A/N: LMFAOWROTFCF!!
Iggy: (confused) WTH?
Me: Laughing My Freaking Ass Off While Rolling On The Freaking Carpeted Floor!
Iggy: And why are you laughing?
Me: I just love making people rip their hair out of their scalp because of curiousity. And itching anticipation. And hate me for leaving them cliffies. Yeah... (sighs)
Max: You know, you could've told them what distracted Fang. That would lower the number of people with bald spots on their scalp.
Me: No way! That's the best part of the job!
Iggy: You're an evil, evil, little kid. (shakes head)
Me: I thought that was my brother. Oh, well. That's a change.
Chapter 28
Fang POV
1. Fang + talking = weird Fang.
2. Fang + talking = Max growling.
See the equations above? Well, those two are different. Let me explain.
Let's start with number 1.
You know me as someone who doesn't really talk. So, if you add me and talking, you get a weird answer. Really. My siblings freak out when I talk too much. Yeah.
On with the next equation.
Sometimes, my talking too much gets me into trouble. Like right now. Apparently, Max found out about me being distracted. Yes, there are also disadvantages to me talking, you know.
What happened was something like this...
It was almost six in the afternoon when I got home from track practice. Iggy and Gazzy left me after they finished showering. Damn them. So I have to walk home.
It was pure torture. I have to bring home my gym bag full of my track shorts, t-shirts that weren't washed for two weeks, my running shoes and funky-smelling towels. Hey, don't judge me. I'm just a normal teenage-boy coming through adolescence. Guys are like that.
Anyways, with my earphones on and my iPod playing The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus loud, I didn't hear the footsteps behind me. I'm almost at my house when someone grabbed me from behind and sprayed me with chloroform. Of course, I inhaled it and I passed out.
Oh, snap!
(Sorry... Moving on...)
It was a dark and stormy night... I know, cliché. And yes, it's not stormy. It's just dark.
I looked at my surroundings. Deja vu. No duh. But something's wrong.
I'm tied up.
No, really. I am. Ropes were tied tight around my wrists and behind the back of tha chair and feet and my abdomen was tied up against a chair. So, basically, I'm sitting down.
There wasn't a single light in the room. That's why I said that cliché. I tried twisting my body, but the ropes seemed to get tighter and tighter! And it burns my skin!
I must've made a ruckus because the door opened. No, slammed open. The light blinded me, so I squinted to see the person at the door.
"Why did you kidnapped me?" I sneered to my kidnapper.
Oops. Wrong line to say.
Max came to view.
WTF?
Double WTF?!
"Max?"
She just grinned. But not the grin that made me wanna kiss her. No. It was a grin that makes me wanna curl myself into a tight ball underneath my bed. Yeah. Bad grin.
She was also holding a flashlight in her hand. She turned it on and flashed it right to my eyes.
Again, it blinded me. "Ugh! Turn it off!" I yelled.
She didn't. She just moved it away from my eyes. Her grin faded, followed by a frown. And a glare.
"Do you know why you're here?" She asked me softly.
Now, I feel like I'm in a CSI rerun. I'm talking about those parts where CSIs interrogate the suspect. You know, the one with the mirror where the CSIs can see what's going on and I can't see them? Yeah. That. And with handcuffs. Does handcuffs hurt? (Random... Ignore.)
I shook my head.
Max continued. "Well, I just happen to know why! You want to know why?" She didn't wait for me to answer. "Because I heard something about you!" She faked a smile. And moved closer to me until we were nose-to-nose. "You know what it is?" Her breath smells like hazelnut and chocolate.
I didn't get to answer her because I was busy smelling her chocolate-y breath. She continued like I wasn't even there. She moved away. Then turned back. Her face was serious. "What's up with you and this whole 'Forever imprinted in my mind' thing?" She said through her clenched teeth.
Oooohh. I like this whole jealous side of her. It made her look feisty and hot! Getting back to the MAIN topic, I'm caught.
Remember when I was almost late from school and I said that something distracted us? Well... Max has got to do with it. No freaking duh.
"Well?" She said, impatiently. She put her hands on her hips. She tapped her foot. She glared down at me while I try to think of a lie.
That's not going to work. "I was distracted." I said, plainly.
"Really?" She replied, sarcastically. "Tell me the truth."
