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This is co-written by myself (sakurabound), and broodyleytons (check out her stuff)!
"I love you so much." Liz said breathlessly. She climbed onto Max's lap and began to give him little butterfly kisses across his tan collar bone.
"I really love you, just keep-"Max was cut off by the phone ringing. "Liz, honey, I probably need to answer that." He pushed Liz off of him. Liz was stunned. Max had never really pushed her around before. What had gotten into him?
Max didn't mean to hurt Liz, if he even did, he just had to get to that phone. Only one person called on Friday around 7 PM and Max was really hoping that it wasn't who he thinks it is.
"I'm sorry, but I have to answer that call." Max pleaded before he answered the phone. He picked it up, but the line went dead. This was not good. Not good at all. What was going to happen? Was he going to be mad? Was he going to be angry like last that someone had seen a bruise? Max had never let himself miss healing a bruise after the last time. It was the worst time that that had ever happened. Max didn't like to think about it. It was one of the few things that could bring tears to his eyes. I have to get to him before he gets to while I'm with Liz.
"Liz, you need to leave."
Liz stared at him for a minute. "But I just got here."
Max got up, grabbed Liz by the arm and walked; more like dragged her, to the door. "Please, you have to go." Max pleaded once more, hoping Liz would just take the hint and get the heck out of there.
"Okay…" Liz mumbled and grabbed her purse. She walked out the door without even taking a last glance at Max before she disappeared around the corner.
Where the hell is that fucked up boy? He should be there when I need him. I'm going to have to talk to him about learning to answer the phone. I'm going to also have to teach him a lesson. I haven't taught him a lesson since I caught him. He was a stupid fucking thing that no one cared about. But now he is still a stupid fucking boy that I don't care about that I have to deal with. He has to learn who he is messing with. I'm not someone that can be fooled by paint. I am the master, more specifically his master when he is around, which he should be right now. He should have answered the damn telephone, but he probably doesn't know how to answer the phone. I am going to have to educate him in the wonders of the human world. I am going o have some serious fun tonight, but first I have to find the stupid fucking idiot. I….
The phone ringing pulled the man out of his thoughts.
He picked up the phone and the voice on the other end replied, "I'm sorry master. I had to get rid of the present company before I could answer the phone. I will be at your side right away.
"Good boy! But don't think I am going to lessen your punishment for making me wait. You better be on your way here."
The man hung up on the boy. He was going to have some entertainment. I better go find a new play toy for tonight. Better make it something special.
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