InuKaglover97, it's not that she doesn't love her. It's that she has other things that she sees as more important at the moment and knows that Chris will be there when she's done. The way I see it is, Nudge knows that Fang and Max will always take care of her and Chris, so why not use it to her advantage? She's looking out for number one and can you blame her for that? Probably but Chris is still cared for so not really. nexfor123 and danny was here, Jeb is suffering from a rare disease called AFTITC. Or, author forgot to include that character. I remembered around chapter 13 and figured that it was just better not to mention him. I will in either the next chapter or the one after it.

Life with Max and Fang

Chapter 28

April

Fang's POV

"This one." Max said.

"Huh?" I looked up. I was at the moment kneeling down, tying Chris's shoe. Chris patted my head, giggling.

"I want this house."

I sighed. "It's still in Arizona."

"I know." Max smiled. "It's big and cheap."

"Yeah because of all the work I'm going to have to do on it."

Max's gaze shifted from her new dream house to me. "Please Fang?"

"I don't know Max."

"Nudge likes it. Right Nudge?" Max looked at the girl who was listening to a brand new Ipod I had gotten her for her birthday. It was even better than my Mp3 player! "Nudge!"

"What?" She pulled on earbud out.

"Tell Fang that you want this house."

"Yeah it's…super." She then put the earbud back in, tuning us out.

"See?" Max picked up Chris once I was done tying her shoe. "You like it, don't you baby?"

Chris looked at Max. "No!"

Max closed her eyes. "Well…her vote doesn't count anyways!"

"And why not?" I took Chris from Max.

"Fang, I want this house." Max was clearly done messing around.

"Is it in our price range?"

"Yep."

"But Max, you need to add in all the renovations that I'll have to-"

"I have." Max smiled. "Plus, since it needs all the changes, it's really low."

I looked around the living room. "Yeah but it has six bedrooms."

"One for us, one for Chris, one for Nudge, one for the baby, one for the dog, and then a guest bedroom."

"Wait, I never said that we could have a baby and a dog."

Max rolled her eyes. "Fang, come on. I want this house! If we don't get it someone else will."

"Max-"

"Fang, I really want this one." She turned to a table in the room and picked up one of the brochures as another couple who was looking at the house walked in from the hallway. This was all my fault since I wanted to go to the stupid open house. I thought that Max would see how rundown this place is and decide to just give up looking at houses completely. Okay so that wasn't the best idea but hey.

"Let's talk in the car." Nudge interrupted. "Let's go eat while we're at it."

"Are you paying for your own meal?" I asked.

"No."

"Then you can wait." I looked at Max. "Max, just wait till we get home and we'll talk about it. Deal?"

"Whatever." She walked past me and out the door. Nudge shrugged and followed. I looked down at Chris.

"I have a feeling that we'll be living here pretty soon."

Chris smiled. "No!"


August

"Max, it's senior year!" Nudge yelled.

"So? That doesn't change that fact that you live in this apartment and are going to help us move."

It was the end of the month and we were now moving into our new house. Yep, Max made me see that we needed that house…and she said she would cut off sex until I agreed. It wasn't a tough decision. Then it took forever to fix it up. I had to get some help from a few guys that I know and Gazzy helped when Dr. Martinez made him.

"Yeah but there's a party tonight."

"Yeah and tomorrow is Chris's birthday." I butted in. "You get her a present?"

"What?"

"Exactly. And if Max tells you that you're doing something, you do it."

"This is bullshit!" I hate all you guys!" And Nudge was out the door. Max looked at me.

"I expect you and Chris to be ready by the time I get home from work."

"We will. Right Chris?" I nodded my head and Chris mimicked me.

"Ight!"

Max sighed. "Fine. And make sure that Nudge comes home from school today."

"Sure thing Max."

"And that Chris eats some sort of fruit today."

"Of course."

"And behave."

"Alright."

"And-"

"Max just go!"

Max sighed and walked over to us. She kissed Chris on the head. "Bye Chris."

"No!"

