Hi my friends! I hope you guys enjoy my newest idea. Basically I got this from a dream I had. I have been with my boyfriend for 3 years and I had a dream he cheated on me in a similar way that Fang cheats on Max. Fang didn't mean to cheat – don't hate me, I love Fang. I started this as a personal thing that I just started writing about and then I was like 'hey! I can make this into a fanfiction' and what better characters to put in this situation than Max and Fang, right?

Enjoy!

Have you ever been cheated on?

I have been with my boyfriend for 3 years and 3 days today. Right now I am watching him go down on some blonde chick at a party. It seemed like she started it at first – the make out session. He was stopping every-so often and saying, "I can't," and, "no." But then she would just laugh and pull him back in. I couldn't blame him, this girl is hot. I continued watching instead of stopping their making out; I wanted to know how far he would go with this.

Sure, we are at a party and he's a little drunk but not drunk enough to not realize that he's cheating on me. When her pants are pulled down and his face lowers to her area, I feel a tear roll down my face. I pull the door completely shut. The heavy thumping of music from downstairs matches my heartbeat as I silently cry, leaning against the door and falling to the ground.

We have never had any problems. In the past 3 years, we have had 3 fights that were relationship-threatening. But none of those fights were even recently. I mean we bicker, but who doesn't? We can't agree on everything all the time, that'd be boring. We actually have been good lately. Really good. Apparently I haven't been good enough for him though. Maybe it's purely a sexual thing. I'm not attractive enough or good enough in bed? I thought I was but…

The door I am leaning against disappears and I fall to the ground.

"Maximum?" My drunk, about to be ex-, boyfriend slurs.

I look up at him, not moving from my place on the floor. My heart drops. He never says my full name. Just looking at him hurts me right now. I jump up and run from him. Usually I'm the one who wants to talk about it. I'm the one who won't leave until we discuss any problem we have. Right now though, I don't want anything to do with him because I'm pretty sure I'll say or do something stupid.

Halfway down the stairs he grabs my arm and pushes me into the wall, pressing against me. "Don't run, babe. I want to talk." He slurs. Okay so maybe he is more drunk than I thought.

I look him in the eye. "You cheated on me." I whisper.

His eyes flash with fear and guilt. "I know but I stopped, I don't know what –" and then he pukes all over the stairs. It was a beautiful sight (sarcasm, people). When he is finished, he slumps over into my chest. I grab his hand, unable to leave him in this state. I pull him up the stairs and kick the couple that is getting it on on the toilet (EW) out. "Fang?" I ask as he leans over the toilet.

"Yeah, Max?" My heart cracks open at the nickname he had given me 4 years ago. The way he always says my name is enough to make me fall for him over and over again.

I decide now isn't a good time to bombard him with questions so I don't say anything. He pukes one more time and then slouches against the sink, closing his eyes.

I don't drink. I never really did. It's our sophomore year of college and Fang has been wanting to party and I always go with him, usually he doesn't drink this much.

I pull him off the ground and we stumble down the stairs together. I see the blonde on my way out to my car. "Who is that?" I ask Fang.

He looks at her and shrugs. "Never seen her before."

WTF?

I slide him into my backseat and lay him down, wrapping him in a blanket we had stored in my trunk for random picnics. He snuggles in and soon begins to snore. I pull away from the small house still thriving with people at 2 A.M.

I head to my house. My parents should be asleep. I try not to think during the 15 minute drive because I don't want to start crying. I get slightly teary-eyed but we make it home safely. "Fang? Can you get up?"

"Hmmm." He mumbles, sitting up.

"We gotta be quiet." I help him out of the car. He seems to be walking okay now. Now we need to make it all the way up to my room on the third floor.

He makes it up with my help and falls asleep immediately on my bed. I shove him to the side and plug my phone into the wall beside him. I lay close next to him but it feels so wrong. I just want to talk now but obviously that's not happening. It takes a while, but I fall asleep eventually.

I am awakened and all I see is black.

"Max, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." I hear Fang cry. He's really crying.

"What?" My clock reads 4:37AM. I sit up.

"I need to go home. I'll go sleep on the couch and I can get someone to pick me up as soon as possible. I'm so sorry," He groans, "I'm such an asshole. How the fuck can you be so caring for me after what happened? What I did to you…" He jumps off of my bed.

"Sh!" I hiss at him, "Everyone's asleep. Do not wake them."

"How could you even lay next to me?"

I shrug. "I wasn't going to sleep on the couch."

"Obviously we can't go on after this, I mean I'm an idiot and you deserve better." His voice cracks and the lights from the factory across the river, show me the tears on his face. "We have to break up. You seriously can do much better than me. I'm an idiot. You are way too fucking good to me."

I shrug. "Can you come lay back down?" I'm too tired to talk now.

