MPOV.
So yesterday my sister had a little altercation with that Riley dude. Buffy's boyfriend. For now anyway. I don't know what he said to Faith but it pissed her off. She was hittin him hard but she wasn't usin her slayer strength or nothin like that. Dude these scooby gang people annoy me already. Faith is tryin to steer clear of them. She wants nothing to do with em and seems the feeling is way mutual. S'cool with me though. I just came here to go to school, find my niece, and live my life. Any other shit I could care less about. Me and her are on our way to see Buffy's mom. We left Kate at home. She said she has some loose ends to tie up since she's apparently staying with us. She's aight. She don't make me wanna break her face in and she's cool with Faith. Hell even Buffy is on her way to cool with Faith. I wonder how long they gonna dance around each other. Anybody with eyes could see they love each other. But then again some people don't see what's in front of them.
"So why did you leave your last school?" Faith asks breakin the silence. I don't wanna tell her and have her think I'm a wimp but I don't wanna lie. Fuck it I need to face it. I'm a pussy who don't stand up for himself. But I'll fuck you up if you come at my sisters wrong. What kinda shit is that?
"I uh... I got bullied and got tired of it." I say in a low voice. She swerves for a minute. Yep she thinks I'm a wimp Definitely. Fuck. She had all kindsa respect for me and I think I just lost it all.
"Seriously?" she asks lookin at me. I look down but I nod. She's pullin over. Probably to do the same thing mom did. Tease me. I sigh but still don't look up. Instead I look out the window. I can feel her lookin at me. She waits a few minutes before she grabs my chin to make me look at her.
"Dude that's ok. Alotta people get bullied." she says. She's got like a mom voice. Is it weird that I see my sister as more of a mom than my real mom?
"But a lot of people also defend themselves." I say. She looks at me like she's tryin to read my mind or somethin.
"Was it physical or verbal?" she asks. Believe it or not she gives good advice and stuff.
"Both. Mostly verbal." she nods already knowin what it is.
"So people still refer to you as 'the fake Eminem' or white boy who wanna be black?" she nailed it. And ya know shit like that hurts regardless of who's sayin it to who. Race aint got shit to do with who you are.
"Yeah. I mean I can see-" I start but she cuts them off.
"Don't. Don't defend them." she sighs. "Look Max they don't have a right to talk about you because they're ignorant pricks who think everybody should fit into a certain stereotype. So what you love rap and hip hop music. So what you wear baggy cloths and fitted caps. It don't matter cus Max is always gonna be who you are. No matter what nobody say and don't try to change who you are to make anybody else happy. You deserve to be happy and you can't do that unless you're yourself." she tells me. That's sorta what Kennedy said but I didn't wanna stay. I really wanted to get away from the stuck up kids in the neighborhood and Boston. And boarding school. Hated it there.
"So you don't think I'm some kinda wimp for not stickin up for myself?" I ask her. She shakes her head.
"Nope. Just you. You don't like to fight and you don't like altercation so you walked away. You were just bein you. Gotta say you're a pretty cool kid." she says.
"I am not a kid. I'm a teenager thank you very kindly." I say foldin my arms over my chest.
"Uh huh. Look in the glove compartment. I got ya somethin." she says. Yay. A present. I open it up.
"Dude where in the hell did you get a black and silver lined fitted at? These haven't been released yet!" I exclaim. What I like hats. And shoes. Hats and shoes. Yep. She just smiles.
"I got connections now come on." she says opening her door. "And leave the hat. It doesn't match your outfit." she says. She's right. I'd stand out considerin I'm wearin black and blue. Then I just throw black and silver in? Nuh uh careless. We walk up to the front door of what I'm assumin is the Summers residence. I like it. Its normal lookin. A blond lady answers the door and she looks shocked then she smiles.
"Hello Faith." she says.
"Hey Mrs. Summers. Look I just want to apologize for what I did to you. I'm really really sorry about and even though you have no reason to wanna forgive me I At least had to say sorry." she says. Mrs. Summers looks at her before speaking.
"I believe you Faith. And I forgive you. I wasn't seriously hurt so I'm not going to hold a grudge. Now who is this handsome young man hiding behind you?" she asks. Yeah I'm hidin behind Faith. I'm shy around adults.
"Mrs. Summers this is my brother Max, Max this is Joyce Summers Buffy's mom." Faith says. She ushers me around her and I look up and shake joyce's hand.
"Nice to meet ya Mrs. Summers." she looks at me a little closer then she recognizes me.
"Oh my, you're Max Lehane aren't you?" she asks. Why does this happen everywhere. Why am I in a famous family. I nod.
"Yes ma'am." she smiles warmly at me letting my hand go.
"Well Max its nice to meet you too and please call me Joyce like I keep telling that sister of yours to." she says.
"Ok." I say smiling.
"Sorry Mrs. Su- Joyce." Faith says.
"Its alright dear. Now come on in, I hope you're hungry. Faith, Dawn is anxious to see you." she says. Hmm. I wonder who this Dawn chick is. Faith smacks the back of my head. I give her a what the hell look and she shakes her head. I sigh. Take all the fun out of meetin new chicks.
"She's Buffy's little sister." oh well I guess I'll just leave her alone then. Wonder if she could use a new friend. Some brunette girl comes bouncing down the stairs and stops in front of me and Faith.
"I'm sorry." Faith says. The girl eyes her for a minute.
"Forgiven. Ohmigawd. Your Maximilian Lehane. You're cuter in person." she says lookin at me.
"Thanks." I say.