Max rolled her eyes and the kissed me. "I'm serious Fang. Be ready."

"Fine. Bye bitch!"

Max sent me another look before walking out of the apartment. I waited a minute before speaking.

"Finally!" I sat Chris on the ground and then stood up. "Come on Chris. Breakfast time."

Chris followed me into the kitchen. "Beakfest ime!"

"Yep." I grabbed a cereal box off the fridge. "Aunt Max said you needed fruit so…how about fruit loops?"

Chris smiled. "Yes!"

'Good." I reached down to pick her up. I sat her down on the counted while I made pored us some cereal. She liked it dry so that meant that I didn't even have to open the fridge door. Yes! Now I picked her up in one arm, the cereal in the other and made my way to the living room. I sat her down on one side of me, the cereal in my lap. Chris grabbed some and then smiled at me. I smiled back, also eating some.


Max's POV

"You know, I'm really starting to think that this wedding isn't going to happen in November." I said to Jenny as I wiped down a table. Some kid had nicely spilt their drink and the freaking parents didn't tell me. Assholes…

Jenny sighed as she counted her tips. "I think that the weddings off."

"Why do you say that?"

Jenny shrugged. "No reason."

"Tell me."

She sighed. "Roger's just not the guy for me after all."

I rolled my eyes. Here we go again. "What'd he do this time?"

"Nothing!"

"Jen."

"Well…I think that he's seeing someone else."

Really? Shocking. Not. "No."

"Yes! Can you believe that?"

I shook my head. "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know. What would you do if Fang was cheating on you?"

"I don't know. I doubt that I'll ever be put in that position."

Jenny sighed. "Well you're no help."


Fang's POV

"And that, Chris, is why we must make sure Max never, ever, finds this box."

"Yeah." Chris agreed.

"Because if she does, she will find all these ugly clothes that she insists on wearing." I tossed a pair of baggy jeans in there, which seemed at home with the sweatpants and horrible shirts her mother had bought her over the years. "And then she'll start the questions and we can't have that, can we?"

Chris climbed into the box and sat down. She giggled. "Pay?"

"Nope." I picked her up. "After this, we're going to eat lunch. Sound good?"

"Yeah." That was Chris's new thing. Now, not only does she tell Max no, but she also now say yeah to anything I say.

"I thought you would say that." I gave Max's side of the closet one last skim before closing it. "Hard to believe that we'll be moving soon, huh?"

"Yeah." Chris crawled into my lap as I sat down on the floor next to the closet.

"A lot of great things happened here, you know."

Chris looked up at me and reached for my hat. "Mine!"

I sighed, taking it off and setting it on her head. She smiled and took it off.

"That's a very expensive hat, Chris. Don't chew on it." She looked at me. "Okay so it's not expensive but it means something to me. Max got it for me a long time ago. When we still lived with Dr. Martinez. You know, during the time period that I call the dark ages."

"Yeah." Chris licked my favorite hat and then made a disgusted face.

"Chris! I told you not to do that!"

Chris spit and held the hat in my face. "Foo now?"

I sighed, taking my hat back. "Yeah Chris."

"Yaa!" She got out of my lap and ran out of the bedroom. I sighed, following. She was in the kitchen, waiting for me. I walked in there and opened the fridge.

"Sandwiches." I mumbled, taking the lunchmeat out of the fridge. "That good with you, Chris?"

"Yeah." She held onto my pants leg the whole time I made the food. She wanted me to pick her up but I just ignored her. Once I was done, I looked down at her.

"Let go Chris."

"No!"

"Chris."

She let go, a pouty look on her face. I smiled at her, walking into the living room. I sat down on the couch, setting the two plates on the coffee table. Chris stayed in the kitchen, arms crossed, glaring at me. I'm not sure if she's acting like Nudge or Max but either way, it is not a good sign.

"Come here Chris."

She walked slowly over to me, still pouting. I picked her up, setting her in my lap. Then I grabbed my baseball cap off my head and put it on hers. She giggled. There, everything's fixed. To bad things aren't like that with Max and Nudge.


