rob lowe perfect, billy.h

twelve; death wish

"yes! kick his ass, steve!" dustin cheered.

"billy no!" katrina screamed when billy smashed a plate over steve's head, making him fall to the ground.

"shit!" max shrieked as billy punched steve and grabbed a hold of his shirt.

"no one tells me what to do!" billy yelled and head butted steve then threw him to the ground, "whoo! get up!" he yelled and then began punching steve in the face, over and over again while everyone screamed for him to stop.

katrina was hysterical as she clung onto max, yelling for him to stop, "stop it billy!"

steve was obviously knocked out but billy kept going.

"katrina do something!" the three boys yelled at the older teen, knowing her affection toward the boy who was beating the hell out of their friend.

she let go of max and looked around, trying to find something to hit billy over the head with.

she grabbed a coke bottle and bashed him over the head with it, making him fall off steve with a groan. he rolled over and looked at the girl, groaning as he stood up.

she backed away with the broken bottle in her hand, saying, "im sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry."

"the fuck was that for, princess?"

max saw how scared the girl looked and her eyes landed on the needle and medicine joyce used to knock will out.

billy wasn't going to do anything to katrina, he would never hurt her, he was just pissed those dicks forced her to hurt him and he could clearly tell she didn't want to do that.

with his back was turned, max lunged toward her brother and plunged the needle into his neck. she stepped back as the boy turned around and pulled the needle out of his neck, staring at it.

"the hell is this?" he asked, referring to the needle, "you little shit, what did you do?" he then fell to the ground next to an unconscious steve.

he started laughing from the floor and max walked over and grabbed steve's bat with the nails and held it up, "from here on out, you leave me and my friends alone. do you understand?"

"screw you," billy mumbled.

max swung the bat down between his legs, right in front of his crotch, then pulled it up again, "say you understand! say it! say it!"

"i understand," billy whispered.

"what?" max asked.

"i understand," billy repeated louder so she could hear then he passed out.

max dropped the bat and leaned down, pulling billys car keys out of his pocket. katrina dropped the broken bottle and kneeled down beside billy, tears running down her cheeks as she began wiping away the blood on his head from where she hit him.

the four teens tried their best to pick up steve and dragged him outside to billys car then walked back in for katrina.

"let's go, katrina." dustin said, the four of them standing in the doorway, waiting for her.