Yo everyone! sorry for not updating in a while, but I needed some time to develop this chapter, I mean, I knew the gist but I needed to make it understandable for everybody else, this is th scene I'm most proud of, so enjoy.

Fang and I slowly made our way back to the hotel. We couldn't really fly, because the darkness of night was pierced by electrical light. Hey, it rhymes!

Anyway

At first we flew up, just to see where the hotel was, in comparison. We walked, essentially, the silence between us was very awkward. It was hard, what could I say? I'd just embarrassed myself, and I had no idea how to get out of it. So as you can see it was a very slow trip back to the hotel.

When we finally reached the girls room upstairs, I picked up a full map of Italy that had been left on the dresser, I bent over the dresser as I inspected the map, not taking notice of Akila and Total curled up on one of the beds.

I did not see Fang starting to come up behind me, and I was oblivious to him until his arms wrapped themselves around my waist and his chin came to a rest on my shoulder. I started to breathe heavily as I felt his grip tighten. No, I told myself, this had gone far enough. I turned around and pushed as hard as I could against his chest. He stumbled backwards for a second before regaining his balance. He raised his eyebrows at me, grabbed another map and walked back to his room.

I sighed, I didn't get it. Why did I get so confused? Why did his sweet breath render me helpless? Why? Why why why why why?

Why was it hard for me to accept his kisses? Was it true, what I said in that operation room? Did Fang really care about me? What about that red haired girl? And Brigid? Was I a pastime? My mind was so full of questions that I could barely think straight. One thing I was sure of though, I couldn't go on like this for much longer. It would kill me. The stress of everything else on top of that made me want to curl up in a ball and cry until I died of dehydration. The flock needed me on the other hand to be strong, not to cower at a problem that was eating at me from the inside. I wanted to talk to Fang to pour out my problems into him so that he could comfort me. I couldn't though, for that would embarrass me too much, he make fun of me and say it was because of me "loving" him. Poor little Angel, I would have to pour out my problems into her, even though I didn't want to. It's like a saying that I heard once, 'The child leans on you, not the other way around'. The six year old should not have to bear the burden of mind reading, it was way more than it was worth.

The others walked in right at that moment. Nudge collapsed onto her bed. Angel turned to me and said simply:

"Talk to him Max," she was deadly serious. It was scary, seeing her doing that. "Iggy and Gazzy got hungry again, they'll be at the restaurant for a while."

I sighed, she was right. I got up, barely able to stand. I made my way to the Boys room.

Fang was laying on his bed, looking at the map. I sat down across from him, already angry from his nonexistent reaction. Fang put down the map, he left it on the nightstand. He sat up and started right away.

"When is it going to be okay Max?" he asked, his eyes curious.

"What?" he looked at me like I was the most dim person in the world, silently showing the previous incident as an example. I sneered.

"Why does it need to be a when?" I asked.

"It's simple Max, quit lying to yourself and admit it." I knew what he was talking about. This annoyed me severely.

"What do you want me to do?" I snapped. "You certainly don't help!" He got off the bed too, he was obviously angry as well.

"Make a choice!" He screamed "You can't treat me like this, one second you're kissing me and the next minute you're pushing me away."

"I didn't know I had any such choice!"

"Oh yes you did!" he sneered. "I believe that you knew that if you asked me, I would stand by your side forever!"

"I can protect myself thank you! And anyway, what about Lissa and Brigid? You know you could have any girl you wanted!" his face turned soft and he crossed the room to where I was. He put his arms around me and whispered into my ear:

"Except for the one girl I really want" I suddenly realized what he had meant with the "my Max" on the necklace he gave me. With a surge of indignation I wriggled out of Fang's grasp and rushed out the open door into the hallway. I turned around and screamed at him:

"I don't belong to you! Or anyone else for that matter!" My hands flew up to the clasp of my necklace. I opened it and let it fall into a heap of silver on the hall carpet. I wheeled and walked across the hall to my room. I looked back only once, the look on Fang's face broke my heart. A mixture of longing and hurt were strewed into an unbearable stare. I showed no emotion and slammed the door of the girls room. I walked over to my bed and pushed the dogs off,not feeling bad at all.

I tried to sleep but every time I closed my eyes I saw Fang's face. My throat felt uncomfortable without the cold lump of metal against it. After a few hours I sighed, I had to do it, I sneaked out of my room and picked up the necklace. Fastening it immediately. I did belong to Fang, but he could not know that!

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Kristian