Max's POV

I opened the door and walked in. Fang was sleeping on the couch with Chris sleeping on his chest. I walked over to them and saw that her hair needed to be combed, which I was not doing, and Fang was still wearing what he had on yesterday. I thought I told him to be ready!

"Fang, get up. Now!"

He opened his eyes and when they settled on me, he smiled. "Hey Max."

Chris yawned, looking at me also. "Hi An-Ax."

"Fang her hairs not even done! I told you to be ready."

Fang squinted. "Max, you're too loud. We'll be ready in an hour. Plus, Nudge called and said that she would be here in about an hour. So it evens out."

"That's not the point! I told you to do something and you blatantly disobeyed me!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was a dog that did whatever you say!"

"You only have been since we were five!"

"Rawr!" Chris growled at me, jumping up. "Me An-Ax."

"Fang!"

"What? I didn't teach her to do that…not on purpose at least."

I took a deep breath. "Fang, just go get you and Chris ready. We have a lot of stuff the move over there."

"Yeah, whatever." Fang stood up, walking into the bedroom, Chris right behind him. I sighed before heading in there too. I went over to my closet and saw a box laying on the floor.

"Fang?" I asked as I opened it. "Why are my favorite jeans in this box?"

Fang looked over from where he was trying to accomplish something with Crystal's frizz. "Oh that? Uh…just putting your stuff away for you."

"Oh. Thanks." I pulled the jeans out. "But I need these today."

"Hmm." Fang went back to Chrisa's hair issue. I say that we get it cut again. Nudge doesn't want to so we're leaving it. But Nudge doesn't have to freaking comb it! I don't know why I have to take care of her daughter! And apparently, I can't even get freaking dog. Nudge gets a baby, Jenny gets to get married, and what do I get? Okay so I'm getting a house but still!

"So Fang, what did you do today?"

Fang gave me a funny look. "What?"

"I asked what you did today."

"Max, are you feeling okay?"

"Yes! Now tell me what you did today."

"Played with Chris, slept, watched the Diamondbacks get their asses kicked, took another nap, and-"

"You know what I did?" I didn't let him answer. "I listened all about Jenny's wedding!"

Fang finally gave up on bushing out her hair fully got up. "Really?"

"Yes." I said as he walked out of the room. He came back a moment later with a pick.

"This ought to work." He mumbled. He then proceeded to pick out her hair, turning it into a puffball.

"Fang-"

"Shhh." He got up again and went into Nudge's bedroom. He came back a second later with two rubber bands. Chrisa, who had been crying the whole time since she really hated getting her hair done, looked at Fang with wonder as he pulled half her hair into his hand and put a rubber band around it. He then did the same with the other side of her hair. He looked back at me. "See? Perfect."

They were uneven and the rubber bands were old and would probably break soon. "Whatever Fang."

"You're just jealous that you didn't think of it first!"

"No, I'm mad that Nudge isn't here yet so that she could have done it!" I took a deep breath. "Just go take a shower."

Fang lifted his arm and smelt it. "Smells good."

"Does not."

"Does to."

"Fang, I had to sleep next to you. I know that you need a shower."

"Maybe it wasn't me. Maybe it was you."

"I highly doubt that."

"Well I lowly doubt that."

"Spell doubt."

"D-O-U-T."

"Nope."

"Yes it is!"

"No. there's a B in between the U and T."

"Liar."

"I am not!"

Fang looked down at Chris. "Do you think Aunt Max is right?"

She looked at me. "No."

"Fang she says that to anything that has my name in it!"

"Fine." He looked back down at the person that he cared for the most. I resisted an eye roll. "Chris, do you think I'm right? Huh?"

She smiled. "Yeah."

Fang looked at me. "See? Even the kid agrees with me."

I couldn't take it anymore. "Fang I ask you to do one thing and you don't! I call you out on it and you try to mock with some baby? Just forget helping me with the stuff. I'll get Gazzy to do it."

"I'll do it. It's just that I don't need a shower."

