Okay guys, I got my laptop back a week and a dag ago, and I'm sorry I didn't pot this earlier but we're having a lot of trouble at the moment, my Dad's ship (he's in the navy) was the first ship ever since the war to go through Iraq and not get shot, so that was really scary; and then we found out- right as we were about to leave for a holiday that my Grandparents had been paying for- that some frauudster had stolen all of their money from their bank account. Needless to say, things have been hard around here, but we've finally had some good news- my dad should be home on the 16th of December, just in time for christmas, and the bank have given my Grandparents some money to live off, pay for petrol so that they can get my grandad to and from the hospital, the shop and the likes and pay the bills with ^^ Anyways, thanks so much for sticking with my guys, and sorry it's a short one- I'm working on making the next one a lot longer, it's being typed now ^^
Chapter Three- Iggy
As soon as Max was in her room I headed down to the kitchen, who the hell was Fang to do that to her? After everything that she's gone through for him- and how does he repay her? By reducing her to tears.
I marched straight into the kitchen where Fang and Lacy were talking about some party that they planned on attending together, I grabbed Fang by the shoulder.
"What the hell, Iggy" He growled.
"I need to talk to you. Alone." I growled, and then added a "Now." When he didn't move. He sighed and headed out into the hallway where I lead him.
"What the hell's going on, Lacy and I were in the middle of a conversation." Fang growled at me when we finally came to a stop.
"Yeah, you and little miss flirt are in the middle or a conversation whilst Max is upstairs crying her eyes out and you don't give a damn. What the hell is that about, Caleb? Huh? Or have you forgotten all about all of those years she spent looking after us all? All of those times she near died for us? But as long as you and Miss. Slut are happy I guess none of that matters." I snarled, no longer able to refrain any longer.
"What are you talking about" Fang asked, but he already sounded less like 'Caleb' and more like the old Fang.
"I'm talking about the fact that Max hasn't smiled properly in months, since the last time you bothered to talk to her. How the hell have you not noticed this? You've stopped being Fang, you've stopped being her best friend- her right hand man and the person she relies on. You've become an arrogant jerk, and thanks to you Max is completely and utterly lost. If you paid the slightest bit of attention to her then you would notice the way that she looks at you- she misses you for goodness sake. She thinks that you hate her- and she doesn't have a freaking clue why, Fang. You've damn near broken her."
""Oh, God." Fang gasped, the noise sounding strangled as he realised what he'd done. The pain that he'd caused Max.
"I hope you're happy." I said quietly. "Because she certainly isn't." And with that I turned and left, leaving Fang standing in the doorway- staring at my retreating back.