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Chapter 6

I pulled the sheet over the bed before standing back. Fang grabbed his pillows, putting them back on the bed. He turned to face me and I leaned in and kissed him, pulling him down onto the freshly made bed. Fang pulled back after a moment and looked down at me.

"So are you going to sleep in here from now on?" He asked.

"I guess."

"Well, I mean, I could move the kids into one room and let you have the other, if you're uncomfortable with sleeping in the same bed with me. But I really don't want to because they like having their own rooms. Plus, I won't try anything, honest. Unless you want to because I haven't had sex since…well a long time. And even then, it was only my second time. But anyways, I swear, I can wait if you want. It doesn't matter. But if you really want to not stay in here-"

"Fang." I cut him off, sighing. "Shut up."

"Okay."

I leaned up a little to pull him back to me. Fang kissed me back, leaning into the kiss. I pulled back as Fang continued down my neck.

"Fang, I think we have a visitor."

Fang turned his head and saw Tyler standing in the doorway. "What's wrong buddy?"

"Me 'ake up and you no dere."

Fang sighed, getting off me and laid next to me. "Come here."

Tyler climbed up on the bed. "What you do to Max?"

"Nothing. We were just playing." Fang said.

"On her?"

"We were wrestling."

"Oh." He yawned.

"Do you feel better?" I asked him.

"No." He climbed on Fang's chest. "Where Tabby?"

"She'll be home soon." Fang told him. "But you're going to Dr. Martinez's house."

"No!"

"Yes." Fang kissed his head. "Come on, let's go get ready."

"No!" He whined as Fang carried him out of the room. I laid on the bed for awhile, bored. What would I do with Tabitha until Fang got home? But then again, Tabitha is pretty easy going. I could do anything with her and she would probably still have a good time.

"Max." Fang walked into the room. "I'm going to go drop Ty off and pick Tabby up, okay?"

"Alright."

"Cool. You say here and just…do whatever." Fang gave me a smile. "Bye."

"Bye." I went to sleep after he left. I felt something on the bed so I opened my eyes. Fang was now in the room, Tabitha on the bed.

"Hi!" She waved at me.

I smiled at her. "Hi."

Fang looked at me. "I leave in an hour."

"Okay. What time do you get home?"

"Five."

"Why you in Daddy's bed?" Tabitha asked. "Max sick?"

"No." Fang sighed. "Max is going to sleep in here from now on…right?"

"Yeah."

Fang smiled. "Good."

"Max stay?" Tabitha asked.

"Yeah, she's going to live here from now on."

Tabitha gave me a weird look. "Max no have family?"

"We are her family Tabby." Fang said.

Tabitha smiled. "Ya! Max stay!"

"Yeah." Fang sighed. "I have to go take a shower. You guys can do whatever."

Fang walked over to his closet and got some stuff out before going into the bathroom. I sighed, laying back down. Tabitha looked at me.

"Max?"

"Yeah?"

"Wanna pay wid me?"

I sighed. "What do you want to play?"

She jumped off the bed and I sighed, getting up to follow her. She went into her bedroom and sat down on the floor next to all of her stuffed animals. I sighed, sitting down across from her. She gave me the monster that she let me sleep with that one day and a stuffed dog.

"Mesh." She pointed to the monster. "Woof." She pointed to the dog. "We pay house wid them."

"Oh." I took Mesh and Woof while she grabbed a wolf and a beaver.

"Wood." She pointed to the beaver and then the wolf. "Wolfie."

"Okay. What are they going to do?"

Tabitha looked at me like I was crazy. "They pay."

"Oh, of course." I sighed.

"Hi." She moved Wood next to Mesh. "Wanna pay?"

"Yes." I made him say, not believing I had gone from drunken fights with boyfriends to playing dolls with a two year old.

"Okay. Wet me go get Wolfie and you get Woof."

"Alright."

"Hey Max, what are you guys doing?" Fang asked walking in.

Tabitha smiled at her father. "Daddy! You pay wid us?"

Fang smiled at her. "No baby. I'm going to be in the living room, okay?"

Tabitha glared at him but let him go. I yawned a little. "Why don't we go in there with Fang and finish this later?"

"Oh a Max!" She stood up, running out of the room. I sighed following. Fang was sitting down in the chair, watching TV. Tabitha climbed into her place in his lap and I sat down on the couch. Wow. I kind of miss Tyler not being there to tell me that it's his spot not mine. Kind of…not a lot but a little.