"No. I'm going to the couch." He walks toward the door.

"Please. One last time, lay with me?" I say. "Please."

He sighs and climbs back into bed, not touching me. I reach over and find his hand. We fall asleep with only our hands touching, but I wake up with his body pressed into mine. His face is in the crook of my neck. The morning light is shining through the window.

My neck feels sticky and wet. He's crying. I feel his body shudder. I reach up and stroke his head. "I love you." I whisper and he shakes more, clenching me to him. It's weird having his tall muscular body tucked into my small one.

"How can you love me?" He looks up at me with his dark eyes.

"Because I do. That's the way it is."

"I love you. But last night fucked up everything. I don't even know what happened. I just remember a girl touching me and I-I thought it was a dream and it was so dumb. As soon as I saw she wasn't actually you, I got out of there. I kept thinking it was you I think. Until I started.. uh… you know, her moans were completely different than yours and I got all confused and-"

"Shhh." I say. "I understand."

"But you're still dumping me, right?" He asks, looking down.

My heart constricts and I so badly want to say no. "You know I don't want to but-"

"I know," he whispers.

"I forgive you but maybe we need some time apart. Maybe if you're away from me for a while, you can really figure out how you feel about being with me." His eyes meet mine and a tear leaks from one of mine. "I love you." I kiss his forehead.

He kisses me on the lips. "I love you too." He stands and leaves, closing my bedroom door quietly. I cry like a baby.

I miss you like the summer,

Right now I think I need you here.

But I don't really need you-

I violently shut my phone's alarm off. Everything I do from here on out, will remind me of Fang. Every song I listen to, will have a memory attached. Every food I eat, every pair of shoes I wear, every street I drive down and every damn thing. Everything will remind me of him, and that's the way it will always be.

The worst thing about all this is my lack of friends. The factthat we share 2 of our 5 classes on campus doesn't help, either. I have friends but not many. My best friend lives in Germany. I live in Michigan… I need someone to cry on. I text Nudge, she lives on campus but should be home for the weekend.

HEY ARE YOU BUSY TODAY? I HAVE STUFF TO TELL YOU…

After that, I message Jess, who lives in Germany.

HI, LOVE… I BROKE UP WITH FANG.

Within five minutes, Jess replies:

WHAT DID HE DO? I'M SO SORRY, ARE YOU OKAY?

I SAW HIM GO DOWN ON SOME GIRL. HE STOPPED WHEN HE REALIZED WHAT HE WAS DOING THOUGH. DOES THAT MATTER? HE WAS PRETTY DRUNK. UGH IDK WHAT TO DO.

OH MY GOSH. WHAT A JERK. I WISH I WAS THERE SO WE COULD HAVE A GIRLS NIGHT. MEN ARE SO STUPID. I AM SO SORRY

NOT YOUR FAULT, I HOPE YOU COME HOME FOR A VISIT SOON. I DON'T HAVE MANY FRIENDS HERE AND I'M NOT SURE HOW I'M GOING TO COPE WITH BEING ALONE NOW. I'M GONNA GO BACK TO SLEEP NOW… TALK SOON. LOVE YOU.

I don't read what she replies back and I close the app. My phone buzzes and its Nudge.

WHAT'S WRONG? I WORK AT 3P.M.

I don't reply and I toss my phone across the room, not wanting it near me.

What do I tell my parents? They're going to want to know what happened. I guess I can tell them that we just aren't working out and leave it at that? I can't tell them he cheated… What if somehow one day we get back together? He seemed so broken up about what he did. And he always asked me why I didn't like him drinking alcohol. Well, here ya go.

I scramble to my phone and open up my messages with Fang. Should I text him?

I MISS YOU… I start to type, then I erase it. Right in that moment I get a text from him.

I NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD HURT SO BAD WITHOUT YOU. I MISS YOU. I AM SORRY.

Okay so I don't cry normally but this made me start hyperventilating and cry so hard that I honestly wasn't sure if I was going to survive. I whip my phone across the room and it smacks the wall loudly.

I lay down trying to calm my crying.

"Maximum? Are you home?" My mom calls.

"Yeah!" I reach next to me and crack my door open. "I don't really feel well today, I think I'm going to stay in bed."

"Okay, your dad and I are leaving. Call us if you need anything."

"A new heart please." I mutter.

AUTHOR:

Hope you guys liked the first chapter! I'm going to try to write as often as possible but I'm about to start working 45 hours a week and am taking 17 credit hours starting in January at the same time.. I'm gonna be one busy woman.

Please tell me what you think! Should I even bother continuing with this one?

By the way, the song that went off as Max's alarm is called Summer by Real Friends. If you haven't heard of that band, they are pretty cool. I've seen them in a few concerts. Check out that song if you get a chance. Thanks guys.