A/N: You guys are sooooo lucky I love you.
I GOT ALL OF YOU! I wanted to make this story as unpredictable and trust me Ella's betrayal will be looked into more in the next chapter.
But I have to go finish packing for my trip soo here you go!
I started laughing at some of my views and I don't think I can say I love all of you enough anymore.
I'm not doing a song or quote thing in this chappie cause I don't have the time.
Enjoy and love you guys! See you sometime Sunday night!- BlackSkinnyJeans101
Ten
Even in my less than conscious state I could feel and hear and smell everything going on around me at all times. Like I could smell the constant disinfectant that swarmed me on all sides and threatened to suffocate me. And I could hear the incessant chatter of what had to be doctors and nurses surrounding me and checking my monitor. It was kind of obvious I was in a hospital but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't force myself to wake up or even talk. I've felt familiar lips on my forehead and the beautiful, lulling voice of my boyfriend that could relax me no matter what was happening.
He left maybe an hour ago under his mom's orders since, apparently, he'd spent the last two weeks at my side. A deep sigh tried to escape between my lips at the lonely presence in the room, but even that refused to come. The effort only made my throat burn and my lungs feel as if they were about explode with so much pressure on them. This feeling of being so helpless was so new to me and it really sucked, even though Fang was in the room most of the time. He can only do so much to keep me entertained and sort of at home, other than the terrible stinging smell, at this point.
Everything was vaguely playing back in my mind like a movie and I wondered how I got to this point. I hadn't done anything terrible for a couple of days before I was locked in a room and declared missing. Most of the stuff Fang did when he visited was apologize for not finding me beforehand and making me storm off in the first place. He would squeeze my hand and apologize but, no matter how hard I tried, I wasn't able to squeeze back. I wanted him to know that it wasn't his fault, that even if it was then I wouldn't care because I was back now. All I wanted to do was stay in his arms no matter how weak and cheesy it sounded.
"Come on in guys, but be quiet or we might make her go into shock," a familiar nurse's voice murmured from what had to be the door of the room. Shuffling feet filed into the room and I heard gasping and shocked cries from the girls while the guys probably tried to comfort them. I would usually roll my eyes but even if I did manage it they wouldn't be able to see since my eyes were practically glued shut for some reason.
Angel suddenly stated in a deadly calm voice, "I hate her with every living cell and tissue in my body. I hate her so much that if I could put her through this pain I would but I would do so much worse." There was a long silence that stretched out between Angel's short speech and Iggy, who decided to add his wonderful words of wisdom that almost left me gasping for air if I could gasp, that is.
"Ella didn't know it would turn out this bad," Iggy's voice was cold but he was still trying to stick up for an old friend. When what he said registered in my mind I felt like I was choking and my chest had stopped moving. Ella, my younger sister that I loved dearly even after the most terrible mistakes, was the one that locked me up and made me starve myself.
Kate screamed, "HELP! HER CHEST ISN'T MOVING ANYMORE!" her voice carried while I started to hack. Multiple other pairs of feet ran into the room and one of the older doctor's started yelling orders and there was a long beeping noise. Then everything went still and black again.
***AFTER THE FLOCK ARRIVES IN MAX'S ROOM***
Star folded her arms and looked down at her feet wondering who Angel was talking about since no one told the others who the person was that did this to Max. When Iggy spoke up and announced it was Max's younger sister, Star and half of the group was utterly shocked. Most of the guys had already suspected it would be Ella, but she was a friend to the girls and she seemed so innocent. Star shook her head in amazement, wondering how it always seems to be the quiet ones even in reality. Suddenly Max's monitor started to slow it's beeping and then it started to hum and beep in erratic patterns.
Kate started to scream and the flock had to be kept back from Max as doctors rushed in and started shouting orders. They rubbed the metal pads together and shocked Max, her chest thrust upwards but the beeping wouldn't return. Angel was crying now and Ari was holding her tightly while he held back his own tears at the sight. Iggy was already whipping out his phone and texting Fang and Maya in case she suddenly decided to come. The same procedure was done again and again with the same results until the doctor's started to give up.
At that moment Fang burst into the room and ran to Max's side, he ignored the roars of protest coming from the doctors and nurses around the room. He pressed his lips to Max's paling lips in a fierce, heated passion that most of the flock hadn't seen before. Her heartbeat sped up instantly, the beeping starting to go face paced until Fang pulled back and the beeping returned to normal. Everyone in the room sighed in relief but everything went dead silent in the room when they heard an extra sigh. Ella stood in the doorway, clutching her coat and glancing around anxiously at the rest of the flock.
Nudge was the first one to step forward with her eyes narrowed dangerously, "Get out of here, Ella. No one wants to see you, especially not right now," she says and crosses her arms and Ella copies her stance.
