Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I just wanted to start my new story since I felt like it, so make sure you take a look at it. If you hate it then just say so. Well, with no further adieu… To the story. I believe this is the last chapter of Torturing Fang.

Max's P.O.V

I wasn't allowed to go anywhere near Jeb after the day we came back from Mom's clinic. I ended up punching him in the face after he said that Fang was dying. Fang was in terrible condition though. Not only was the gunshot wound hurting him, but he was also getting attacks a lot more.

The side effects stopped adding up, but Fang was weak. He was mostly bed ridden unless he had to go to the bathroom. We even bought him food. Every once in a while, someone would go check on him to see if he was okay. Today was the twenty-seventh day. The attacks would stop in three days.

I walked up to the room me and Fang shared to give him some water like mom told me to. Hey. It's not like that you pervs, I mean; I have to check on him to make sure he's okay at night. Duh. So anyway, I opened the door to our room. "Hey." I whispered as I walked in.

Fang was lying on his back. His eyes were closed and his chest was rising and falling evenly. I walked over to his bedside and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking down at him. "Hi Max." He said softly; eyes still closed. "Hey. I bought you some water."

He opened his eyes slowly. I helped him sit up. He took he glass out of my hands and chugged it down. I took the empty glass from his hands. "I'll be back in a couple of minutes. I think I'm going to turn in early." I told him. Then I walked out of the room.

I said goodnight to the rest of my flock. "You can see him tomorrow. He's really tired and I think he'd want a rest." I told them. They were all very eager to see Fang. I walked back into the room. Fang was staring at the ceiling. "You okay?" I asked him.

"I want to fly." He said.

"I know you do."

"I'm tired of this. I hate lying down all day, but there's nothing else I can do." He whispered.

"Hey. Come on. Three more days. You can handle three more days. We're all here for you." I tried to comfort him. He closed his eyes, trying to sleep. After all, it was eleven at night. I slid into bed next to him, took his warm, calloused hand in mine and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

We would get through this. I knew that somehow, someway, everything would be okay. Suddenly, Fang's body stiffened. He was getting another pain attack. He'd been getting them at least twice a day these days. He squeezed my hand, almost breaking my wrist.

I turned to look at him and saw that he was sweating. His jaw was tight. I knew he was trying not to scream. His knuckles were white from gripping his side of the bed. His eyes were squeezed shut, but just one tear managed to trickle down his cheek.

The pain finally stopped and he opened his eyes. Whatever energy Fang had gained was now gone. He went through all of the side effects and by the time they were done, it was 1:00. "You okay." I whispered. He nodded. I knew he was lying, but I let it go.

I waited for him to fall asleep before I did. Once I heard his deep breathing, I closed my eyes and prepared for a sleepless night.

By the time I fell asleep, it was 5:30. It was not a pleasant sleep though. I had terrible nightmares. When I sat up at 6:30, I decided to get up and do something. I rolled out of bed and walked out of the room. I stepped into the bathroom, shed my clothes and slid into a warm shower.

I think I stayed there for an hour. The only reason I got out was because the water was becoming cold. When I stepped outside, Mom, Ella Angel, Gazzy, and Iggy were awake. The delicious smell of freshly made pancakes floated in the air. I sprinted downstairs after getting dressed.

"Good morning guys." I smiled at my flock as I walked into the kitchen. There was chorus of "Morning Max!" I sat down, and a pile of pancakes piled on a plate was set before me. I dumped maple syrup on top of them and dug in.

Not much later, a half asleep, grumpy Nudge walked down the stairs. "Morning sleepyhead." I said.

She groaned at me and I bit my cheek to stop myself from laughing. Then Angel screamed. We all whipped our heads to her, expecting Erasers to come pouring into our house any second. "Something's wrong in Fang's room. Someone's there, other than Fang."

I didn't wait for her to continue. I took the stairs four at a time and slammed the door open, Mom, Ella, Angel, Gazzy, and Iggy close at my heels. Standing there, holding Fang in a choke hold against the wall was Dylan!

"You!" I screamed. "I'm going to kill you. I trusted you! I thought you had actually decided to leave us alone." Dylan smiled at me.

