against him but she couldn't budge him. He pressed his body against hers his legs either side of hers slowly he ran his hand up her thigh oh god no he wouldn't I won't let him. Pulling her hand away from his grip she slashed him across the face with her nail he shifted to seize her hands again seizing her chance she pulled up her knee smashing him in the groin. Max bent over and she struggled away from him dashing towards her purse. The Bitch she's just made it ten times worse! Grunting in pain he stumbled after her seeing his advance she flung her cabinet in his path and sprinted towards the kitchen aiming for the back door.

Max quickly vaulted the cabinet and caught hold of her arm as she ran pulling her back Rachel screamed as she lost her balance and went spinning to the floor whacking her head on her kitchen surface. She landed heavily on her front jarring her wrist she pushed herself up on her injured hand max launched himself on top of her pushing the wind from her lungs and sending them both back down.

Pulling on her shoulder he flipped her onto her front his weight keeping her down as she tried to buck him off. Her head swam and she stared at the man on top of her "Max... stop this please" her voice had lost some of its strength but there was fight still in her.

"I don't think you've learnt yet Rachel" his voice was alarmingly calm oh god help me someone weighing up her options she screamed as loud as shoe could.

"Help me plea-" The scream lasted milliseconds before he smothered her mouth will his forcing her jaw open with his hand Rachel let out a whimper of pain and fear. Then she noticed something that scared her even more there's no alcohol in his breath he's not drunk; a new wave of fear came over her. He released her mouth from his vicious kiss and replaced it with his hand.

"Are you going to stop that? Or am I going to have to gag you?" Rachel nodded her consent if I go along with it maybe he'll leave.

"Good" He crooned; brushing her hair out of her face if only she was this submissive at work a small trickle of blood ran down her face from where she had impacted the work surface. "Now if you ever interfere with my social or professional life again I'll kill you" he punched her again across the face making her moan head snapping to the side from the force of the blow. "Got that?" Again Rachel nodded her consent too afraid to talk.

She's learnt well enough now to push home the message. Max pulled up from the defeated woman and punched her in the gut extracting another moan of pain from her; Max's heart rate sped up at the sound. He stood towering over the injured woman on the floor beneath him. Raising his foot he stamped down hard on her ribs Rachel whimpered again curling over onto her side he kicked her again in the stomach this time and again in the ribs stomach legs head each blow causing a small cry of pain. She pulled her knees up to her chest and threw her arms around her head to protect it.

Thud

He kept on kicking her in the back, arms, calves, ribs, stomach, thighs, arms, ribs, ribs, stomach. She didn't notice when it stopped just that it had and she was left on the floor in a mess. A small blood pool dripped from her head