Max's POV

As soon as we left the party, Fang and I, along with his family and mine, quickly ran to my house with Fang's arm dripping blood all the way.

The minute mom opened up the door and saw Fang dripping in blood and tears running down my cheeks, she opened the door as wide as possible and ushered us all inside as quickly as possible. "Go straight into the bathroom, I'll go grab my medical kit. Have Fang sit down immediately, and try to keep him awake. Don't let go of the pressure on his arm!" Mom yelled the last part since she was already flying up the stairs to go retrieve the first aid kit.

We all ran Fang into the bathroom, but mostly just me, since I had his bad arm in mine, doing exactly what mom had said. Iggy flanked Fang's other side to keep him from falling down in a heap, since Fang was already looking a bit woozy.

Mom rushed back into the bathroom and asked everyone except for Iggy and me to politely leave, and they did just that. Ella called everyone into the kitchen so that they wouldn't be crowding the hall bathroom.

"He going to be okay Dr. M?" Iggy asked.

"He'll be fine. I'll set his arm, and it wasn't a bad break, in fact, it's a good thing it was a clean break, it'll actually be easier to fix now. I'll just finish stitching up the wound and then I'll but it in a cast and sling, and he should be good to go. Though he looks like he lost some blood, so he might feel a bit dizzy and light-headed right now, so help him get straight to bed tonight, okay Iggy?" Mom said to him.

"Of course. Do you need me to get anything for you? Or are you pretty much done here?" Iggy asked my mom.

"Um, how about you go grab a juice box and a few of the leftover cookies from the pantry for Fang to eat to get his blood sugars a bit higher, and Max, why don't you grab the old sling we have in the attic?" Mom said.

Iggy went to go grab the things Fang needed, but I was compelled to stay with Fang for some unknown reason. I felt like if anyone should be in here, it was me. Like it was either a punishment for me to watch him suffer since me, and my stupid jealousy, had caused the problem in the first place, or because deep down I knew that Fang might want me here over anyone else. Either that, or he'd be completely P.O'ed with me, and want to have me in close firing range to blow up at. Whatever the reason, I knew I had to stay with Fang, so I said to mom, "Mom, until Fang leaves to go home, can I please stay with him? I feel like this is all my fault."

By this time, Fang was way too out of it to even know what was going on. He just sat there on the toilet seat with his head down, his arm out in front of him so mom could work on it, and the rest of him just looked totally slumped over. Mom took in his sad appearance, and nodded at my request.

"Honey, I don't know what happened tonight, and part of me really doesn't want to know. But are YOU alright?"

"Yeah, of course, nothing happened to me, just Fang got his arm…"

"I know what happened to Fang's arm sweetie, I just finished bandaging, stitching, disinfecting and wrapping it up in a sling… just not all in that order. I mean, are you going to be okay after tonight? I mean, are you and Fang friends again, did someone hurt you at that party, is there anything that I need to know?" She said in that motherly tone… you know the one.

"Fang protected me against this idiot jerk who started being too clingy at the dance. But when they actually fought for me, I just knew something bad was going to happen. The idiot I was originally dancing with threw me into Fang and Fang landed on the snack table, hence the broken arm. Then, even with his broken arm, he punched the guy clear across the room." I told her, while still dripping in tears.

"Wow, he fought for you." Dr. M looked down at Fang who HAD to be unconscious by now, otherwise he just looked plain old dead.

"I feel so bad though. If I hadn't gotten all dressed up, or gone to the party, or danced with that jerk, then Fang wouldn't be hurt, and I wouldn't be such a mess right now. And I do mean more than the blood on my outfit. I wanted to burn this outfit the minute Ella and Nudge put it on me!" I cried.

"Sweetie, it's okay. Just calm down. You've just had a rough day. Why don't you let me take care of Fang, and I'll see if I can have Fang stay at our place tonight. We'll move him to the family room couch. He'll probably have a hard time getting to his own house anyways. So if you want to help, just calm down, get changed and come back down with the rest of us. I'll grab the sling from the attic, and when Iggy gets back he can feed Fang to help him get his strength back." And with that she gave me a hug, and sent me out the door and straight up to my room to shower and change.

After one of the fastest showers I've ever had, I rushed out of the bathroom and threw on a black tank top and checkered shorts and ran back downstairs. By that time, mom and Iggy were hauling Fang into the family room, and I helped guide them towards the sofa. Iggy had managed to wake Fang up some, and was now handing him the juice and cookies. Fang looked pretty silly, huddled in a blanket, one hand in a sling, another just barely holding two cookies and a juicebox, bags under his eyes, and a silly scowl planted on his face. He looked like a two year old who'd just had a temper tantrum.

I couldn't help laughing, and everyone's eyes shot over to me. Even mom's questioning glance only got me laughing harder. Then everyone joined in, and the whole house was full of almost hysterical laughter.

I sat down next to Fang and helped him with his juice box and cookie, and once he'd downed both, mom gave him some medicine for the pain, and Fang fell right asleep.

"Alright everybody. It's 10:30, and the Martinez house is shutting down for the night. Everyone back home if you don't live here!" Ella shouted. And Nudge, Iggy, Lupo and J.J, who'd all accompanied us back home, called their parents to schedule rides home, or just left.

By 11, everyone was gone, and it was just mom, Ella, Fang and I all staring at one another in the family room. Actually, Fang wasn't staring, since he was passed out on our couch now.

"Well, I'm going to bed." Ella said, and with that she gave mom and I each a hug and went upstairs.

"I could stay down here if you like honey, or would you rather be here?" Mom asked.

"I'll stay." I said without even glancing over at her.

"Fine, but get some sleep hon. You still have school tomorrow." She said with a warning gaze.

"You know that I'll be ready for school tomorrow no matter what today was like. Not like I could, I don't know, fail a test or something. We just started, and I already know all the info, you know that." I said with a fake smile.

"Well I'm not worried about your test scores, I'm worried about your teachers' blood pressures the minute they see you sleeping on your desk again." Mom said while giving me a hug and kiss and going up to bed. "Night, sweetheart."

"Night mom." I said back, then I flipped on the tv.

Fang was still out cold, but I wasn't falling asleep voluntarily any time soon, so I might as well not bore myself all night.