"Fang, it's not that. It's just that you don't do what I tell you!"

Fang took a deep breath before picking up Crystal. "Clearly, something is bothering you and I don't know, nor honestly care what, so Chris and I will be in the living room. You can continue your fight with yourself by yourself."


Fang's POV

Nudge showed up…two hours later! Max was already done taking all the boxes and was over there, unpacking.

"Hey Fang." The girl greeted walking through the door. "Where's Max?"

"Unpacking some stuff. Where the hell were you?"

"I got busy."

"With?"

"Homework."

I looked down at Chris. "Do you believe her?"

Chris looked up at me. "Yeah."

I nodded. "Fine, we believe you. I need you to watch Chris."

"It's her bedtime isn't it?"

I nodded. "You're going to bathe her and then put her to bed. And Chris is going to behave. Aren't you baby?"

Chris smiled at me. "Yes!"

"And you know what Chris? Tomorrow is your birthday! We get cake and presents!"

Chris clapped her hands while I sat her down on the floor. I stood up from the couch and went into the bedroom. I got my car keys and wallet before walking back into the living room. Nudge was texting and Chris was playing with her toys. Did I trust Nudge? No. Do I want her to stay with Chris by themselves? No. Do I want her to stay with Chris period? Nope. But I have to figure out what's up with Max so…

"Rules." I said, standing in front of Nudge.

"Fang, I am not a baby. I'm practically grown!"

"Yeah and that's what makes the way you act even scarier. Now, about the rules-"

"I know, I know. No boys, long phone calls, ignoring your calls or texts, no loud music, Chris needs to be in bed on time, if she gets sick call you, and if you ever, and you mean ever, find out that I am drinking or smoking anything, legal or not, while I am around Crystal, you will kill me with your bare hands." She looked up from her phone for the first time, looking me in the eyes. "That everything?"

"Yeah." I picked Chris up and kissed head. "Bye-bye Crystal. I'll see you in the morning."

"Go bye-bye?" She asked, looking at me.

"I am, not you." I sat her back down. "Behave."

"No!" She grabbed my leg. "No go."

"Yes go." I removed her from around me. "You got to go to sleep anyways."

I walked out the door, ignoring her cries. I won't feel good until I go to that house, get Max feeling better again, and am able to check on Chris. I do not like leaving her with Nudge at all. Max has better have a legitimate problem or else I'm going to pissed.

I got to the house about an hour later. I parked behind Max's car in the driveway before going up to the house. I had yet to get a second key made so I hoped that she just left it unlocked. She did.

"Max!" I yelled as I walked into the house. "Where are you?"

"In our bedroom!"

I went down the hall. I had already planned for the bedroom right next to our room to be Chris's but Max says that it's going to be the 'baby's room'. I really don't want a baby. I really don't. Babies cry, poop, and sleep. I went through that once, realized that I don't like it, and plan to not have to go through it again. I walked into the bedroom and saw Max putting stuff into the closet.

"Hey." I said, looking around. It was a nice bedroom…hell it was a nice house! But…I like where we live. Guess that don't matter now…

"Hey." Max turned to face me. "Where's Crystal?"

"With Nudge."

"Oh." Her face had a shocked expression on it. "I'm impressed."

"With what?"

"You left Chris with Nudge and don't even seem that upset."

"I am. I'm just hiding it."

"Hmm." Max turned back to the box of clothes and the hangers that sat next to them. "You came to help?"

"No. I came to check on you." I crossed my arms. "And when I got here, the door was unlocked! Anyone could have got you!"

Max turned to face me, an amused smile on her face. "Anyone?"

"Yes an-" She grabbed my arm. "Hey!"

She twisted it, pulling it behind my back. "Please, even you couldn't hurt me."

"You want to bet?"

"Bring it on."

I kicked her hard in the shin with my right foot. Not as hard as I could but hard enough that it would leave a burse.

"OW!" She let go of my hand. I don't think that she thought that I would honestly do that. She's so cute yet so naive…

"What was that about not hurting you?" I asked, smiling as Max glared at me.

