A/N: I have a fear of frogs, lizards and all kinds of amphibians and reptiles. Just thinking of them is making my brain form a mental image. AAAAAHHHHH!
Chapter 25 Fang POV
"Who stabbed you?"
"Who tried to kill me?"
"Do you hurt anywhere?"
"Are you feeling OK?"
"Tell me, Fang, tell me!"
For once in my entire life, I want to get away from Max and her annoying, nonstop questions.
When will it ever stop? When?
Today's my sixth day recovering in Max's room. And my eardrums bled more blood than my stab wounds.
"Fang, today, you will tell me everything that happened six days ago. I won't stop asking you until you tell me."
Just tell her already, you idiot!
Oh, thanks for that, conscience. As if I haven't thought of that!
Max jumped on the bed and her face was inches from mine. "Tell. Me."
"I stabbed myself. There."
Max grabbed my hurt shoulder. I clenched my jaw in pain. "Fang, don't lie. You know what will happen if you lie to me."
"After I confessed my love to you, I ran."
Max just nodded. Like my confession isn't that important. I feel like crying. . .
MOVING ON.
"When I reached the woods, someone just stabbed me right away. I turned and saw You-Know-Who."
"Voldemort?"
"Yes. No, Sam."
"That loser? He stabbed you?"
"No, a dog did."
"Stop being sarcastic. Is he the one who tried to kill me?"
"Yeah. He confessed."
"But why? Why would he try to kill me?"
"Maybe it's because we almost killed him."
"Right. I still haven't forgot about that." Max moved beside me and rested her head on the headboard. Max cupped her face and stared hard at me.
"What? You're freaking me out."
Max shrugged. "You confessed your love to me. I don't know if that was real or not."
"What if I said it was real?" I smirked at her.
Max's eyes widened. "That was not real." She pointed a finger close to my nose. Her face was blooming red. "That was not real." Max repeated.
I rose my hand and touched her cheek. "Your face is really hot."
Max pulled away and stormed out of the room.
She likes me.
"Thanks, Dr. M."
"Oh, it's no problem. Be sure not to overwork that arm. The wound might open and get infected."
"But you stitched it six days ago."
"You know what? Just in case. You never know what will happen."
I shook hands with Ari. I bowed slightly at Ella and Nudge. Max was looking away.
"Bye."
"Bye." Max mumbled back.
"See ya."
"See ya."
"I'm going."
"Then go."
I took Max's hand and kissed the back of her hand. I looked up to see her blushing.
"Bye."
I turned around and got on my carriage. Max's family all went inside except Max. She waved at me. I took out my hand and kinda waved back at her. I poked my head out.
Her hand went up to her lips. She blew a kiss at me.
Did she just blew a kiss at me?
She definitely likes me.
Now, what to do for the rest of the day?
Oh, I'm so bored!
I threw a pillow across the room. I stood up and went downstairs.
I found Iggy in the parlor, lying down on my favorite sofa. I pulled his arm and he fell face down.
"Hey! What was that for?" Iggy rubbed his face.
"This is my sofa. Go drool on some other sofa." Iggy snorted and collapsed on the sofa next to me.
"I'm bored. . ." Iggy emphasized the last word.
"Could this day get any more boring?"
"I know! And it's so hot. . ."
"Agree."
I slapped my face. "Here," Iggy leaned closer to me. "Slap my face too. I don't think my slapping is working anymore." I slapped him twice. "OK, that hurt. But, it totally woke me up." I slapped him again. "Fang. I said it's OK. Stop-" Slap. "Slapping-" Slap. "Me." Slap. "I SAID STOP!"
I held up my hands. The front door opened.
"Whoa. I have seen guys cry. But not guys who slap at each other."
Iggy left the room glaring at me. "I'm gonna get you. Be prepared." His face was tomato red and throbbing.
I immediately hugged Max. Not a thing I usually do.
"Oh. Nice to see you too, Fang." Max patted my back.
"You saved my life."
"Uhh. . . Yeah, I did."
"I almost died from boredom. Thanks for saving me." I didn't pulled away.
"Fang, can you let go now? This is really weird. You don't hug people. This is just weird. Can you let go?"
I let go. "What are you doing here?"
Max narrowed her eyes. "Nice to see you too."
"What are you doing here?" I repeated.
"I'm also bored. That's why I'm not wearing that stupid dress."
"I missed seeing you in a dress."
"You are not going to see me in a dress. Not right now, anyway."
"What?"
"My mom's going to hold a ball at our house."
"Husband-hunting?"
"That sounds wrong. And yes, I'm going to. Or so that's what she wants me to do."
"Why is all this hard for you?"
"I don't know, 'kay? I don't feel like marrying someone who wants money."
"I've heard all of it."
Max rolled her eyes. "I'm here to invite you to the ball."
"And?"
Max wrung her fingers. "You know. . . Be a. . ."
"Another suitable bachelor for you?"
Max nodded weakly.
"I'm going."
"You are?"
"I'm not gonna miss it for the world."
A/N: I have writer's block. So this chapter may be a little sucky and short, but I'm definitely gonna work on it. And, Iggy and Fang are absent because they caught the cold.
Iggy: (screams) This sucks!
Fang: Agree.
Me: (grins) RnR?