The High School Bad Boy
Part 74's. I'm Sick, Max.

JEAN-BAPTISTE SAY, SURESNES.

"Wulan .. was Jolene Dupont looking for you," Adrienne said as she watched Wulan enter the Master's room.

"Ohya? Did he leave a message?" ask Wulan while arranging her books on the table.

Adrienne thumped her lips while shaking her head. Wulan sat down in her place. Jolene's words some time ago reverberated. She likes Max.

And Max, last weekend there wasn't a stick to his nose. Lastly Wulan received a message from the young man when he was about to paint someone. Max has not contacted her at all. Wulan also did not see the presence of the child in school.

Perhaps the one Max painted was Jolene.

Wulan's brain began to be full of prejudice. Maybe if just painting is okay. Isn't that Max's job.

"You don't have any more classes, Wulan?" adrienne asked.

"Emm ... later after lunch break."

Adrienne glanced at the clock on her wrist. "Want to have lunch with me?" tanyanya.

"You go first. I'll catch up."

"D'accord (okay)" said Adrienne as she moved out of her seat and stepped out.

Wulan grabbed the phone in her coat pocket, then searched for Max's number on her contact list. He tried to contact the boy but there was no answer.

"Where the hell is he?" muttered. He breathed his breath rough. He started to get a little upset with Max.

Wulan got up from her seat and stepped out following Adrienne to the cafeteria.

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"What else do you want?" blow Max when he sees Jolene coming towards him. He slammed his cigarette and stepped on it violently.

Jolene was standing next to Max leaning his back against the wall of the alley between the 11th grade and the library.

"Sway Wulan!" Jolene.

"Quoi (what)?"

"You heard me, Max ...."

"What do you mean?"

Jolene took the phone out of her pocket. He fiddled with it for a moment then showed the screen to Max.

"Fils de pute (shall you)!!" mean it. He was about to grab Jolene's phone, but quickly the woman pulled his hand back. "Donne-moi (give me)!" his yell.

Jolene swooped up while hiding the phone behind her back. "Stay away from Wulan, Max .. or I'll show her these pictures."

"Quelle connasse (basic of ja lang)!" maki Max is furious.

"You have two choices, Max. First, leave Wulan well, that is, your name will remain either in her eyes, or, leave Wulan in a more extreme way ...." Jolene wiggles her phone showing her and Max's photos in a bed so hot.

"La pute (cur sailor)!" maki Max is back. "You're after Wulan?"

"She's a unique woman, Max. I don't know why I really want her. To be honest, I've never been in love like this before. I'm sorry, Max. I was forced to take your lover this way."

"T'es malade (you're crazy)!"

Jolene raised both hands. "Sole (sorry)," he said with a contemptuous face. Then it passed leaving Max who is now sitting on the concrete floor while cupping his head with both palms.

"Merde (shit)!" objurgation.

He took a deep breath. Trying to control himself from the overflowing anger.

"No, nooooo!" his yell.

"I'm not giving up."

"Never!"

Max stared straight ahead. Breath hunting.

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"Max?" said it. "Where have you been? I called you this afternoon but you didn't pick it up. What's wrong with you?" Wulan leaned on the scolding of Max who was standing before her with a messy appearance.

"German ...."

"You drunk?" ask Wulan. He smelled quite a pungent alcohol smell from Max's body.

"Lake in!" he said as he pulled the young man's arm and led him into the living room.

"Sit down!" he yelled while forcing Max to sit on the sofa.

"German ...." Max looked at Wulan with reddened eyes. His face looks really chaotic.

"What's wrong with you, Max?" wulan asked as she dropped her tat pan beside Max and stroked the young man's arm.

"I need to talk to you." Max stroked his hair, then scrambled it in frustration.

Wulan frowned looking at Max's strange-looking attitude.

"German ...." Max looked at Wulan closely. He even looked directly at those black eyes. A real man must be accountable for his actions. Must dare to admit and apologize for the mistakes he made. "I've made a terrible mistake."

Wulan's chest thumped rapidly for an instant. It seemed like what he would hear in a moment was a bad thing. He did not dare guess. He could only wait for the words that would slide out of Max's mouth.

"I made love to Jolene ...." Max raised his hand when he saw Wulan was about to open his chiming mouth. "Please listen to my explanation first, Wulan." He could not describe Wulan's current facial expression. The pretty face of his Master Mother was deathly pale.

Max tells his chronology in great detail to Wulan without anything he covers up. While Wulan was listening with her blank gaze forward.

"But really, Wulan .. who was in my brain at the time, I didn't want you to get in trouble. I guess by obeying his will, everything will be fine. Turns out he set me up. Looks like he put something in my drink."

Wulan let out a deep breath. He could have accepted all Max's explanations. But imagining this man she loved so much making love to another woman, made her chest feel tight, pain and her head throbbing.

"Wulan .. I know I'm careless, I'm sorry."

Max rested in front of Wulan while holding his hand.

"I don't know, Max ...." Wulan pulled her hand from Max's. "I need time to digest all this."

"You believe me, don't you?"

"I believe you" Wulan said as she stared intently at Max. "But I can't accept the fact that you've been fucking another woman!" wulan exclaimed, exploding in the end. He pulls Max's jacket collar and forces him to stand up. Without warning, Wulan beat Max's chest and slapped the young man's face hard. Then beat his chest again like a man in disgrace. Her tears flooded her beautiful face.

Max spread his hands wide. He was beaten by Wulan. He deserves it. He just let Wulan vent his thunderous anger.

"Breng sek .. you ... Max!!" wulan shouted as she gripped Max's jacket and shook the young man's body with all her might. "I'm sick of imagining you making love to another woman, breng sek .. I'm sick!" wulan shouted in her tears.

Max catches Wulan's wrist and pulls him into his arms. He did not care that Wulan was struggling with all her might to break away. He hugged the woman tightly.

"I'm sorry, Wulan .. forgive me."

Wulan who was exhausted could only resign as much as Max's chest that still continued to hug and kiss the tip of his head.

"I'm very sick" said Wulan.

"Oui, oui, je sais, Bebe, je sais (yes, yes, I know, baby, I know)."

Wulan kept crying incessantly in Max's arms.

"Je suis desole, Bebe (forgive me, dear) ...."

"Punish me ...."

"My law ...."

"But, please, don't walk away from me ...."

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