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(Max's POV) I padded softly down the hallway to Fang's room. I knocked once, and his quiet voice told me to come in.

"What's up?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing," I said. "You know, you look really tired. Were you to afraid to go back to sleep after the little 'incident'?" I couldn't help teasing him a little.

"So, that's why you came in here. You wanted to make fun of me," he said.

"No, that's not why I came in here," I told him. "Actually, I didn't really have a reason for coming in here."

"Hmmm, suuurrre." He said sarcastically

"No, really. But you seriously do look really tired. Did you go back to sleep?" He looked at me for a second, then shook his head. Hmm. "Why not?" I asked. "Are you having nightmares?"

I had just been joking, but when Fang was silent, my eyes widened. "Really? You haven't been sleeping because of nightmares?"

He looked angry, and like he was about to deny it, but I cut him off. "Wow. They must've been really bad if they gave you sleepless nights."

Fang just stared at his feet. "It's okay, Fang." I said, walking up to him and putting my arm around him. He shrugged out from under it and sat on the edge of his bed. I sat down next to him. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked. He shook his head. "Are you sure?" he nodded. "You should try and get some sleep," I said.

"I can't," he said, the cracking of his voice at the end startling me. "I tried, and I just can't." The only other time I'd seen him this miserable was when we were trapped in cages at the school. "Every time I close my eyes, I see them again."

"Will it help if I stay here?" I asked. "Maybe if I sit here you won't be as freaked out."

Fang said, "I don't know."

"Okay then. I'm staying."

When he just sat there, I said "Go on. Go to sleep."

He rolled his eyes, kicked of his sneakers, and layed down on his bed, watching me. "This is weird. Look, I'm fine. Just go away. I'll sleep tonight." He started to stand up but I pushed him back down.

"It's not a big deal. Just go to sleep." He glared at me, then stood up again and said, "No. I'll sleep tonight."

"Fine! But the rest of the flock and I are sleeping in here tonight."

"Whatever," he said.

I walked out of his room. God, what was his deal? Why couldn't he just sleep? Why should he care if he slept in front of me?

Maybe he just doesn't want to, the voice in my head said. Maybe it has nothing to do with you being in the room or not. I thought about that. Could his nightmares really be that bad? Then I thought about the way his face had looked a few minutes ago in his room. Then I had the answer. Yes. Yes, they could.

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