"This is for your own good Max." He said softly. "You don't know what's good for me!" I shrieked. Now I was trying to keep his attention on me since I saw Iggy trying to sneak up on Dylan from the other side.

"Why can't you just stay away and leave us alone. Don't you know when to quit. How many times do I have to tell you that we are not meant to be together?" Iggy tackled Dylan from his side. When Dylan got up, and lounged at Iggy, I decided it was time for me to join the battle.

I jumped at Dylan and tried to punch him in his face, but he easily parried. I remembered that since Dylan was my "Soul mate" he knew how to fight my style. I tried to decide what to do as I parried his kicks.

You and Fang need to face him together. The voice said in my head. Ah, voice. Good to have you back. And BTW, Fang can barely stand up. How the hell is he supposed to help me fight Dylan.

Fang can do it. You cannot do this without him Maximum. I mentally groaned.

Angel. I thought in my head. Is Fang okay? I asked.

I think so. I heard in my head.

Tell him to attack from behind. If I have to get rid of Dylan, he has to help me.

I don't know if my message got through, but I was praying to every god that might have been up there that it did. I did not want my life to be ended by this creep. Dylan finally got the better of me and knocked me to the side. Agony went through me as I saw that my arm was twisted in an odd angle.

Dylan smiled at me. "Now who should I kill first?" He smiled at Gazzy. "How about you?" Gazzy was trembling. Fang appeared in front of Gazzy. He pushed Gazzy slightly back. "Oh, get out of the way." Dylan sneered. Fang didn't say a word, but he was pale and lines of fatigue were etched into his forehead.

None the less, Fang snarled and Dylan laughed. He launched a kick at Fang, and Fang parried and launched a couple of kicks of his own. He managed to hit Dylan square in the ribs. Then, as Dylan staggered backwards, he tripped him, causing him to land on his back. Dylan was straight back on his feet. He and elbowed Fang in the neck, hard. Fang crumpled.

I gritted my teeth and snapped my arm back into place. About seventy percent of the pain was gone. I stood up and pounced on Dylan. Then I punched him square in the face about six times. To finish, I got up and stamped on his face, hearing a very satisfying CRACK! His face was a bloody mess.

Dylan jumped up and ran through the open window. He let out his his wings and flew away. If he ever came back, I promised myself that I'd kill him. Once Dylan was gone, we all ran towards Fang who was still lying in a heap on the ground.

His neck wasn't broken so I didn't understand what the problem was. Fang is going through the final stage of the attacks Max. The coma. I'm afraid he's as good as dead now. The voice said.

I turned to Mom. "Get Jeb here NOW." I growled. Mom hurriedly nodded and sprinted down the stairs. In a matter of minutes, Mom and Jeb came running back up the stairs. By this time, we had managed to get Fang back onto the bed. I pinned Jeb to the wall. This time, nobody tried to stop me.

"How do we heal him?" I roared. "Max." He said calmly. "I already told you that there is no cure. Fang is going to die."

"You're lying. I know you are. Remember back at the E house. Remember what you told me. You told me that everything has a cure Jeb. Everything. I realized that you told me that for a reason. Now tell me. HOW DO WE CURE HIM?"

He sighed. "Okay Max. I'll tell you everything I know. I tried to make this chemical so that there was no cure, but that's impossible so I made it difficult. You must keep reminding him of moments in his life that meant something to him. Encourage him so that he feels like he has a reason to live. It's difficult though. Almost impossible, but you can try. He has two days to live. Use them well."

I kept Jeb pinned onto the wall for a few more seconds until I decided he was telling the truth. "Get out of here." I snarled. He nodded and walked briskly down the stairs. I sprinted over to where Fang was lying on the bed.

"Fang. Come on. You have to wake up! I know you can hear me. Remember all of those times in the E house. All of the things we did together as a flock. Please Fang. If you die, the flock wouldn't be the same. You can do it. Please just live. Two more days. Just two more days. You can do it. I know you can. Please." I ended in a whisper.

"We'll take turns taking watch. All of us have to tell him a story or encourage him. If that's the only way that he survives then that's what we're going to do. Who's with me?"

"I am."

"Me."