"Wait till I tell Mom about this." Max shook her head, walking slowly away from me. "I can only guess what she'd say."

"She won't say anything." I took a step towards her.

"Oh? And why is that?"

"Because, bitch, I would kill you before I let you tell others that I beat you."

Max smiled a knowing smile. "You would?"

"Yep."

"Then I guess I have to kill you first!" She lunged at me but I just grabbed her, pushing her down onto the ground before getting over her. I sat on top of her, holding her wrists above her head, and looked down at her.

"Sorry, not this time bitch."

"Let me up!"

"Nope." I put more pressure on her wrists, just so that she would squirm more. It worked.

"Fang let me up!"

"Only when you say that I am your master."

"Fang-"

"Say it."

"No!"

I shrugged, leaning down, my face almost touching her face. "Then suffer the consequences."


Max's POV

"We should, like, go now."

Fang pulled my back to him as I tried to get up. "No."

"Fang, really, it's late."

Fang shrugged. "Why's it matter? We live here, remember?"

"No, we're moving here." I forced my way out of his arms and started gathering my clothes. "Aren't you like, worried about Chris?"

Fang sighed, sitting up. "Yeah but…"

"But?" I put on my bra.

"Having sex in an empty house, on the floor is a lot of fun." Fang tossed me my underwear. "I kind of miss having a house all to ourselves."

"That problem's easy to fix." I mumbled. What? It's not that I don't want Chris and Nudge around it's just…I don't know. It feels like Fang and I are Chris's parents and Nudge is the aunt, not the other way around.

"Max." Fang sighed, standing. "Even if they did leave, you want another baby right? We won't be alone then."

I rolled my eyes and I pulled on my pants. "I just said that I wanted a baby because I knew you would flip out. I was hoping to get a ring out of it but a house? I'm a better actor than I thought!"

Fang pulled his jeans on. "You mean you don't really want a baby?"

"Hmmm…no I guess not." I looked at him. "But I do want a dog."

"Whatever."


September

Fang's POV

"Finally." Max mumbled under her breath as Gasman and I sat the couch down.

"Sorry Max, if lifting a couch and moving it around until you found a spot that you liked took a lot out of you, who just stood there and told me what to do. Please forgive me."

Max ignored me. "Okay, now you guys are done!"

I looked around. The TV was in one of those fancy TV holder thingies that if you asked Max what it was, I'm sure she would have an answer but I'm Fang, so be glad that I'm even describing it. Then there was the couch, the chair…oh and we got a table for the kitchen! Yeah…on second thought, I don't feel like describing things.

"Good." I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a coke. "Now can I go get food?"

"Yeah." Max sighed. "Gazzy? Do you want Fang to take you home?"

"No. I'll fly."

"Gasman, if Fang's going to pass over there, why would you fly?"

"I just want to."

"Just let him take you."

"No."

"Gazzy."

"Max."

I rolled my eyes. "Look, I've got to go. We left Nudge alone at the apartment with Chris and I want to get them and the last of the things before the sun goes down. He wants to fly, let him."

I walked out door and got into Max's truck. I drove to the apartment for the final time and got out. I walked into the apartment and saw Chris on the floor, playing with her blocks. Nudge was on the floor by her, you guessed it, texting.

"Let's go Nudge." I said, getting down on the floor and picking up the blocks along with Chris's help.

"Now?"

"Yes."

She sighed, standing. "Fine."

"You'd get all your stuff?" I asked, standing. I went into Max's and my room, making sure that we got everything before picking Chris up.

"Yeah." She grabbed her purse. "Weird thinking that we'll never be back here, right?"

I shrugged. "I guess."

Chris patted my head. "Hat?"

"I don't have it Chris. Sorry." I kissed her head. "Say bye-bye to the house."

"Why?"

"Because we aren't coming back."

"Oh." Chris smiled. "Bye-bye."

"Can we go now?" Nudge asked.

