Divine Intervention

"You've been staring."

The muttered words came from underneath his warm breath, right beside my ear and brushing against my hair. Spinning on my heels, I turned to find his face inches from mine. Up close, without the pain of a headache rushing through me, I caught a better glimpse at him. Along the bridge of his nose was porous skin, and a few hairs of his eyebrows were actually white. His thin lips were cocked in a smirk. The thick, heavy flow of the crowd forced him to stand close to me, his chest inches from mine. I held my ground, despite the pulsing nerves running through my veins.

"At what?" I spat back, tilting my head and narrowing my eyes.

"And you call me the Perv," he stepped to the side, providing more distance. I felt my body slightly relax. His fingers began to twirl at the locker. "I'm guessing you need an explanation."

"An explanation?" I pretended to act cool and in control. I wasn't going to give away all my cards just because I had underestimated this punk and he beat me once in a fight.

His dark eyes slyly slid down to stare at my wrist, glancing at the obvious black bracelet at the edge of my white sleeve. I yanked my hand back behind my back, which caused a slight chuckle under his breath. "Exactly." Fang quickly opened the locker, shoving his bag inside, and then slamming it back shut. "If you want your answer, then let's go." He jerked his head over his shoulder, out towards the ongoing hallway.

Overhead, a bell chimed for the start of next class, students picking up their pace to make it up in time. We remained still, staring at each other in a dare. Whoever caved first would obviously be the loser. I felt my eyes begin to twitch while Fang remained calm.

In the signs of the empty hall, a glint swept across his dark eyes that caught me off guard. Within the instant, his hand was wrapping around my wrist and pulling me forward. His head began to bow, his eyes directly staring past mine into my mind. My heart leapt against my ribs, probably breaking one or two from the sudden shock. I ducked my head and pulled away. Fang easily let go.

"I win."

Damn it.


Light broke through the trees. Fall had surrounded us now completely, the oranges and yellows mixing in with the hues of brown and red. Fang stood out in the bright light, his jacket rolled up to his sleeves and his black hair rustling in the wind. The school was long forgotten as he shoved his hands in his pockets and turned around to face me.

I was hesitantly standing there, wondering exactly what this boy was thinking. His stone, serious face revealed absolutely nothing. I felt the twitching of my eyebrows, feeling the increase in annoyance of being around him. I had never willingly followed anyone, much less a boy, into the woods.

"Are you after me?" I finally asked.

"You're not my type," he responded calmly.

"That's not what I mean," I muttered, pressing my fingers against my head and shut my head.

"Just wanted to be clear," he pointed out. I could already feel my jaw tighten. A tree creaked, and when I picked my head up to look, I watched Fang jumping between two trees to climb upwards until he could grab a hold of a branch. His movements were flawless and accurate, skills designed through genetic manipulation.

"Are you Jeb's experiment?" I proceeded, knowing that his childish behavior would continue on and I would just have to deal with it.

"Yep," was his one word response as he lay down on the branch. His legs dangled down and swung back and forth while his hands rested behind his head.

"Did you know about me?"

"Nope," he responded. So, he had been left out of the loop, just like me. Yet, something was odd. For the two of us to meet, it had to be something with Jeb and his cronies. I dug my sneaker into the dirt. The forest rustled with the sounds of all the forest animals. "Is that all? Psh, you're so boring. I expected this bad ass intervention. I literally expected a fist in my face."

Picking my head up in anger, I was able to catch Fang fall over the branch and land back on the ground. "What do you mean by that?" I asked, obviously offended. Fang took two large steps to land in front of me, his hand staring down at me.

"That ridiculous girl at the bar who was fighting? Where the hell is she now?" Fang shook his head, "She was kind of hot, but whatever." He shrugged and looked out into the woods.

"Why do you fight?" I jabbed at him, my pride wounded from his attack.

Fang sighed, "Because that's what I was made to do." His shield broke for a moment as his eyes softened. "Fucking weapons. That's all we are. Isn't that why you fight too?" A wind brushed by, sending his bangs out of his face. A light scar that had been hidden became visible. In the emptiness of my silence, he assumed my answer. "Exactly." His face became stone again, "Except, you don't seem as lost as I feel. How unfair. From here, I won't bother you."

Fang shrugged casually before starting to walk away. I stood there, frozen and completely confused. "What the hell were you looking for? My sympathy?" I called, "Because I'm not going to be all friendly and shit just because we both have crappy lifestyles. Don't expect me to look to you for comfort or anything. I'm my own."

"Max," his voice paused, and then, he was shaking his head. I felt my body straighten, having never heard him say my name like that. "Never mind. You'll come to me when you're ready." Then, he continued on walking away as if expecting me to run after him.


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