"No! No, Fang, no!" I scream, as loud as humanly possible. Although, I'm not exactly human, per say. As if to enforce this fact, I grab Fang's hand, rip my wings open, and fly, as fast as I can. But I'm not fast enough. No matter how fast I fly, I can't escape my fears. Evade them, for a time, but not escape. Never escape.

"Max," Fang says. "Max, slow down."

I slow slightly.

"Look at me."

I turn my head, and look into the bottomless depths of his black eyes.

"I love you." As he says this, he lets go of my hand. I am so surprised that I let his hand go too. And so he drops down…down…down…down…down, down to his death. To my (metaphorical) death.

"Fang! Fang!" I scream so loudly that my eardrums shatter. But I ignore the overwhelming pain in my ears that threatens to knock me out. It is nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

Closing my eyes, closing my wings, I let myself fall after Fang. Then, when I'm about to hit the rocks, someone wraps their arms around my waist, and I am lifted up.