"Max, there's hotdogs in there for you guys to eat for lunch, okay?"

"Alright."

Fang kissed his daughter's head. "I've got to go Tabby. I'll see you later okay?"

"No go!" She held onto him but Fang just gently sat her down on the ground.

"I have to. You stay here and play with Max okay?"

"Why?"

"Because you like Max."

She looked at me and giggled. "Best friends?"

"Best friends." Fang told her, walking to the door. "Bye Max."

"Bye."

Tabitha looked at me after he left. "Ty come home?"

"No. He's going to stay with Dr. Martinez today." I told her. "What do you want to do?"

She looked up at the ceiling, as if thinking. "Pay outside!"

I sighed. "Fine. Let's go."

"Ya!" She clapped as I put on her shoes and jacket. I opened the front door and she ran out. I followed her, not nearly as enthused by the thought of playing outside. I sat down on the porch steps while she ran around. After five minutes, she came and sat down next to me.

"Done?"

"No." She leaned against me. "Tired."

I laughed a little. "Yeah, running around in circles will do that to ya."

"Who are you?"

I looked up as someone walked up to the house. It was a woman who looked to be in her thirties and didn't seem all that happy about me sitting there. Tabitha smiled at her.

"Hi!"

"Hi sweetie." She never removed her eyes from me. "Who are you? Because I know for a fact that Fang would never leave his kids with a stranger."

I looked at her, already bored. How much you want to bet she has a thing for Fang? And how much you want to bet that he doesn't even know? I sighed. Seen it, played it out, lost a few over it, and beat out the chick a few times. But after my thing with Mike, I was in no mood for another odd/weird relationship.

"I'm not a stranger. I'm Max."

"Oh and I'm supposed to know who Max is?"

"You should. I am a pretty important part of Fang's life."

"Apparently not, seeing as he's never mentioned you to me!"

I looked down at Tabitha who was listening to us. I did not like to fight when a kids around. That's just being white trash. I sighed. "Look, ever think that you're not that important to his life then?"

Her glare hardened. "Do not talk to me like that."

"No get mad at Max." Tabitha told the woman. "She wive here now. She sleep in Daddy's room. We best friends. We family."

She raised an eyebrow. "You're what? His sister?"

I sighed. "No. Now could you please leave?

She seemed shocked that I would ask that. "No. Not tell you tell me-"

"Look, I don't know who you are or what you and Fang are doing together but I want nothing to do with it."

She clicked her tongue before turning on her heel and walking back across the street and into her own house. I looked down at Tabitha.

"You hungry?"

"Yes!"

I had just got Tabitha to take her nap and was in the living room when my cell went off. I sighed, answering it.

"Hello?"

"Max?"

"Fang?"

"Yeah, hi. I had to call your mom to see if she had your number. She did because it was in her phone from when you called her. Is it okay that I call you? I mean, I'm on my break and I really need to talk to you."

"It's fine Fang." Is it just me or does he talk a lot when he's nervous. "What did you want to-"

"Did someone…talk to you while you were playing outside with Tabitha? A woman?"

"Yeah."

Fang sighed. "She called me to ask if I knew who you were. She didn't start a fight with you did she?"

Yes. "No."

"Good. Max, she's…unstable. In my opinion at least. I used to let her baby-sit for me but the she started calling me for weird reasons and stuff. She's crazy."

I sighed. "Fang she likes you."

Fang was silent. "Oh. Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Well I don't like her. I like you Max, I really do. I don't want her to mess things up between us or-"

"She's not Fang." I turned on the TV.

"Good." He took a deep breath. "So everything's okay?"

"Yep."

"Alright. I'll be home at five."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye."

I hung up, sighing. Fang definitely has some annoying habits. I mean, so what if a woman likes him? I would be scared if none did! And the talking a lot thing will have to be fixed but all around, he seems just as great as he always has.

"Daddy!"

"Hey baby." Fang picked her up into his arms and kissed her head. He closed the front door before going over to the chair and sitting down. "Hi Max."

"Hey." I looked at him. "When's Tyler coming back?"

He sighed. "He's still sick but I think that he'll feel better at home. So Tabby, do you want to spend the night with Dr. Martinez again?"

Her face lit up even more though it seemed impossible. "Yes!"

He smiled. "Alright. Then I'll drive you over there. We'll be back Max."

"Okay. Bye."

