Okay, here's the new chapter! I'm not even going to say anything about this one. You'll just have to read to find out. It's a little bit short, so I'm sorry for that. PLEASE REVIEW and stop being big meanies ;)… But on a serious note…Please review. I guarantee it will make my day just a little bit brighter. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

KarleeRay

The rest of my day is complete and utter HELL. I ignore anyone dumb enough to try and talk to me, and the only time I show any emotion is in combat class when I literally attack my punching bag for forty five minutes straight. It feels amazing, letting my body take over and doing what feels natural. I threw severe punches and used complex moves that I haven't used in forever. I left the class, feeling slightly better about the whole Fang and Lissa thing.

The tension in the car ride home suffocates me. I am completely aware of exactly where Fang is sitting, exactly what position he is in. Every time he so much as shifts, I see it.

When I walk in the door I head straight to my room and put on a t-shirt, some Nike shorts, and some tennis shoes. Maybe a long run will give me some clarity.

"Iggy!"I yell, emerging from my room. "I'm taking your iPod!" I'm not sure if he hears me or not and honestly, I don't care.

"Where are you going?" Mom asks, curiously as I march through the kitchen.

"For a run. I'll be back later."

"Be careful," She calls, as I walk out the front door.

My feet pound the pavement, my long legs opening to their full stride. I turn my music up as loud as it will go, playing Iggy's playlist of heavy metal. I relish the feeling of my lungs beginning to burn, of sweat beginning to bead on my forehead. Determination swells in me and I feel free, free of all my problems. Without a second thought, I unfurl my wings and let them carry me as high as this underground city would allow. It wasn't the same as flying in the sky up above ground, but it was good enough. Pure elation runs through my body. I notice that some people are starting to look up and gawk, but other people just send me a polite smile and go back to their business, like a flying bird kid is nothing out of the norm. I grin. No one can touch this. No one.

About an hour later, I touch down right in front of our home. I'm dripping sweat, and as gross as it sounds, it feels amazing, like coming home. I had forgotten what it was like to feel complete exertion. My body is tired, my muscles are groaning, but I'm smiling.

I know that I need to fix things with Fang if I don't want to lose him. I need to make sure that he knows that I love him too much to ever leave him over something so stupid. And really, that's what it was. Stupid. If Fang says there's nothing going on, then I believe him. I've always trusted Fang. I would trust him with anything, even my life. So why stop now?

I head up to take a shower, contemplating what to say and then I stop myself. I don't want it to sound like I'm giving a speech. He needs to hear what comes straight from my heart.

The hot running water does nothing to soothe me, so I take my shower quickly and then get dressed in some pajama shorts and a t-shirt. Taking a deep breath, I exit my room. I walk slowly down the hall and stop in front of Fang's bedroom door. I consider knocking and then quickly change my mind. This is Fang. I don't have to knock.

I open the door to find him lying face down on his bed. He doesn't even look up at the sound of me entering his room. Sighing, I turn and shut the door. I make my way over to his bed and literally lie down on top of him.

It's quiet for a moment and then Fang speaks, his voice muffled by the pillow. "Is it safe to assume that you're here to swallow your pride and apologize?"

"Yeah," I murmur, kissing his bare shoulder.

He turns his face to the side, leaning it into the top of my head.

I sit up and he turns over to face me. "I'm sorry. For everything. For all I said."

He nods, but says nothing. Boy, he's making me work for this one.

"And you know I didn't mean that…. What I said about breaking up with you. I was just angry…I wanted to hurt you like you hurt me. I could never leave you, Fang," I say earnestly and for some annoying reason, tears begin to pool in my eyes. I lie back down on him, burying my head in his bare chest and praying that he doesn't push me away, disgusted by my actions.

He doesn't push me away. Instead he winds his arms around me, pulling me closer. This gives me confidence and I say, "I'm uncomfortable with the whole Lissa thing, but I do trust you." I pull away to look him in the eye. "And I'm not going to tell you what to do… You can be friends with her…"

"But?" He prompts, know that there is more that I want to say.

"But can you honestly swear to me that you have no feelings left for her? If you can swear it, I promise I'll believe you and let the whole thing go."

"Maximum Ride," He says softly with a half-smile, making my heart stutter. I love it when he says my full name. "I solemnly swear to you, that the only person on this entire messed up world that I have those feelings for, is you. I love you, Max. I swear I do. I don't know what I would be without you." My heart completely melts at that and I smile shyly at him, leaning my forehead against his.

He leans up to kiss me, but I pull away, teasing him.

"Hey," he says accusingly and I grin at him before lowering my forehead to his again. His lips part and he tilts his head to kiss me and again I pull away at the last second, laughing.

"Max," Fang whines softly.

I sit up and tap my lips with my index finger. Then, I taunt him with that same finger. 'Come and get me.'

Fang lunges at me so quickly I hardly even see it. He looms over me, pinning me down with his strong arms, and then brings his lips down on mine with more hunger than I even thought possible. My hands find their way to his hair, tangling themselves in his fine locks. Fine locks? Oh Lord, please forget I said that.

My breath hitches in my throat as his hands push up my t-shirt, but I make no move to stop him. He trails kisses across my stomach, making me gasp. No fair.

I quickly flip him, so that I am over top of him. He smirks at me as if to say 'do what you want'. So I find myself also trailing kisses across his rocks hard abs. He flinches underneath me, trying to maintain control and I laugh. This is as close to Heaven as I am ever going to get.