This is something I wrote a while back. It might get confusing, it's six parts in total and I'm going over them to try to make them less confusing and, yeah. There's a lot of twists and such, trust me. This part is pretty straight forward though.

Fang: I can't believe you--

Me: Don't spoil it!

This can not be happening, this has to be a dream. Seriously, this is a dream, isn't it? No, it's not, it's a nightmare! A nightmare that I can't wake up from. A nightmare called, the awful truth of life. If I thought I was sad when Ari died I was dead wrong. Now I'm devastated. I just can't believe it, but it's true. He's dead, and he's not coming back. Never. I'm standing here with Angel to my left, bawling, and Nudge to my right, also bawling. I'm trying to stay strong, for the younger kids, but it's not working. Tears were going down my face faster than a river. It may have been easier if Fang was there to comfort me, but he's not. Where is he you ask. He is in the grave at our feet. Yes, you read that right, Fang is dead. That is the horrible, awful, and devastating event that has occurred in my life. My now totally different, by different I mean miserable, life. My life will be miserable without Fang, I don't think I can even live without Fang. Why, you ask. Because, as I have learned recently, yet too late, I love Fang, the way he loved me. My lower lip quivered.

"It's okay Max, you can cry." Iggy barely said behind me. I listened to him and started crying, a lot. I fell to my knees beside the grave. Now your probably wondering, how did Fang die? Welp, time for a flashback.

***Flashback***

"Max, can we go to the beach?" Nudge begged me.

"Sure, go tell everyone else." After that everyone got in their bathing suits and we went down to the beach, that was pretty much right next to our hotel. We were having a good time, until an ex-fan of us recognized us from Fang's blog. I don't know how.

"Hey, by chance is your name Max?" She asked me. Well at this point I had no idea she was an ex-fan or any kind of fan, so I just simply said, "Yes."

"Well, you suck and I wish you would die." She said with a smile.

"Wha-" Was all that came out before she cut me off with,

"Actually, I think I'll make my wish come true." And with that she pulled out a pocket knife, flipped the blade out and pointed it at me.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked her. In that second, before I had time to react to anything, she pulled her arm back and flung the knife at me, and Fang jumped in front of me to keep me from getting hit. Again, I would have reacted in some way but this all happened in a fraction of a second. Someone witnessed it all and grabbed the girl and dragged her away. At first I had no idea what was going on, then I realized what had just happened.

"Oh my God! Fang!" I looked down and Fang was lying lifeless on the ground, the knife jabbed in his chest. By the time I got over the shock everyone was there. The flock and a few tourists. Tears stung the backs of my eyes and my throat hurt like crap from holding them back. I was on my knees beside the lifeless body. Iggy had already clarified that he didn't have a pulse and I had tried a multiple number of times to get his heart started again, the paramedics were on the way, like they could do anything.

Later that night he was pronounced, dead. We told them we'd like to have a private funeral, so they took him to a grave yard and we buried him in an empty corner of it.

***End Of Flashback***

And now we're here. I'm hunched over Fang's grave crying my eyes out and the rest of flock are hugging me, also crying their eyes out, even Iggy. Of course, I was crying the most. I wish that girl would've hit me instead of Fang, why did she have to hit Fang? Both of my shoulders were soaked, along with my back, and the ground beside Fang's grave. After a few more minutes of crying I stood up and so did everyone else.

"Well, I guess this is it," I said quietly. "Goodbye, Fang." I looked away from the grave and blinked away a few tears. "Come on guys, let's go back." They nodded. Iggy picked up Angel, who immediately started crying into his shoulder, and I grabbed Nudge and Gazzy's hands and we walked back to the hotel. This was it, Fang's gone, we have to live without him. For the rest of our lives, however long that may be.

So...how'd you like it?

Fang: May I?

Me: Sure.

Fang: I can't believe YOU KILLED ME!

Me: I was young and ignorant, Fang!

Fang: Oh, so it was when you first read about me? Did I really have that bad of a first impression?

Me: No, I loved you from the start, but, just, wait and read the rest.

Fang: -glares- Fine.

Me: I wouldn't ever want you dead, Fangimum.

Fang: Whatever.

Iggy: I don't cry.

Me: Deal with it.

R&R PLEASE!! Flames will be thrown in the incenirator, so don't waste your time unless they're helpful not just "I can't BELIEVE you killed Fang I HATE YOU!"