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FPOV
I was holding her. It felt so good, so right, to finally have her in my arms again.
"Jeb, she sobbed. Jeb. Bastard.(A/N naughty Fang, bad bad Fang.)Wait-that means the school ahd her? How could I have been so stupid as to believe that letter?
Then he whole body went limp. I looked down at her and saw that her stomach was soaked in blood.
Crap!
I tore up my shirt (A/N oh my god, a shirtless Fang!) and quickly bound her up with it. Please, please let her be okay.
I picked her up, oh so carefully, and started flying towards my house. Iggy would be able to fix her. He had to.
