Max
Max was in his dorm room that night, smoking a joint, spending a quiet evening alone. He didn't feel up to joining the party in the living room, trying to score various girls just so he could bed them. Something in him had changed that night.
The phone on the table in between the 2 beds rang. He stood up, crossing the room quickly. He picked up the phone.
"Hel hello?" he asked.
"Max?" a familiar female voice asked.
"Emily?"
"Yes. You might want to sit down for this. Are you sitting?"
Max sat on his bed, a feeling of dread settling in his stomach. He didn't want to hear what was coming.
"Yeah, I am Em. Go ahead. Whatsup?"
"Well, this isn't easy but......something happened to your sister."
"My...?"
"Lucy."
"Oh god. What. Was it."
"We........we don't know."
"We?! We?!" Max cried, standing up.
"Daniel and and........Lisa and Sara. We were at the dance and we left,....Jeremy pulled her away for a minute and.......oh god I am so sorry."
Emily was close to tears. Because of how upset she was Max had trouble understanding her, but he knew what had happened to his oldest sister.
"Emily, I'll be home soon as I can. Ok?" Max said, to calm her.
"Ok Max. I'll tell Lucy."
"Jeremy, ohh I always knew he was trouble.......when I get my hands on him.........my god how could someone do this to her? How in the hell?"
"Max. Calm down."
"Just how the fuk do you expect me to calm down, Emily? When I hear that someone hurt my sister?"
"I'm sorry, ok? God you have no. Idea just how sorry I am."
"I'll get there as soon as I can, alrite?" Max said, impatient.
"Ok hurry."
"I will."
They hung up.
Max ran around the dorm room, quickly gathering up his things and shoving them into a suitcase which he wheeled down the hall. A guy named Ben poked his head out of his dorm room abd saw Max coming down the hall.
"Hey, Max, where ya goin?" he asked.
"I have to get home Ben. No telling when I'll be back."
"Um ok."
Max wheeled the suitcase further down the hall.
Wow that was abrupt, Ben thought.
