I think I'm going to continue writing short chapters and just publish more frequently. I feel like that would be a lot easier for me and possibly more readable. Feel free to give me opinions and I hope you enjoy!

The air was crisp and cool as I flew through the night. Why is it that the people you trust the most have to be the ones to completely destroy you? This was like Jeb all over again… Except it wasn't; it was worse. Fang had been my best friend my entire life, I had known him like the back of my hand, and now it was as if we didn't know each other at all-just bitter enemies locked in some secret, malicious battle.

I remembered that night in the desert, where he held me as if I was all he had in the world. I remembered when he would look at me and actually crack one of those rare, Fang smiles. I remembered when he had pulled me against him as we watched fireworks. How could he just forget everything and move on like that? How was this so easy for him? He was the one person I had always believed in, always trusted, always loved. And for a short period of time I had thought it might actually work between us. Now nothing was the same.

The cold wind whipped away the bitter tears that had begun to roll steadily down my cheeks. I wanted to see him. I wanted to hold him and tell him how much I missed him. I just couldn't wrap my mind around it; how had he, with little to no effort, managed to get me eating right out of the palms of his hands? I licked my lips, which had begun to chap in the chill despite the chap stick Nudge had instructed me to apply. I had to let go. I couldn't let go. I wouldn't let go. I was going to hold onto him even if he wasn't going to hold onto me. I knew that in doing so, I was riding out a sinking ship as it lowered into an icey ocean, but it didn't matter; Fang was the most important thing to me and I couldn't let him go. I thought of my sweet, little Angel. She had been my baby, my everything, and she was gone now. I couldn't afford to lose Fang too. Whether he liked it or not, I couldn't let go.

I dropped down into a tree, choking on my tears. My body shook, convulsing involuntarily. Maya was just like me, just newer, cleaner, less damaged. He hands uncalloused, her heart a little more pure. She was me, just easier to love. But she wasn't me. She wasn't the person who had save Fangs life and been saved by him, she wasn't the girl who had displayed her bravery and loyalty for him for years, from coast to coast, in countries around the world. She wasn't the one he'd given a beautiful ring. She wasn't me. She wasn't Fang's Max. I had to have a chance. All of that couldn't have meant nothing. Or maybe it had. Why had I had to end up getting stuck to everything about him? His dark eyes burned into my memory, haunting. He'd torn my heart apart at the seams and never even looked back.

I wiped away the last of my tears and took off, heading back for the hotel; I couldn't avoid going back forever. As I got closer I noticed a figure waiting on the balcony. Fang? No, Dylan. He looked exhausted.

"Where are the others?" I asked as I landed, not seeing them through the balcony door.

"They went to their own room." He sighed. "Are you okay?"

I paused, unsure.

"I will be." I finally said, and I was confident in this. I will be okay. Maybe not happy, maybe not whole, but I would be okay. I would be okay knowing that I was trying. Knowing that I would still give everything I had to the person who I loved. I would be okay knowing I didn't waste our precious time together."Lets go to bed." Dylan said, having no idea what I had planned. He took my hand and led me to bed, climbing in with me once again. He placed his arm around me, but I did not turn into him this time. Instead I lay there staring at the ceiling, my thoughts haunted with memories of Fang, keeping me from sleep.

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This chapter was a bit longer, I hope you liked it even though there wasn't much dialogue. Please review!