Author's Note:Okay, well there's some suggestive content in here. Also if you think what Max and Fang do is over the top, oh well. They are 18 in this story. Also updates might be scattered. I have to finish my last summer reading book because i put it off and my grandma had a stroke and is now in the hospital, while I was on vacation. So sorry if updates randomly stop. I will try my best though.
Also warning! Max is very very angsty in the first part, so much so that you probably want to just slap her and tell her to get a grip on herself. Enjoy :)
Excessive swearing!
Max POV (right after she ran from Fang's room)
I ran. I just ran. I wasn't growing tired so I just kept running. I'm not sure what i was running from. Maybe I was running from the realization that Fang had left me, that he had broken his promise. Maybe I was running because I knew my mom would never come back. Maybe I was running because I was unhappy with my new life. Maybe I was running because I was to afraid to fly.
I finally stopped when I could see water up ahead, I had ran to the coast about 8 miles away. I walked slowly towards the beach, my mind void of all thoughts. I didn't even know what to think. It was probably about one in the morning now.
I stepped onto the soft sand and breathed in deeply. The sea reminded me of my mom. The mom who had died just three days ago. But, it also reminded me of fang, the boy who just three days ago I poured my heart out too. The boy who promised he would always be there for me. The boy I loved with everything I had, the boy who had left me as my body slowly changed into a genetic mutant.
The deep sadness inside me was still there. I had no feeling except depression, but that wasn't what I wanted. What I wanted was to feel pain. Real, physical, pain that would stop the pain inside me. I wanted to hurt, I wanted to escape. I looked around at the beach and then I saw it: a jagged, cracked shell.
I slowly picked it up and twirled it in my hand. 'Are you really going to do this?' My conscience seemed to ask. 'Think of Iggy, Angel, your father.' I sighed. I loved them, but what would hurting myself do to them.
I slowly extended my left arm so that the moonlight hit it directly. Then I placed the tip of the shell in the middle. The depression was to much, I needed to do this.
With that final thought I dug the shell into my arm and dragged it upwards. I gasped in pain as blood immediately started pouring out of the wound.
FANG POV (when he find out its Max)
I sprinted over to her body which lay face first in the sand. No, no, no, no, no. Not Max, not Max. I gently flipped her onto her back and nearly felt like crying when I saw here. Her face was tear-stained and covered in sand. But I couldn't see where the blood was coming from. I lifted the sweatshirt she was wearing over her head and then gasped: her arms.
Both arms had several long, deep cuts, a couple were still even bleeding. I checked her pulse quickly took off my backpack and grabbed a water bottle. I opened it and then quickly took off my shirt. I ripped it into long shreds and wet one of them. First, I wiped away the dried, and the not so dried, blood then wrapped both of her arms in the black material. I wet another piece of cloth and started wiping her face. Right now she looked so, broken,. I bent down and lightly pressed my lips against hers. I sat back and held her in my arms as the sun slowly started rising.
"Max, Max please wake up. I need you. I love you, Max. I never should have left. I need you." I murmured quietly to her. A few moments later her head twitched ever so slightly, then her finger moved a little bit. Then she blinked slowly and opened her eyes. I sighed in relief and hugged her to my chest.
"Max don't scare me like that again." I said miserably. She rolled out of my grasp so fast you wouldn't even believe sh had almost died.
"You bastard." she said. I stood up slowly and looked at her.
"You fucking asshole!" she yelled.
"Max-" I started.
"Shut up!" she ordered. "You fucking left! You said you'd always be there for me and I go to your house 3 days after I confess that I'm fucking in love with you to find a god damned note! Oh! And did I mention it was also three days after I cried my eyes out at my mother's funeral!." she yelled.
"Max I-I thought you wouldn't want me anymore." i said truthfully. She laughed without humor.
"Fang! I love you no matter what! I needed you, Fang. I don't care if your fucking dad turned you into a dinosaur! I'd still love you." she yelled again. "Why would you ever think I would stop loving you just because Jeb gave you wings, like me." she said softly now. She looked down and spread out two huge white and brown wings.
"I'm so sorry." I said. She nodded slowly and stepped towards me.
"I'll always love you, Fang." she said.
Then she kissed me with more passion than ever before and I kissed her back with everything I had as she tangled her hands in my hair.
Max POV
Fang and I didn't go home that day, instead we checked into a hotel.
"One room please." I said to the lady at the counter. She nodded and handed me a key in exchange for my emergency credit card. Fang and I walked up to our room holding hands and I unlocked the door. My eyes widened a little when I saw only one bed. Fang set down his bag and then tossed me a T-shirt and shorts.
"You can wear these." he said.
"Thanks." I said. "I'm gonna go shower." he nodded and I headed to the bathroom. I washed away the dirt. Blood, sand, and sweat from my body and got out of the shower feeling fresh. I dried off then changed into Fang's clothes. I studied the scars on my arms.
Now, I'm not sure why I did it. Before I was just sad and the cutting seemed to help, but then I lost control. But now Fang was back and everything was semi okay again.
I stepped out of the bathroom then let fang take a shower too. He came out a few minutes later in only a pair of black basketball shorts. My eyes widened slightly and I couldn't help but stare as he came over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"You know I love you right?" he asked.
"I love you, too. But never eave me again, I couldn't handle it." I admitted.
"I won't, not ever." he said. I looked up at his dark eyes and couldn't bring myself to look away. I kissed him lightly then and drew back for a second. Then I quickly brought my lips back to his passionately. Soon enough he was leading me backwards and I fell onto the bed with Fang on top of me. I lifted my shirt over y head and tossed it to the side. Fang's eyes widened and he stared at me. I suddenly felt very self conscious.
"You're so beautiful." he whispered, more to himself than to me. I blushed and he brought his lips to mine. I reached for the waist of his shorts and he broke away.
"Max...?" he asked. I nodded.
"I love you, more than anything." I said.
"What about-"
"I've been on the pill since junior year, mom's orders." I said quietly. He nodded once and I pulled him down on top of me.
Author's Note: Okay well, yeah haha. Um I think there's only gonna be 1 or 2 more chapters of this story. I'm pretty sad, this was my first story ever! Wow it's taken me almost a year to write this, sorry guys haha. Please review this chapter. I'm not sure If next chapter will be the last or not.