"You might think you're popular, but honey you ain't. Now move out of the way so I can see my sister," Ella replies with a glare that was similar to Maya's; also known as harmless.
"It's your fault she's here in the first place," Nudge exploded and shoved Ella as hard as she could. Ella stumbled back and her back hit the wall with a loud thump; Ella glowered at Nudge and straightened herself.
"You shouldn't have done that," and Ella launches herself at Nudge, taking them both down to the hard floor. Nudge landed on the floor on her back and she hissed in pain but reared back to punch Ella in the nose like Max taught her. Head wounds seem to bleed the most, which distracts the person from attacking again for a few seconds.
Nudge shoves Ella off of her and they roll so Nudge has a knee pressed down on Ella's stomach where a bruise was probably already forming. She slapped Ella and was ready to punch her again when Iggy dragged her off and held her away. Fang held Ella back except she was weak and only needed one hand to hold her back while Iggy held Nudge back by both arms just in case. They started screaming curses at each other and Star panicked so ran over and slapped both of them. Both girls were shocked and pissed at the same time, they glared at Star but she didn't back down.
"Look, right now we just need to focus on what we're going to do with Max now that she won't be able to fend for herself." Star states, trying to get everyone to focus; she was almost sure she heard a groan of protest from somewhere close to Max.
Ella ripped away from Fang and rubbed her bicep, "She's coming home. Where else?" she asked, confused.
Fang turned sharply, "No, she's staying with me until we're sure we can even trust you around her right now. She'll be in a vulnerable state and I don't want her anywhere close to the person that did this to her in the first place." Ella flinched, hearing something so harsh from Fang was rare but when he did it felt like your heart was being stabbed from with pins.
"Fine, but I'm not explaining that to Dad," Ella said seriously, "Mom won't notice but Dad sure as hell will."
Later everyone leaves but Fang stays behind in case something else happens and he isn't there to help. He grips Max's hand, willing her to squeeze his hand back or at least smile a little bit, even a smirk would work for him. But all he gets his silent while Max's unnaturally pale face starts to slowly gain its color back; he reaches up to brush hair behind her ear. That's when the corners of her lips twitched in just a small smile but it was enough for Fang to smile. He leaned down and touched his lips to her forehead and rested his head on the edge of her hospital bed with a heavy sigh.
***BACK TO MAX'S POV***
Blinding white light hit my eyes as soon as I finally forced them to open after a hard venture through a murky darkness. It felt as if water was closing in on me and trying to keep me down, but I could feel Fang's hand in mine and I felt his lips on my forehead. A smile just barely touched my lips as I finally blinked multiple times and I let my eyes roam slowly. The room was starkly white with blue-tinted tiles that looked mostly white and stained with something. I yawned and slowly forced my body in a sitting position in my incredibly uncomfortable bed.
My fingers and hand were incredibly warm, I looked down to see my hand clashing with a familiar hand. Slowly I ran my fingers through the raven black hair that was placed next to my body on the bed. The same, familiar silky strands ran over and between my slightly shaking fingers; I knew he'd wake up soon. Those amazing obsidian eyes lazily and blearily blinked; they roamed up and he stared right at me before looking away. Then he looked back at me, his eyes widened in uncontained shock while I grinned even though my throat was still incredibly dry and my head was pounding harshly.
"Max," he breathed and stood to pull me into a light hug that I admit did hurt thanks to my multiple bruises. You don't fall off a ladder and land on a hard concrete floor only covered in dust and not get some bruises. "You're finally awake," he murmurs into my oily blonde hair; I blush at my terrible appearance and pull away.
I rasp out, "Sorry," and I try desperately to pat down my hair without making something worse. Fang grips my wrists gently and he places them by my sides, he kisses my cheek with a small, boyish smile.
"You look beautiful as always, Love," he says and reaches up to wipe some more hair out of my eyes. A grim smile stretches across my lips until a doctor hurries into the room and starts yelling stuff. I felt a stinging pain in my arm and I cried out despite myself until I fell into that same damn pit of darkness. I was getting sick and tired of blacking out.
What seems like days later, which it turns out it was three days, I finally pull myself through that thick water again. This time it was a nurse that tsked at me but helped me out of my bed and I shuffled into my connected bathroom. I took the first showed I'd had in days and when I got out I checked my bruises and such in the mirror. The ones that had covered my stomach and back had finally disappeared and I noticed that my leg and arm were feeling much better. My nurse explained through the bathroom door that I had just sprained both and I was fine to go home in a day or so.
That was when I dropped to the lowest level of the low and I bribed the nurse to change my reports. She took the seven hundred bucks I held out to her and rushed to change the sign out date to today and instead of calling my mom I got her to call Fang. Not a half hour later I was literally being swept off my feet and I was carrie to Fang's car in silence. My headache was slowing thanks to the medicine my doctor insisted that I used now that I had been starved and dehydrated for so long. On the way to Fang's place I grabbed his hand on the console and intertwined our fingers.