"Yeah. Carry Chris's box of blocks. I have to go turn in the keys. Can you take Chris to the car?"

"Yeah."

I sat Chris on the ground. "I'll be right there Chris."

She looked up at me. "Bye-bye house?"

"Yep."

Chris nodded. "Bye-bye house!"

"Come on Crystal!" Nudge yelled, walking out of the door.

"Go." I gave her a little push. Chris giggled, running after Nudge.

"Mommy!"

I smiled as she ran after Nudge and then sighed, looking at the empty apartment. So many things have happened here. The good, the bad, and, of course, great sex. In a way, it's kind of hard to leave. I shook my head. I like it here. I really do. Why do I have to move? Max doesn't even want a baby anymore! Though, after all that work I put into the new house, I'm kind of ready to move in. I took one last look around, taking in everything for the last time. This was the end of one chapter but the start of another.


Max's POV

"Stop!" I pushed him away. I was trying to email Ella but Fang had other plans.

"No." He kissed my head. "Come on. It's our first night in the new house."

"And that is exactly why we can't start having sex."

"That makes no sense."

"Yes it does." I pushed Fang again. "This is also Chrisa's first night. That means that she'll be in here in a second, scared of a monster."

"You project too much."

"Fang, stop it."

"Why? Because you know if I keep going, you can't stop."

"No." I said flatly, pushing him back again. "What happened to staying on our own sides of the bed?"

Fang opened his mouth to speak but Chrisa's sudden wailing cut him off. I smiled at him.

"What?"

"Nothing. Just that I was right." I looked back at the laptop screen. "Go get her."

Fang jumped up, running out of the room as Chrisa yelled, "Un-Fay-g!"

About a minute later, Fang walked back into the room, carrying his baby. She had her head laid on his shoulder, still crying. I sighed, closing the laptop.

"What's wrong Chrisa?"

Fang kissed her head. "There's something in her room. I told you that we shouldn't move here."

I chose to ignore Fang. "There's nothing in there Crystal."

She looked up at Fang. "Stay?"

"Yep." He laid her down on the bed. I sent him a glare and he smiled sheepishly. "At least until we track down the monster in your closet."

"Gee, did you try the closet."

"You are not helping Max!"

Crystal crawled into my lap. "Scared."

I kissed her head. "You can stay tonight but tomorrow, you and Uncle Fang get to go and find your so called monster. Deal?"

"No."

"Chrisa."

"No."

I used the eye roll that I had reserved for being told no. "Just go to sleep."

Fang took the laptop off the bed and sat it on the floor. "Fine. We'll all go to sleep."

"Fang I was-"

Fang shrugged. "Good night Maximum."

I used the eye roll that I had reserved for Fang. See, I have certain ones for every occasion. That happens when you deal with all the crap I have to.

"Fang-"

"Night bitch." He turned off the light, pulling of his shirt and getting into bed.

"Fang I'm still in my jeans!"

"Then get out of them."

I groaned, standing up. I got dressed in my night clothes and then got back into the bed. Chrisa had cuddled against Fang who was smiling at her.

"Night Chris." He kissed her head.

"Ni-Ni Un-Fay-g."

"Do I not get a good night?" I asked after a minute.

"I already told you good night bitch."

"Watch your language and I was talking to Chrisa."

Chrisa giggled. "No ni-ni for An-Ax."

"God, she makes me sound like a medicine or a disease." I made a sad face at her back. "That hurts my feelings Chrisa."

"No care."

I made my voice even sadder. "Then I guess that I'll just have to leave-"

"No!" Chrisa turned around and kissed my nose. "Stay. No wet mon-er get yous."

"Fine but can you tell me good night?"

Chrisa smiled at me. "Ni-ni."

"Thank you." I kissed her head before Fang pulled her back to him.

"Now go to sleep." He told her. "We've got plans in the morning."

"What are you guys doing?"

Fang looked at me, he's face serious. "We're going monster hunting."

