Falling Further into You

Love Sucks

Fang

Max and I stood there hugging for an hour or so. We talked and she described all of the emotions she felt: rage, vulnerability, and pity-towards Jeb and herself. I hate Jeb. He has been nothing but a jackass to me and more than that to Max.

"Max?" I say. "Has Jeb been beating you?" I ask her this because recently when I punch her or wrestle with her, she has been groaning and grimacing.

"Yes," she says in a small voice. I stiffen and try not to have to many fantasies of Jeb in the ground unconscious.

"Max, why didn't you tell me? I could've helped you know." I say to Max.

"I was embarrassed Fang. Embarrassed of what you might think of me. You know I really like you, you know. Your amazing, and I thought you would bail on me. I feel so many things, and I'm not sure what I should do! I'm tired and sore, and I just want you to love me the same. Not look at me different because I was taken advantage of by the bastard that is my father." She spills t me. I barely hear her though. I am stuck on one sentence; "I really like you, you know."

Max

Fuck, I just bared my soul to Fang… FANG! He never shows emotion. He is a stone brick wall. I expect him to be all closed off, but he just has this stupid smile on his face, like he just won the lottery… wait, like he won… Holy crap, Fang likes me. And I like him. Suddenly I can't keep a grin off my face.

"So, you like me, huh? I always knew I was irresistible." Fang says.
"Oh shut up!' I yell, "you like me too."

"Yeah, I know. So I am taking the opportunity to ask: Max, will you go out with me?" Fang says.

"Well, let me check my calendar. I might be booked-" I say, but I am interrupted because I am being tackled by a blob of black. He kisses me, like he has the right to (which he does) and I kiss him. IT feels so good to realize the person you like is yours. That he wont leave you. It also feels good knowing that someone who knows the most vulnerable side of you is so close, and that they are so determined to help you work through the situation, come hell or high water.

Fang

She is finally mine. I'm not sure if you know this, but I have loved Max since… I think sixth grade. It was during our school dance, and Max showed up looking like a shy goddess. Of course, that night, the popular boy, Dylan, swooped her up for every slow dance, and I never got my chance. But tonight she was finally mine.

"So, do you wanna go out, or stay in? My mom has a double-shift to pull, and Nudge was probably at her best friend Lissa's house.

"Let's stay in tonight Fang. There will be plenty of time for dates later." She says.

I order Chinese food, and she goes into my room, changes, and picks a movie or two for us to watch. When the food has arrived, I open the door and hear Max come down the stairs. The delivery boy does a double-take when he sees her.

"Damn man, that girl is fine. I sure would like her to myself." He says trying to flirt with her.

I glare at him, and ask Max to grab some change from the vase that has our spare coins.

"She looks even better from the back I see." He says again. I look at Max, knowing she heard him.

"Should I deal with it?" I say, knowing the delivery guy things we are talking about picking up the tab.

"Nah, I got." She says, then grins.

"Go right ahead then" I say.

That delivery man grins, thinking he is gonna get lucky with her, then Max punches him in the jaw, then knees him where the sun don't shine, then finally slaps him across the face. "That's my girl." I think.