We talked like nothing happened but we both knew Fang was thinking about ways to destroy Ella. I only let go of his hand to get out of the car and then I wrapped my arms around his arm and let him pull me into his house. Turns out Fang's parents were once again off on a business trip halfway around the world and they wouldn't be back for at least a month. I was going to stay at Fang's place until I was strong enough to take care of Ella in case she tried to attack me again or something. Of course I struck up an argument but Fang wouldn't have any of it and he just sat me down on his couch with a decisive smirk.
"What am I supposed to do all day while you're at school?" I demand when he tells me that I have to stay out of school for a couple more weeks.
Fang smirked easily, "Housewife things that won't stress you out too much," he says.
I smack his shoulder, "Sexist pig," I mutter.
"You are feeling okay, right?" he asks seriously.
"I'm fine, Fang, it's just a little headache now. But I am hungry.
"Put on a movie, I'll go fix something to snack on."
I grabbed his arm before he could go into the kitchen, "Remember what happened last time we watched a movie?" I warned and he shrugged with a smile.
"I'll take my chances," he says and walks into the kitchen where I hear popcorn starting to pop a moment later.
{A/N: Hehe, okay so there's some...um... sexual content coming up. I have to warn you because I don't want haters saying this is a terrible story just because they read the sex scene. It's happened before. Sorry if I had to ruin it for you. :( }
When he comes back I cuddle to his chest and he wraps his arms firmly around my waist; his nose nuzzles my neck. The movie started and Robin Hood comes onto the screen with a large grin splitting across his face. I had decided on Robin Hood: Men In Tights just incase one of us started to get irresponsible, or whatever you want to say for that. Anyways Fang continued to nuzzle my neck and it was getting hard to concentrate on the TV screen. When his tongue suddenly licked my neck slightly I shudder and pull all my hair to one side so he can get to my neck without disturbance.
His teeth nipped at my neck and I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him closer to me. His tongue flicked out again and he kissed up my neck, placing burning but irresistible kisses along my icy skin. I groan when he starts to suck on my neck while stealthily moving me back onto the couch so I was under him. He nipped and sucked until he was sure there was going to be a hickey then he trailed kisses along my shoulder, pulling down the strap of my tank-top. Then he kept going up and around until his lips just barely touched the corner of my lips and that did me in.
I slid my hands under his t-shirt and up along his amazing abs and to his shoulders until his shirt came over his head and fell to the floor. He didn't waste any time to slip my tank-top over my head and drop it to the floor along with his own. I slip my tongue into his mouth and wrap my arms around his waist to pull him flush against my body with his arms coming out from beside my head. We end up rolling off the couch and onto the floor with Fang on the bottom, but he just picks me up with my legs still wrapped tightly around him. He walks me to his bedroom and uses his heel to kick the door shut behind him with a muted slam.
We keep going until I give into him and he finishes a split second later, he rolls onto his back and pulls me to his chest. My bare back pressed against his bare front and I was so content that I didn't feel my headache or hunger anymore. He fingers my hair and kisses the back of my neck with a smile that I could feel pressing to my damp neck. Honestly I felt amazing at the moment but tomorrow he had to go back to school and I would be stuck here alone for eight hours. I sighed contentedly and ran my fingers up and down the arm that was wrapped around my bare waist, keeping me in place.
***THE NEXT AFTERNOON***
I collapsed on the couch, exhausted now that I was left alone with only a note from Fang to keep my company. This morning around ten I woke up alone with a note from Fang on the bedside table with the usual boyfriend stuff. Now I was settled in only Fang's over-sized long-sleeved black V-neck sweater that he rarely only wears unless he also has on a black leather jacket. The sleeves were long enough so I could curl the ends around my hands and hold them there; I left all of my other clothes somewhere in Fang's room. I thought about what Fang said yesterday about the housework thing and maybe I could clean up a little bit.
Last night we ended up making a huge mess in the hallway and the bedroom and the living room without knowing it. We even broke an old vase when Fang pressed me against the wall in the hallway last night and my foot hit a table. He didn't even notice and I was a little too occupied to care; you get the image of how messy the house is now. I bit down on my bottom lip and forced myself to get off of the couch even though I might regret it later. The first time we slept together I didn't feel pain afterwards and I couldn't help but wonder why I was now.
The area between my legs was sensitive to where I sat and I was pretty sure it had something to do with how rough we went last night. The first time it was slower and less fierce but last night we really went at each other with passion and... stuff. I'm not to explain all of this to you people, well the little audience that is oddly in my head at this time. First I started in the living room; I grabbed a broom and slowly got to work.
A/N: Sorry about the sucky ending but my mom's telling me to get off and finish packing. Don't worry I'll work as much as I can while I'm gone. See ya!