"Dawn, my brother Max. Max my buddy Dawn." we shake hands and move into the kitchen. Ooh cookies. I'm about to attack when I receive three distractions. One is Faith swattin the back of my head.
"No sweets." she says. The other is Mrs. Summers poppin me like I'm four.
"None before lunch." and Buffy walking in the back door with the scooby gang. I roll my eyes and look at Faith.
"Hey Mrs. Summers we're just gonna motor. I'll come visit soon." she says tryin to get us outta here.
"No now sit down." Joyce says.
"Bu-"
"Sit." and Faith sits. Funny stuff here.
"Haha. Aww is Erin poutin. Look at her aint she cute." I say in a baby voice.
"Max stop taunting your sister." joyce says to me.
"Alright." I say sitting down beside my sister. She sticks her tongue out at me and I do the same.
"You two stop before I separate you." man she's such a mom. Willow and Xander sit far away. While Tara sits close to us. Riley stands by the door and Buffy goes to the fridge. That blond chick, whats her face, just looks at us.
"I'm Anya." she says holdin out both her hands to me and Faith.
"The vengeance demon?" we ask at the same time. She looks proud.
"Yes." she says.
"Wicked." we say.
"You can't have Xander." we both turn and look at him.
"No worries. We don't want him." we both say. Damn this is freaky.
"Good." she says with a smile then sits beside Dawn. Strange. No unique is the word. One of a kind. Joyce turns from her sandwich making getting tired of the awkward silence we're in.
"If you have problems with each other settle them now because no one is leavin or eating until its done." she says in her mom voice. And damn if me and Faith don't respect her more than we respect our ma.
"Alright lets get this done. I don't like the way y'all treat my sister ya dig. So I'ma have ta ask ya to lay off or at least try to lay off." I say. I mean its the most I can ask right. Not like I can force them to understand what they don't know. And Faith don't plan on tellin em. Don't really blame her.
"Well if your sister wasn't a murdering psycho slut who betrays good people because she's fucked up then we wouldn't say how we feel." willow says. She's got balls I'll give her that.
"Look. I am askin nicely. You don't know nothin bout me or my sister so you can't understand so lay off. You don't bother us we don't bother you. Simple as." I say. I can see Faith tryin to keep her cool too.
"Oh boo fucking hoo. You two grow up two rich spoiled brats and one turns out to be a second string slayer and the other is an Eminem wanna be." Riley says.
"Look you piece of shit. I'm tryin real hard to keep my temper in check but you is really fuckin with my self control. We didn't grow up spoiled brats, my sister aint no second string slayer she just as good as Buffy and I aint no fuckin Eminem wanna be. She shut the fuck up cus aint none of this got anything to do with you!" I say steppin in his face.
"Max. its 5x5 everybody need to say how they feelin." Faith says. I close my eyes and take deep breath and I back off. I sit back down and I notice joyce isn't makin a move to stop nothin.
"Well I don't feel safe with Faith in town." Xander says.
"Oh well hire a bodyguard." I say.
"Not all of us are rich." he replies.
"I'm not rich either so don't feel bad." I say and I'm not.
"Oh yeah right. You were probably born with a golden spoon in your mouth."Willow says.
"Actually you don't wanna know how I was born but I guarantee that wasn't it. I'm not rich my parents are. My sister is. I don't have a dime to my name." I say. Its sadly true. Me and Kennedy are broke. We live off the parentals. And now I live off Faith.
"Well isn't that unfortunate." Riley says.
"No not really. I'm doin good without all the money." I say.
"I'm sure you are. All you have to do and mommy and daddy get their precious little boy whatever he wants." he says. Count to ten. Count to ten. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. ok.
"Whatever." I mutter.
"Hey Mrs. S, do you mind if I sent Max home?" Faith asks.
"Don't worry bout it Erin. I'm 5x5." I say. She gives me a look and I nod. She finally sits back.
"Anyway back to the matter at hand. Sorry if you don't feel safe with me around but I aint leavin. I'll stay out of your way if you stay out of mine." Faith says. I lean back and close my eyes. I'm just going to listen for a while.
"Why are you even here? There are so many other places you can terrorize. I think you've caused enough damage here." Xander says.
"Same song, different person. Look I got personal business here, I'm gonna handle it then me and my brother and my crew are gonna live here. I'm not sayin this again. I'm not leavin." ah. Tell em sis.
"But you're not welcome here." willow says.
"Actually I am seein as this IS my city and all. You killed the mayor who founded it, it all went to me. So yeah I'm welcome here." she says. Yep. So true so-
"Aaaahhhhh!" fuck. Pain. Pain. Fuck it hurts.
"Max. max wake up. C'mon dude." I hear Faith just before she starts to sound distant and finally I don't hear anything. This can't be good.
FPOV.
Fuck. This is bad. Well maybe bad. Lemme think, he ate a regular breakfast, nothin was spoilt or nothin like that, not too much sugar, took his medicine. Fuck I don't know whats wrong with him. I pick him up and make my way to the car.
"Where are you going?!" Buffy yells.
"Hospital!" I yell back runnin out the door. I get him settled in the back makin sure he aint gonna fall out th seat or nothin. Just when I crank up the car I get a call from my dad:
"Faith, don't take him to the hospital. He's fine. But...your mother is dead." so that can only mean...
dude I love writing cliffhangers. Its so fun. Oh yeah the bullying Max got and stuff was inspired by my best friend whose like a brother to me. He used to get bullied and stuff cus the kids where we went to school mostly saw stereotypes. So yeah the character max was sorta inspired by him.