Fang
Everything hurt. I was flying at an unbelievable speed, the rain burning my face. She didn't love me. It wasn't me. It was him. It was eyes burned as I held back tears. Lightning pierced the sky and I shuddered as thunder rumbled thoughout the night. I'd always been terrified of storms.
Lightning struck again and thunder shook the ground as I landed, stumbling from the force since I'd been too distracted to consider speed. Distracted by my fear of the storm and the aching in my aching chest. The way I'd landed caused me to fall mid-stumble, basically falling facefirst into the cave. I received a mouthful of dirt and rock. I didn't care. I started a fire in the back of the cave and curled up in a corner, drowning in fear and heartbreak. The first sob that escaped my lungs was involuntary and I hated it. After that, I just let it go. Every time the cave shook, I sobbed harder. The storm was just getting worse and worse. Eventually I fell asleep, but the pain in my chest never subsided. "Max," I choked out, a scared whimper as I fell into my dreams, a world without pain.
Dylan
Fang had practically flung himself into the storm when Max told him that she didn't want him anymore. "I came back for you, I risked everything for you, and this is what you do to me?" He'd cried, voice faltering. "How, Max? How do you just suddenly not feel?" Then he'd left before she had time to respond. It was obvious how much he was hurting. I hated myself because I knew that it was my fault. What wasn't my fault?
After he left, Max locked herself in the bathroom and only let me in after much pestering. When I was in with her, she began to cry, telling me that if he'd just flung himself into a storm, he was gone for good. He had a phobia of storms, I guess. "I didn't want to hurt him." She hiccuped and whimpered, her tears finally ceasing. I only held her and stroked her hair. I didn't know what to say.