Max's POV:
We were standing outside of the abandoned building, thinking about our next choice of action.
"We should just go in, look around, and if we see anything serious, call for backup" I told Fang. "Alright?" I asked, because he didn't give any notification of hearing me the first time.
He looked at me, weighing his options. Finally nodding, he followed me in.
The inside wasn't so bad for an abandon building. There was dust everywhere though, and the floors creaked, which made it harder to be quiet.
Watching where we stepped we started searching the first floor. We found nothing but more dust and old furniture.
"Lets check upstairs," Fang announces while almost jogging to and up the stairs. Having not much of a choice but to follow him, I.. well, followed him.
When I got to the top Fang was to my right frozen. I started to ask him what he was doing but he shushed me and pointed to the door that he was standing by. I just realized there's voices coming from behind it.
I quietly walk over to Fang and eavesdrop with him.
"What are we gonna do? he killed her because I didn't pay him. He would have killed me, but if he did he wouldn't have gotten his money." A voice spat
"I don't know... run away, change your name?" Another voice suggested.
Both sounded male. Good, because that gives us a chance that one is Dylan. I hope it's Dylan. As for the other guy, I don't know.
"They know who killed her" Fang whispered to me. I gave him a look that said,' No, I didn't notice.' He rolled his eyes and got out his phone.
"What are you doing," I whisper yelled. I'm thankful these people have bad hearing. "Texting Iggy, were going to need backup." Fang replied, shoving his phone back into his pocket.
While we waited for Iggy to reply, we continued listening to them. Maybe we'll get more information.
"You do know he's willing to do whatever he has to do to get his money, right?" Voice 2 asked. "Yes Sam, I know." Voice 1 replied, sounding bothered.
Well now we who the second person is. Sam. 'What the hell is taking Iggy so long,' I thought urgently. Just as I thought that Fangs phone dinged.
We froze. Sam and the maybe Dylan quieted down. "Shit." Fang cursed. He looked at me, his eyes help a panic look in them, but he was acting calm. I was second guessing my thinking he was panicking until he said "run," I could detect the fear in his voice.
We took off running down the hall, than practically leaped down the stairs. I lost my footing at the bottom, and went crashing to the floor. Fang skid to a stop and turned around to help me up, but froze, and almost looked scared.
"Thought you were smart girly," sneered a voice I recognized as Sam. I rolled over to get a better look at the situation I had gotten myself into, only to find a gun pointed at me. No wonder Fang look scared, I was terrified.
Another guy walked down the stairs, he had sandy blonde hair and blue/green eyes. This was Dylan, in sure if it, he fit the description perfectly.
"Both of y'all, up the stairs and to the first room on the right." Dylan commanded. "And if we don't," me and my big mouth. "I'll put a bullet in you" Sam growled out, yanking me up and pushing me to the stairs, causing me to stumble.
Fang quickly walked over to me, and we started our way back up the stairs," are you ok," he whispered to me," fine" was my simple reply. He didn't look like he believed me, but didn't push the subject.
Our only hope now was to fight them, or wait for Iggy. I'd love to fight them, but they have a gun, lovely Fang forget to bring his, and I haven't gotten mine yet.
Sam went downstairs to see if we had contacted anyone, and if they were here. Before I could do anything Dylan commented "I'd make you mine if it wasn't for you eavesdropping. You are one hot babe," while looking me up and down.
I felt disgusted, his girlfriend just got murdered, and he's already hitting on someone. "I'd never be with such a low life, selfish, bastard like you," I spat in his face.
"You bitch!" He shoved me back into Fang, he caught me, but I pushed myself off of him and punched Dylan in the face, watching in satisfaction as he went down.
"Come on!" I grabbed Fang and pulled him to the door. Wham! The door hit me and I stumbled back, holding my nose, which was now bleeding.
"What the hell happened" Sam shouted, then demanded," I thought we told you not to cause a problem"
"That's it! We can't let them leave, they know what's happened, we're gonna have to kill them," looks like Dylan recovered from the punch I gave him, and he was pointing his gun at me. Great, how are we gonna get out of this one.
Before anyone could say anything else we heard police sirens. "SHIT." Dylan and San said simultaneously "What the hell did you do?" Dylan demanded, still pointing the gun at me.
"It seems we have called for backup, or are you that stupid not to notice that there's cops outside?" I growled out. Which wasn't a smart thing to do, he's the one with the gun.
Fang gave me a 'WTH MAX, what do you think you're doing, don't be stupid,' look, I don't know how I got all of that out of his look.
"You're dead!" Dylan's voice rose into a shout, and it was then I realized two things.
One, Sam had ran off somewhere in the middle of our dispute, and two, I was gonna get shot.
Just as he was about to pull the trigger I squeezed my eyes shut. Then I felt someone shoved me down, I heard a bang.
I opened my eyes only to see Fang standing in front of me. His eyes were wide, and his mouth was opening and closing. "Fang?" I asked nervously.
That's when I noticed the hole in his shirt, and Dylan standing with the gun raised and a shocked look on his face.
"I'm.. shot?" Fang asked, his eyes fluttering, he fell forward. That's when Iggy and three other people decided to run in the room "I heard shots..." He trailed off when he saw Fang,"...shit" he finished.
"Iggy. Iggy help me" I finally came to my senses and was pressing my hand against Fangs wound, it had hit his shoulder, and was bleeding a ton. "I'll go get the paramedics" he rushed off, while the others arrested Dylan.
"Fang. Stay with me, you idiot, why did you do that?" I demanded, "don't... want you... hurt," He gritted out. He looked like he was about to pass out, "Fang? Fang!" I shouted as his beautiful dark eyes rolled back and he gave into unconsciousness.