"Defiantly."

"We can do this."

"I'll try my best to help him."

"I'm in."

I nodded. They all better be in. I stared at Fang for another minute before turning and jumping out of the open window. For the first time in my life, flying didn't make me forget my problems. It just made them worse.

I flew in super speed and screamed as loud as I possibly could. Feeling minutely better, or extremely nimb, whichever the case may have been, I went back to the house. Refused the hot chocolate Mom offered and, wait for it, ignored the chocolate chip cookies that were set on the counter. I vaguely heard the flock telling Fang stories about our past. Good times and memories that we shared.

When I went upstairs, I told Iggy, who was on watch at the time, that I was going to bed and that I could take in over from hear. I lay down next to Fang and leaned my head into his rock hard chest. Feeling comforted by the faint yet steady rise and fall, I fell into an uneasy sleep.

Nightmares plagued my dreams. Erasers, needles, cages. A gravestone with Fang's name on it. It was truly terrifying. When I woke up, the sun was shining, and birds were chirping. It was a beautiful day. Warm, clear, and sunny.

It seemed so out of place through the gloom we were going through. Fang had one day. One day left. Tomorrow was the day he was supposedly gone. I ran into the bathroom and showered. Then is shoved my head into the towel and let out a shriek that would scare away a T-rex. Then I got dresses, stepped out, and went downstairs.

After eating the breakfast that would have been delicious, but under the circumstances, was almost unswallowable, I went upstairs into our room. My morning was spent telling Fang stories about our childhood.

I told him about the first memory that came into my head. A certain morning at the E house. Nothing special happened that day, but I just remembered it for some reason.

Flashback

I woke up and looked at the time. It was 9:30. I crawled out of bed, went to the bathroom and cleaned up. Then me, being the jerk I was, went to go annoy- I mean wake up Fang. I smirked as I walked into his room. There he was, sleeping on his tiny bed. He was curled up on his side.

The blanket was wrapped around his body tightly. I was guessing that he was having a good dream because he was slightly smiling in his sleep. I went up close to him and poked his cheek.

"Mmmmhhhmmmmm." He groaned. I had to bite my cheek in order to keep myself from cracking up. I poked his cheek again. This time he untangled his hand from his blanket and whacked my hand away.

"Rise and shine Sleeping Cutie." Sleeping Beauty seemed too cliché, so we had to come up with another name for Fang. "I don't wanna wake up." Fang said stubbornly. His eyes were still closed.

"Awww… Did the wittle baby forget to take his nap yesterday?" I teased.

"Yes. Now go away."

"Look Fang. If you don't wake up, I have the ice cubes right here." I really didn't, but I wanted to see his expression. He shot up into a sitting position. "I'm up!" Since he was all tangled up in his blankets, he fell off of his bed. I started cracking up, clutching my stomach.

He looked up at me from the foot of his bed. When he saw that I really had no ice cubes, he scowled. "I hate you Max." Fang grumbled.

"I love you too!" I said cheerfully. What a great start to a lovely day.

End Flashback

I looked down at Fang's still body. "Come on Fang. Wake up." I whispered. Nudge came inside the room. She was quiet for once, and I didn't like her like that. She hugged me, and I squeezed her back. "Take some rest Max."

I walked downstairs and lay down on the leather sofa in Mom's living room. I closed my eyes and fell into an almost instantaneous dreamless sleep. I woke up to the sound of screaming. It was coming from my Fang and my room. I sprinted up the stairs, taking two steps at a time. When I threw the door open, I saw the whole flock standing near Fang's bed.

Angel and Nudge were wailing, Gazzy was crying, and Iggy, Mom, and Ella had tears streaming down their cheeks. When Mom saw me, she shook her head. "He's gone Max."

"No!" I screamed. "No! He's not." I sprinted over to his bed. "Fang wake up. Wake up you idiot." I slapped his face and pounded on his chest, trying to get his heart started somehow. "Fang. Please don't give up now. Oh god! You can't do this. I love you! Do you hear me? I love you!" I screamed in his ear.

