It was one in the morning as Allison lay awake in her bed. How could she be pregnant? She was supposed to be successful; she was supposed to make something of herself!
She couldn't lie there any longer and before her mind could connect to what her body was doing, she was putting on her shoes and sneaking out of her house for the third time that week.
Her thoughts were jumbled and unsteady, much like her life at the moment. How did things go from so perfect to so…, so damn confusing. It was mind numbing for her. The straight-A student gets knocked up at the beginning of the school year by her boyfriend? It wasn't supposed to work like that! Not for her! Not for her…
Before she knew it, she was crawling through Max's window, her messy bun bobbing up on her head as heavy tears began to run down her face.
She lay down next to the boy, her soft sobs waking him up almost immediately.
"Allison?" He asked softly, sitting up gently as he pulled her into his arms. "What's wrong?"
The concern was obvious in his voice. I mean, He wasn't prepared whatsoever for Allison to crawl into his room and into his bed at one in the morning.
"I-I'm, I-"She stammered against her words, her brutal sobs choking her as she coughed and cried.
"You're what, Allison?" Max urged her softly, looking at her, his face pained from her tears.
"I'm pregnant…" She whispered softly, her sobs not reducing much after what she said. In fact, they became loud and violent.
"Allison, baby, you're going to have to calm down, please." He pleaded with her as she gagged and gripped onto him tighter, her body shaking violently with each one of her sobs.
He had tried to shush her, but it was too late. His mom was walking down the stairs to his room and the view wasn't one she knew how to take in.
Max was holding Allison as she sobbed into his chest, loud and violently. Barb Thunderman didn't know what to do at the moment, she didn't know if she should yell or be concerned, all she could ask is "What's going on down here, Max? It's one in the morning!"
He was at a lack of words, his head spinning. What was he supposed to do with a baby? A real human being who would rely on his for everything for eighteen years.
"I-I…" He was at a shortage for words, how was he supposed to tell his mom this?
"Spit it out, Max! Come on, it's late." She said groggily, rubbing her eyes as she looked at the two.
"Allison's pregnant." He finished softly, his eyes downcast to his sobbing girlfriend, her body was shaking as he shushed her again, trying to calm her down.
"Pregnant?!" Barb asked shocked, her eyes bulging. "I didn't-I didn't even think you two were doing anything!" She yelled loudly as Max tried to shush her from his place on his bed.
"Mom! Please keep it down!" Max yelled desperately, but it was too late, his mother's yell had already woken up the rest of the house. Lots of things had been too late for him lately, what a vicious trend.
"What is going on down here!?" Hank asked confused, walking down the stairs slowly, Phoebe, Nora, Billy, and Chloe, who was on Hank's hip, coming down with him.
Max gave his mom a pleading look, but maybe the look was ignored or maybe it wasn't seen, but his mother's words caused the rest of his standing world to fall apart.
"Allison's pregnant."
Max could feel the stares burning through him, the tension so think, he felt as if it was suffocating him.
"Pregnant?" Hank said, looking…Well, Max couldn't quite describe how he looked. Some mix of anger, shock, and disappointment. Max didn't think that he had ever seen his dad look at him with such a look. A look that could almost crack whatever dam he had that was holding in his tears. Almost.
"Yeah. Yeah, she is." He said numbly, his mind barely comprehending what was even happening anymore.
"How could you let this happen, Max!" Barb shouted as her husband just stood shocked.
"Lack of protection and broken condoms?" Max responded weakly, his eyes downcast as he rubbed Allison's back gently.
"I just…-How could you let this happen, Max…" His mother asked quieter, shaking her head with disappointment as she walked back upstairs.
"This isn't over, Max. We'll talk about this in the morning, but for now, got to sleep." Hank said as he picked up Billy and Nora, who had fallen asleep on the stairs during this whole big ordeal.
Allison sniffed softly, her eyes red and blotchy. "Max, I'm sorry…I'm so sorry." She sobbed quietly, her hands clinging to his shirt.
"It's not just your fault, it's mine too. We'll get through this though, I promise." He murmured quietly to her, but also to himself. How could he let this happen…?
Not even out of high school and he already had a kid on the way. It was almost comical. Almost.
"What a way to start the new school year." Max thought miserably. How could he let this happen? How could both of them let this happen?
He let his tears fall down his face as Allison fell asleep against him. He pushed further under the covers, his arms wrapping loosely around her sleeping figure.
He looked up, using his free hand to wipe his face. Some might say that this wasn't him, he shouldn't be crying, Max Thunderman doesn't cry! But he did, like any other human being whose world had just collapsed onto them.
He was trapped under all this cement, he couldn't get out. He was trapped for a life time, till he no longer existed. He was scared, a baby was a huge commitment. He was reckless, free spirited, evil! Who would think that some nameless super villain had what it took to take over the world if he was changing diapers all day?!
Max was trapped and he didn't know if he liked it or not.