Fang got up and carried her out of the house, leaving alone again. I sighed. If I'm going to stay here, I need to start looking for a job. I mean, I've only been here for a few days and already I'm bored. And I need beer. Definitely need some of that. Fang came back soon with Tyler. The boy looked at me and smiled.

"Max!" He reached out for me and I stood up and took him from Fang.

"Hi Tyler." I went and sat back down on the couch. "You feel any better?"

"No."

"Yes he does." Fang told me. "Your mom said that his fever's gone down and that we need to wait a day before letting his sister around him."

"No!" Tyler glared at Fang. "Me sick, Max. Max take cares of me."

"Okay." I hugged him. He's so cute when he's not mad. "What do I have to do?"

"Feed me ice-cream!"

"No." Fang said before I even stood up. "You guys are going to watch TV and be quiet. Sick people just sit around Ty."

He glared at Fang but did lean against me. "Hate Daddy."

I ran my hand through my hair, sighing. I am so bored! "Fang?"

"Yeah?"

"You know how you said that you don't like to drink?"

"Yeah."

"What about if I get beer and bring-"

"No. No alcohol in my house."

I sighed. "Can I go to a b-"

"You come home drunk, this will no longer be your home."

"You're no fun."

"Welcome to the life a parent."

I laid down, moving Tyler to my stomach. "Whatever."

I rolled my eyes, laying down on the bed. "Are you serious?"

"What? You're supposed to brush your teeth two times a day." Fang told me, going into the bathroom to brush his teeth. God he's too perfect. I'm going to have to dirty him up…Hmmm.

I sighed, laying on the right side of the bed. I laid there for a second before moving to the left side. I was trying to decide which was more comfortable. The right was the one I chose. Fang walked out of the room a minute later, looking at me.

"What?" I asked after he just stood there for a moment.

"Well," He looked embarrassed again. Oh God. "You're kind of in my spot. I mean, I like you in my bed and all but I have trouble sleeping on the other side."

I rolled my eyes. "Fang, being in a relationship means give and take. You give me this spot and I'll take it."

Fang glared but got on the left side of the bed. "Fine."

I rolled onto my side, facing him. I laid there for a few minutes before speaking. "Well?"

Fang reopened his eyes. I think he had gone to sleep. "Well what?"

I moved closer to him, kissing him gently before pulling away. "You do understand the purpose of sleeping in the same bed don't you?"

Fang sighed. "Max, I don't know if we should do that. I mean, shouldn't we build our relationship first."

I rolled my eyes again, pulling his head back to mine. We were making out for awhile when I decided to speed things along. I pushed Fang onto his back, climbing on top of him. Fang let me continue as I put my hands under his shirt, feeling his abs. Oh god, I haven't had a boyfriend with abs since two boyfriends ago. When I actually starting to pull off his shirt was when Fang started having issues. He pulled away from my kiss, allowing me to finish pulling it off.

"Max-"

"Fang, look, we both want this so why not?

Fang huffed. "Well…"

"What?"

"It's just…this isn't just a one time thing is it? I don't want you to leave again."

I sighed. Fang's a lot more emotional than I remember him. "I'm not. Now quit over analyzing things."

"I'm not!"

"I think that you are."

"Well you're wrong."

I closed my eyes, counting to ten. What would get through to Fang… "I think that you're just scared to have sex."

He glared at me. "I am not."

I shrugged. "You could fool me."

"Ever think that I just don't want to have sex with you? Huh?"

"Oh, I know you do. Every guy does."

"Yeah whatever, Ms. Egotistical."

"I would roll my eyes at that but it isn't even good enough for that."

Fang gently sat me back on my side of the bed. "Max, I just…don't want to have sex right now."

"Fang-"

"Max we've been together a day and you already want to have sex?"

"Fang, why does it matter how long we wait?"

"I don't know! It just seems…whorish to have sex now. We haven't even gone out on a date ye-"

"Are you calling me a whore?"

"What? No!"

I sighed. "You know what? Forget it. I guess you're just not man enough to have sex. That's fine."

"You're saying that I'm not a man because I refuse to have sex with you?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"This has nothing to do with being a man!"

"It has everything to do with it." I held in a smile, knowing that I almost had him. "All the men I've dated before had no problem having sex."

Fang did the one thing that I didn't expect. He turned his back to me! He yawned. "I'm tired and don't feel like continuing to talk. I'm going to sleep. My original plan for tonight was that I was going to talk to you, not have sex with you. Sorry if that's not what your plans were. Good night."

I glared at his back. "Fang, at least turn around."

"No."

