Max Pov.
"I never really knew what happened to your parents, I mean you mentioned they died, but I had no idea. I'm sorry."
I started to cry silently.
I was betrayed by some one I thought was dead.
"Hey, uh, Maxie- This might not be the best time but I think Angel is alive."
NO. That was impossible. I saw her get shot, right though her heart. She died in my arms. She's dead. There is no way...
"So Dylan just-uh said som-"
"YOU ACTUALLY BELIEVE A WORD THAT MONSTER SAYS?"
"Well, Max I have a sister. Her name is Lissa, and I think the person Dylan described was Angel. About 12 or 13, now right. How many times have you told me about Angel?"
Maybe she was alive. I stood, and Fang followed.
"Let's go get my little sister!"
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I let Fang fly in front of me, he was leading me to his Mom's house. Hoping she still lived there, I begged for Angel to be alive.
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"Okay Max, don't be disappointed if she's not here. We don't know anything is true yet."
Fang PoV
We stood in front of the door awkwardly. Waiting for something to happen. It was about 10 in the morning so I hoped some one was home.
After a few minutes, I grabbed Max's hand. I was scared too. I hadn't seen my sister or my Mother in years. What were they going to say?
A few more minutes passed, and I leaned over to Max's ear, keeping my eyes strait and asked, "Should we go?"
But just then, we heard a couple clicks, and the door swung open.
A girl about my age, stood in the door way. Pale like me, and really dark eyes like mine too. She had really red hair, and she wore a purple short skirt and a matching purple tank top that was low cut and came just above her belly-button, and it revealed a piercing. A unlit cigarette dangled in her mouth.
"Oh, my god. Nick."
She ran out, letting her cigarette fall out, and she hugged me. Really hard.
"Lissa, you're hurting me."
From behind the door a small voice asked who was there.
And Max dropped my hand, and bent down to peak behind Lissa. She stared fore a moment, and in an even smaller voice than the child's she asked "Angel?"
The little girl ran past Lissa, and practically tackled Max.
"MAXIE MAXIE MAXIE MAXIE MAXIE. I remember you! I remember you!"
Max PoV
For some reason I was crying. Angel's blonde curls bounced up and down as she skipped around, showing me her room which was way bigger than the one at the orphanage.
She had toys and books and a little red blanket that she had when she was born. I was surprised she still had it.
"Hey, Angel, I thought you were dead. How did you survive the bullets?"
She pulled her shirt back a bit to reveal a scar about two inches in length.
"The doctors saved me. But they wouldn't let me see you Maxie. They said you disappeared."
It was true. After the Ambulance took her, I ran as fast as I could to Fang. I didn't fly, I just ran.
I walked hand and hand with Angel back into the living room, where Fang and Lissa were seated on the couch, trying to catch up on everything that had happened.
"So where is Dylan?" Lissa asked and before Fang could answer I said, "Dead."
And the light drained from her eyes.
"Well. We think he is." Fang said. He was lying. We both knew that Dylan was alive and kicking. But I didn't want
Lissa to ever meet the monster that had become Dylan.
A few hours later, we were all talking and eating some snacks, and Angel had gotten me some orange juice.
Then the door slammed open and a figured stumbled into the hall by the door, falling onto it's face.
(Yes, Max is now re-united with Angel, and Dylan is still a jerk. YAY. Happiness to go around! Please review. Love you!)