Fang's POV

"Bye!" Chris yelled as Max walked out the door with Nudge. The both were going to work. Yep, Nudge had a job. She had had it for the past two days, which was a good sign. Not to brag on her or anything but that's one of her longest jobs. I think this one's going to work!

"Okay Chris." I said, causing her to look at me. "We are going monster hunting."

Chris's eyes got big. "No! It get yous!"

"It can't hurt me, Chris." I picked her up. "I'm Uncle Fang, remember?"

Chris nodded. "Yeah."

"Good, now let's go get ready." I walked into her bedroom and sat he down on the floor. "We need a blanket."

Chris got her blanket with Scooby-Doo on it.. "Ere!"

"Thank you." I took it from her. "Okay, now you need…a pillow."

Chris grabbed hers off the bed. "Ere!"

I took it from her. "Thank you. Now we are ready. Come on."

Chris followed me into the living room. She looked at me. "Un-Fay-g!"

"Yes?"

"Mon-er in me cwoset."

"Yes, Chris but the monster hides in different places during the day."

"Oh."

"So you know what this means right?"

"Yeah."

I sighed. "No you don't. Just don't say yeah. Now, what we are going to do is have to find it. Do you know how to find a monster?"

"Yeah."

"How?"

Chris's eyes got big. "Wha?"

"You do understand that yeah means that you know right?"

"Yeah."

I sighed again. This was getting us nowhere. "Anyways, you find a monster by eating. You know, since they're attracted to food."

Chris nodded. "Foo now?"

"Yep." I went into the kitchen. "How about…nachos?"

Chris nodded. "Yeah."

I picked her up and sat her on the counter. "Good think that we think alike. Now you know what else attracts monsters? Baseball."

Chris smiled. "Yeah. Bass bawl."

I made the nachos fast, know that the game would be on soon. It was one o clock and it started at 1:15. I put the plate into the microwave and set the timer. Then I picked up my best friend and carried her into the living room. I sat her down on the couch next to me and turned the game on. Chris laid down on the couch.

"You ready Chris? I am." I looked down at her. "What's your favorite sport?"

"Bass bawl." She said on command. I mean…it's not like I trained her or anything.

"Good girl."

The timer went off and I stood up. I went and got the plate of food. Chris had fallen asleep, so I decided to let her sleep. I put the pillow under her head, kissing her head. I put the blanket over her and sat back down. I ate my nachos while watching the game. It was the second inning with Chris woke up. She looked at me.

"Get mon-er?"

"Yep. You should have seen it Chris. It ran at you but I jumped on it. And…told it that it couldn't stay here anymore. That this was Chris's and Fang's house so it had to go move. It cried so I gave some nachos and it went and packed it's bag."

Chris nodded. "No mo mon-er?"

"Nope."

She laid her head back down. "Tam win?"

It took me a second to decode what she had said. "No. The games still on."

Chris nodded, going back to sleep.


November

"So?"

"So it pisses me off when you blow me off because you wanted to take Chris to the park!"

"I called and told you that we were canceling."

"Yeah, once I was already at the restaurant waiting!"

"You shouldn't have gotten there so early."

I closed my eyes, counting to ten under my breath. "Fang, I can't take this anymore!"

"Take what?"

"You treating Chris like she's the center of the universe."

"I'm sorry, did she take your place?"

I made a face at him. "I am so close to-"

"So close to what?" Fang asked. "Breaking up with me because I care about Chris? I doubt it."

I stared at him for a moment, choosing to pick my battles, and ran off into the bedroom, slamming the door behind me. I laid down on the bed, tossing Fang's pillow off. I hate him.

He walked into the room, looked at his pillow on the floor and then at me. "Max, grow up."

"Fuck you."

Fang shook his head, sighing. He closed his eyes, as if thinking and then looked back at me. "Look, this is about not taking you out right? Let's go out now and-"

I threw my pillow at him. "Are you that stupid?"

"What?" He caught the pillow easily. "This is about going out and I'm offering to take you out now. Come on."

"This is not just about you canceling on me!"

"The what is this about?"

"Everything!" I held my breath.

"Care to elaborate?"