I shook my head. I can't tell her! I can't even tell you what made me distracted! "Well, if you're going to be so stubborn, looks like I have to get it out of you. The hard way." I swallowed loudly.
Oh, no. She's going to cut off each of my fingers! Or, slap me in the face until I cry for mercy!
Or maybe sit in my lap and seduce me.
Yep. That's what she did. She sat on my lap, and twined her arms around my neck. Good God. "Will you tell me now?" She asked softly. Her eyes were laughing. My conscience was squirming inside of me. He said I just need to tell her the truth.
No, no, no, no, no!!! I shook my head vigorously. She whispered in my ear. Her warm breath tickled my ear. "How about now? You know you're going to give in..." Let me tell you, she was definitely smiling now.
Sweat broke out on my forehead. Shit, shit, shit!!! I'm having this urge to kiss her. And touch her body! But how can I? I'm tied up to this chair! Oh, she's good...
She teased me by kissing the corners of my lips. "Can you tell me now? You're sweating, did you know that?"
Help me God! Help me! Now! "You know, you're so stubborn." She said, as a matter-of-factly.
"You too." I answered. Good thing it didn't came out in a squeak or that would've humiliated me.
"Tell me now and all this would be over." Over my freaking sweating dead body. Like I'm going to let all of this be over! But I don't like it at the same time. She's making me squirm like a little girl!
Max sighed loudly. Her arms left my neck bare again. She got off my lap and paced. "You know, you're making this so, so damn hard. Just tell me what distracted you and I'll kiss you."
Good proposition. But I'll have to decline. Don't you just love seeing Max jealous and really mad? Well, heck, I do.
"Fine." Her eyes lit up. She walked over to the door to open the lights.
Vampire instincts kicks in! Oh, I don't get to be a vampire? It's a free country! I can compare myself to whatever I like!
I squeezed my eyes shut hard. "Open your stupid 'vampire' eyes, Fang." Max said. I opened them but I still squinted. "Tell me now."
I took a deep breath and let it out. "I saw someone," Max cocked her eyebrows. "Yes, a girl." Now her brows went up higher.
Before I can tell Max, I'll tell you. Deep breaths... This is hard, you know! It's not easy.
When we left for school, we used Iggy's silver Lexus. I argued because I didn't like driving Iggy's little car. I mean, how can you even see the road in front of you if the windows are tinted so dark? He even thought it was cool. Dumb ghost...
Anyway, we used the road to the park. And as usual, I argued because I wanted to go to school early. Iggy was being a stubborn butt. And guess who I saw?
Why do you always guess the wrong person?
It's Max! MAX! M-A-X! Tch.
I saw her in her jogging suit. And as in, in her sports bra and athletic shorts. And by bra, I mean, bra that doesn't cover her whole body. Just half. And by shorts, I mean, they fell mid-thigh. No. No. Higher than mid-thigh. That short.
Her body glistened with sweat. I was right. She does have abs. Her body was tan-ish in color. She's a lean mean machine. The car was now traveling less than 5 mph. We were staring at Max.
I wouldn't have been more thankful for the dark-tinted windows. Because she saw us. Not us. But the car. She slowed down and glared.
Well, instincts took hold. We sped up and went to school.
With the image of Max in that clothing imprinted in my mind.
Forever.
Well, I told you what happened. I need to tell Max.
"I saw-" I didn't get to finish the sentence because... Well... This next thing happened.
SMACK!!!
Max slapped me across the face. I felt my neck snap to the side. And my cheek burn...
"What was that for?" I told her. Anger coarsed through my veins.
"I already heard you! You don't have to tell me twice!" She yelled at me. Then glared daggers.
"But I-"
"No! Don't tell it again!"
"Max I-"
"Shut up! OK, OK! I already know you saw a girl!"
"You're the one I saw, Max!"
"I said, SHUT UP!" She looked at me funny. "What?"
"I said, I saw you. Only you." Her face softened. She walked over to me.
"Really?"
I nodded. "Would I do this if I saw another girl?"
"Do what?" She was confused.
"This."
I crashed my lips to hers. "Untie me."
I didn't have to ask her for an answer. She just did and we...
Yeah. Everything worked out.
Except for one thing.
One bad thing.
A/N: CLIFFIE! YEY!!! Happy Earth Day to all! Don't forget to reduce, reuse and recycle! 3
Max: Yep. RnR?
