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the bat runs in the family

mentions of rape

"JESUS CHRIST WHY DO YOU HAVE A BAT!?!"

"WHY WHERE YOU SLAMMING AGAINST THE DOOR!?!"

"WHY DO YOU HAVE A BAT?!?"

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

"WHY DO YOU HAVE A BAT!??"

"YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF JANE, YOU ASSHOLES!"

"WHY DO YOU HAVE A BAT!?!"

Max finally dropped the bat as I slowly walked over to her. Nancy and Robin where still staring at us with horror, Nancy's eyes glued to Max's cheek.

But something was majorly off about Nancy. She was mad at something or someone, I just didn't know who. Her eyes kept darting over to me at random moments as the practically leaked with pity.

"We leave you alone for two days, what the hell did you do?" Robin asked, snowflakes in her brunette hair.

Nancy pointed at the coffee table. "And why is there dried blood?"

A beat of silence passed as Max looked at me, seemingly at a loss for words.

That was a first.

The pair stepped inside and Nancy quietly shut the door. Robin tossed there bags down and grabbed Max, pulling her into a tight hug.

Max's eyes squeezed shut and she clenched her fists closed. Nancy studied Max's face intensely. I quickly grabbed Robin and guided her away as Max recovered.

Robin let a horrified gasp when she finally saw Max's back. She grabbed the girls shoulders harshly, spinning her so her back was facing them.

Nancy's face fell at the sight of the tape and gauze. "Holy shit Max!" She hissed, stepping beside Robin. She tentatively started tracing against her scars, like I had.

"What happened?" Robin whispered and Max trained her eyes to the ground. "And don't say nothing."

She swallowed hard, turning around. Robins hand fell back to her side and Max bit the inside of her cheek. "Stuff." She said curtly, her voice having a bit of an attitude to it.

Nancy snorted as Max went and sat down at the counter. "Clearly." She mumbled underneath her breath. I watched her eyes snap back over to the coffee table and then back to Max. "Did you fall?"

Max tilted her head to the side. She pursed her lips. "Maybe."

Robin crossed her arms across her chest assertively. "Was it an accident?" Her eyes scanned Max's body, avoiding her sports bra.

A twinge of guilt spiked in my chest but Max nodded before I could say anything. "Yeah I fell backward on the edge of the couch and my back hit the coffee table."

She lied with such grace it was alarming. Robin believed it, I could tell from the way she relaxed. But Nancy was another story.

"Really? What's with the blood on your cheek?" She pointed to the smear on her face.

Max narrowed her eyes. "I didn't realize it was bleeding at first and I wiped my face."

Nancy raised her brows. "You fell you say?" Max nodded. "Then why do you have two sets of bandages?"

My gaze shot to Max as my girlfriends eyes raked over Nancy. "What exactly are you suggesting, Wheeler?" Her tone was tense and I swallowed hard.

I didn't like that name.

Nancy matched her energy instantly. "I'm not sure, Hargrove, you tell me."

"I think you're saying that something else happened."