I moved closer to him and wrapped my arms around him from behind. Fang froze. I ran my hand up and down his stomach before going lower and slipping it into Fang's sleeping pants. Which, when I saw him wear them to bed tonight, I found odd. I mean, I saw him in them last night when he slept on the couch but I just figured it was because he was sleeping in the living room with Tyler but apparently not. Most my boyfriends either slept in their boxers or in the nude.

"Max." He mumbled.

"Fang, you know you want me." I was shocked when he actually let me pull him onto his back. I got back on top of him.

Fang looked at the ceiling, closing his eyes briefly. "Fine but I still think that we should wait."

"To bad."

Fang looked at me. "Could I at least be on top?"

I giggled before flatly replying, "No."

And that, was that.

I had learned a long time ago that if you want something from a man, after sex is the best time to ask for it. Or if you wanted to know something about him, which in this case was the thing. I looked over at Fang, sighing a little. I figured that Fang would be one of those cuddly types but he was as far from me as possible. I think that he was embarrassed again.

"Max…shouldn't we put our clothes back on?"

I held in the urge to sigh. "What? You don't think that I look good naked?"

"What? No. No." Fang looked at me. "You do look really skinny though. I don't think that you eat enough. Are you hungry? I could go make you-"

"Fang, stop."

"Sorry." He turned on his side so that he was facing me. "So…was it good?"

No. Not at all. I mean it wasn't the worst I've had, let me tell ya, but Fang wasn't all that good…kind of bad actually. "It was great Fang."

He brightened a little. I moved closer to him and leaned against his chest. Fang wrapped an arm around me, sighing.

"Hey Fang?"

"Yeah?"

I took a deep breath. "Remember how I said that we were together now? That this wasn't just a one time thing?"

"Oh God, you were lying?"

"No." I smiled up at him. "It's just…I kind of want to know something."

"What?"

Here goes nothing. "What's the deal with you and your kid's mom?"

"Max-"

"I'm just curious!"

Fang sighed. "I don't like to talk about it…"

"Fang, come on. I'll tell you anything you want to know if you tell me."

"But I don't want to know about your past! From the way you talk, it was filled with other guys and I don't like to think of what you did with them."

I rolled my eyes. "Come on, you don't want to know anything?"

"No."

"Well, I'm more nosey than you are then. At least tell me her name."

Fang looked at the wall behind me. "Lydia. Lydia Marshall."

"Hmmm." I looked up at him though he refused to look at me. "She wasn't your girlfriend, right?"

"Yeah. We just…met."

"Oh."

"Well not met really. I sort of had a crush on her and some guys I know introduced us."

"Really?" I knew I had him now. He was going to slowly spill the story out at his own pace. I had dealt with guys like that before. Mike wasn't like that. I had to pick up on his past through bits in pieces. Like, he never told me that what happened with his parents. But I figured out that they kicked him out because of his dope habit.

"Yeah. She was…you know, hot. And it had been awhile since you left. I was…lonely. And we were at a party. I didn't go to party's. I lived with your mom and normally went to work and then back home. But some guys invited me and I was bored. So I went. They were all drinking and stuff. I refused to smoke whatever they were smoking but I did drink a little. Well, I guess a lot because I go drunk." Fang paused.

"Go on." I whispered.

Fang sighed. "They knew that I liked her so they introduced us. I was seventeen and she was eighteen at the time. I thought that it was awesome that she was even interested. And she was…a lot more than I was. We started making out and she wanted to go to some room upstairs. I followed her and we sort of had sex. Then I didn't see her again for two months."

"How did you find out she was pregnant?"

He looked down at me. "She got my number from somebody and called me. Said that she was going to get an abortion."

"That would have sucked."

"Yeah. I told her no that we should just give them up for adoption. She said fine and we were going to do that. But then like a month before they were born, I…just wanted to keep them. Dr. Martinez told me that she would help me. That it took a lot of courage to do that. So I did. Lydia signed over full rights and all that and moved. I don't know where she is now."

I looked up at him. "All of that for babies? I wouldn't have done that."

Fang gave me a look. "W-"

"No, I mean, I love your kids and I'm glad that you that you kept them but I don't think that I would have done that. By myself I mean."

"But I wasn't by myself. I had your mom."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."

Fang closed his eyes. "I'm tired."

I sighed as he let me go and moved back slightly. I just moved closer, leaning against him a gain. Fang held his breath for a moment before kissing my head and closing his eyes.

"Night Fang."

"Night Max."