"You're everything I've ever needed. My friend, my brother, my teacher, my boyfriend. I can't live without you. Please. Please don't do this to me. "I said in between tears. I fingered his already freezing fingers, trying to feel some movement, something. I couldn't help myself. I started sobbing.

I buried my face into his rock hard chest. It wasn't rising and falling like it normally would have. I felt hands trying to pull me off of Fang. I didn't resist. Soon I was sucked into the warmth of my mother's arms, but it wasn't the same as the warmth in his arms. I sobbed and sobbed until there were no tears left. Until I was numb.

Fang was gone and he took my heart with him.

The End… Hehe jk

Two Days Later

Today was the funeral. I didn't want to go. I didn't want to see his name again. It would just remind me of him, of how he left me. It wasn't his fault though. It was Jeb's. I was wearing a black pencil dress. I was wearing it for him, just for him. Nudge was wearing a simple flowing black dress. (All the dresses are on my profile).

Ella was wearing a strapless black dress with a black cardigan. Angel was wearing a cute black dress with a black bow. We all got into the car. No one had said a word in two days. Since he passed away. Nobody ate, or drank anything.

When we got there, I saw Jeb was already standing at the graveyard. I wanted to go kill him, but Ella took my hand and squeezed it. Mom got out of the car and went to go talk to Jeb. I saw them whispering. A smile lit up Mom's face. She nodded and walked back to the car. Jeb got into his car.

"We're going to follow Jeb." Mom said. "He has something to show you."

"Mom no! I'm not going to follow that murderer." I yelled at her. It was the first thing I'd said in two days. Mom shook her head. "You'll see Max. You'll see."

We kept driving for about twenty minutes when we stopped at a beautiful house. "This is where Jeb lives?" I asked. Mom nodded. I expected a small condo or something. When went inside the house, Mom asked the flock to sit down on the couches. The she took my hand and took me upstairs.

Mom covered my eyes with her hand and led me into a room. I knew that Jeb was doing the same thing with Iggy. Mom took my hand and put it over something hard. Something that was moving up and down. "Open your eyes you two." Mom said to Iggy and me.

I slowly opened them and saw Fang sleeping not dead, but sleeping. I gasped and put my hand over my mouth. Fang opened his eyes. "Max?" He asked hoarsely. I nodded. He sat up. I collapsed on his lap, crying tears of joy. Fang hugged me tightly, practically squeezing the juices out of me.

Iggy, who was crying too sat down next to me and Fang. "You… you're… you're alive..." He stuttered. "Yeah Igs." Fang replied. "I can't believe it either." The door burst open and the rest of the flock came inside. They were dumbstruck for a second before they realized that Fang was alive.

I put both my hands on his face. "You're actually here." I whispered. He put his hands over mine. "I am. And I'm never leaving again." He moved his hands to my waist and leaned towards me. My lips met his and sparks flew. My hands went to his hair. There was a chorus of awwww's and ewwww's. It was a soft, passionate kiss, but it was perfect.

We pulled away and I smiled at him. Surprisingly, he smiled back. "Oh, by the way, how exactly did you come back to life?" I asked as I let the kids attack Fang with hugs.
"He was never dead." Jeb answered. "He would have been though, if it weren't for you Max. I brought him hear before you could have the funeral. I knew he wasn't going to die. I felt so horrible about what I'd done before. Max. I'm truly sorry. I really mean it this time. I don't expect you to forgive me, but I just wanted you to know."

I stood up and walked over to Jeb. "I believe you. And I forgive you. Thank you… Thank you Dad." I hugged him. Maybe he was alright after all.

One month later

The pain was just a memory. Everyone was happy now. We lived with Mom, Ella, and believe it or not, Jeb. Nothing had attacked us… Yet. I was leaning on the countertop, eating one of Mom's blissful chocolate chip cookies. I closed my eyes, letting the heaven on Earth melt in my mouth.

My only thought was, "My life cannot get any better right now." Then, warm, soft lips pressed against mine, and guess what my thought was then, my dear readers.

It just did.

And that my AMAZING readers, was Torturing Fang. I'm so upset that it's over, but I just didn't know how else to extend it. I hoped you liked it and you should check out my other stories. Thank you once again for reading my story. I love all of you. See you later…

-Kailey