"Care to spell elaborate?"

Fang stared at me for a moment. "I came in here to fix whatever's bothering you, not get insulted."

"Too late."

Fang walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I then heard the front door open and slam. He wants to walk out? Fine. I stood up and went to the front door, locking it. Then he won't get back in.


Fang's POV

Three days. Three fucking days. It had been three days since my fight with Max and I still wasn't allowed back into the house. Right now, I'm staying at some hotel, calling Max, only to get her voice mail. You know what sucks the worst? I didn't really even do anything that bad! If she wanted to break up, she could at least use one of the good reasons!

I have called Nudge too but she just let's me talk to Chris, which is the one up side. Right now, Chris's just thinks that I'm at work…for three days. I have a bad feeling that once I do get back in the house, she's going to throw a fight when ever I have to leave for work and it's all Max's fault.

At the moment, I'm laying on the bed, thinking. What did I do wrong? All I did was cancel one stupid lunch! And I offered to take her out later! I personally think that Max is just being a big bitch but whatever. My opinion never counts. It's not fair!


Max's POV

"Let's go out."

I looked up from my tower. "Nudge, it's seven. Chris has to go to bed in ten minutes."

"Crystal, do you want to go out?" Nudge asked her, right as Chris knocked over my tower.

"Yes!"

"See?" Nudge pulled me up, away from the blocks. "Let's go…get ice cream!"

"Yeah!" Chris jumped up. "Ow Cem."

I sighed. "Nudge, I really just want to-"

"To what? Mop about Fang?"

"No!"

"Look, you're the one that won't let him back into the house."

"Yeah because he's-" I looked down at Chris, who stared back up at me. She had heard Fang's name, which always made her listen extra carefully. I smiled down at Chrisa. "Go get your shoes, sweetie, so that we can leave."

Crystal nodded, running off. Nudge looked at me. "You know that he loves you. He's just…confused."

"How is he confused?"

"He thinks that loving Chris is the same as loving you."

"How could he even think that?"

"Think about it Max!" Nudge took a deep breath. "Who wanted to keep Chris?"

"Me."

"Who didn't?"

"Fang. But what does-"

"I'm not done yet!" Nudge's took another breath. "He thinks that he's making it up to you by taking care of her…plus, under it all, Fang's a softie. He likes babies."

"Yeah but-"

"Weady!" Chrisa yelled, running back into the room, her shoes in her hands.

I picked her up and sat her on the couch. "Chrisa stop kicking your feet so I can put them on."

Chrisa giggled. "Sowey."

I rolled my eyes. She probably wanted to hit me in the head with them. "There! All done."

"Yeah!" Chris jumped up. Ow Cem!"

"Yep." I said, standing. I then put her jacket on. "Ready Nudge?"

"Yeah." She picked up Crystal, putting her phone in her pocket.

Chrisa smiled. "Ow cem!"

"If you don't quiet yelling, you won't get any."

Chrisa frowned, laying her head on Nudge's shoulder. We got into the car and I was going to get in the front but Chris freaked out.

"No! An-Ax, sit wid me!"

"Chris, I've got to drive.'

"No!"

"I can drive!" Nudge took the keys from me, smiling.

I sighed. "Fine."

"Yay!" Nudge got in the drivers seat and I got in the back with Chris.

"Hi." Chrisa smiled at me.

I smiled back. "Hi."

"Un-Fay-g come?"

"No. He doesn't want any ice cream."

"Oh."

We drove in silence for a few seconds before Crystal spoke again.

"Mommy?"

"Yeah?" Nudge asked, stopping at a light.

"I wike chalk-et ow cem."

"I know." Nudge went forward as the light turned green. I happened to look to my left, out the window when I saw the eighteen-wheeler. It was going full blast and it didn't look like it was going to stop.

"Nudge!" I yelled as the next minutes blurred before my eyes. I know for sure that the truck it us. I know for sure that Crystal was crying. I know that everything was loud. And I know that I was hurting. But, after only one more second, I blacked out.