Chapter 26
Disclaimer: MR is not my property. It's JP's. But hey, I own this plot line and BFF so, it's all good. ;)
Me: Hey guys!
BFF: Hi!
Me: Thanks for the reviews guys! They were awwwweeeeessssome!
BFF: Yeah. *sneaks a glare at Wander*
Me: Caught that. Don't mind BFF, she's jealous because I hung out with Gabby yesterday and had tons of fun shooting funny videos of the two of us goofing off.
BFF: *huffs*
Me: I pretended to be a zombie. It was cool. *fidgets a bit*
BFF: But you're afraid of zombies, why in the world would you want to act like one?
Me: Making fun of your greatest fears help you to overcome them.
BFF: *acts like a zombie*
Me: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! *runs away*
BFF: *calls out loudly to Wander* Well you're going to have to work on that quite a bit!
Me: Where the heck is my Zombie Killing Button!?
Max's POV
The door opened. Max stiffened and held onto Fang, pulling him away from Dylan. Not wanting to give the monster another chance to hurt him. She leaned over him, shielding his body with her own. Her hair fell over him, tickling his face. Fang shifted slightly, but not enough for Dylan to notice. She could tell Fang desperately wanted to trade places with her, but then they'd both be dead.
Dylan's footsteps came closer and the door shut with a bang that made Max jump. Dylan smirked. She scowled at him.
"Well, Maxi, are you done moping about?" Dylan says. He's not asking, he's commanding she be done. Too bad for him she has never been good with people telling her what to do.
"No, I am sure as hell not done moping about. Now leave me the hell alone you bastard." Max fumed with utter rage. How could he act like Fang's "death" would be nothing to me? I was devastated when I thought I had lost him. Max tugged Fang's limp and heavy form further away from Dylan and laid his upper half across her lap, keeping his head up.
"Well, too bad sweetheart. I'm done waiting." Dylan replied, grabbing a hold of Max's upper arm and attempting to drag her away. Max turned and quickly sunk her teeth into Dylan's hand, forcing the monster to yelp out.
"I told you to leave me alone." Max said spitting Dylan's poisonous blood from her mouth. She could almost feel Fang internally smirking and smirked herself. Serves Dylan right to bleed for what he did.
Dylan turned to her with burning eyes, a psychotic anger consuming him. His arm shot out and grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair and then dragged her away from Fang. Max felt Fang's hand holding tightly onto hers in an attempt to keep Dylan from taking her from him. Thankfully Dylan didn't seem to notice the fact that Fang was not dead, but very much alive.
Her captor ripped her from Fang's grasp and slammed her against the wall, pressing himself against her roughly. His back to Fang. Max vainly tried to push Dylan away, but he was too strong. She screamed out in fear and frustration.
"That's right baby, scream for me." He whispered the revolting words into her ear. She shut her mouth in defiance and struggled more. Fang was quickly getting to his feet behind Dylan, and frantically searched for a weapon. Seeing none, he quietly approached the monster from behind, careful to keep him unaware of his movements.
"I said scream for me!" Dylan shouted in her ear. Max winced from the pain in her ear.
When Max refused to obey him, Dylan wrapped one hand around her wind pipe and began groping her with the other, effectively forcing her to choose between blocking his violations of her or breathing. Any human being would choose breathing. Max's eyes began to brim with tears. Fang where are you?
Then suddenly Dylan wasn't there anymore, but lying in a heap across the room, where Fang had tossed him.
"Don't you dare touch her you mongrel." Fang spat through gritted teeth. Max wheezed in the background, trying to catch her breath.
"Wha—how—how are you—" Dylan stuttered, confusion lacing his features that soon turned into anger. "I killed you!"
"Obviously not." Fang said with a raised eyebrow as if questioning the man's intelligence. That brought a smile to Max's face, seeing Fang speak in a condescending manner to her kidnapper. Simple greatness.
Dylan began to dig around in his pockets, searching for something. Max's eyes widened. His gun.
"Fang! He's got a gun!" She screamed out, but Fang only gave a cocky smile, which both confused and frightened Max.
Dylan let out a frustrated yell and turned to Fang and Max angrily. Then Fang smirked and showed him the gun that was in his hand. Dylan's gun. "Looking for this?" Fang asked, pointing the gun at him. Dylan's eyes widened with fear.
Fang chuckled to himself. "It doesn't feel good does it, being at the other end?"
Max slowly stood up and walked up to Fang, taking his free hand in hers. It was then that Fang seemed to have noticed the chains around Max's wrist. "Where's the key?" Fang asked Dylan, whose face went hard. He refused to answer. Fang's eyes narrowed and he clicked the hammer of the revolver back. (I watched a criminal investigation show one time and the whole thing centered around the fact that a criminal was using a revolver because revolvers don't leave bullet casings behind, I thought that was pretty interesting, so I put it in here as Dylan's gun, you know, since he's a criminal)
He's bluffing. He has to be. Fang would never kill someone, not over something as stupid as a key. But still he was pretty angry. Cooling down the situation would probably be a good idea. I don't want Fang to have to live with the guilt of having killed someone, even someone who deserved it as much as Dylan did.
"Fang," She said, squeezing his hand, he nodded to acknowledge that he heard her. "It's okay, we'll call the police or somebody, the locks won't be too hard to pick." She reasoned with him.
"The key is in my pocket." Dylan said calmly. Max caught something in the monster's eye as he said it and she blocked Fang from going over and taking it from him.
"Don't," She said earnestly to Fang. "I can wait."
"All the phone lines are cut in the house and you don't have a cell phone." Dylan spoke up. Max could tell his confidence was regaining its strength. "How are you going to call the police without leaving little Maxi here defenseless?" He asked, smirking when he said 'defenseless' and putting as much unsaid meaning into it as he could. Max glared at him but couldn't help but shiver.
"He's just trying to get under your skin." She whispered to Fang and he gave her that 'I'm about to burn this guy's ass' look.
"Do you think I'm that stupid Dylan? You are so predictable. You tried to kill me and when you thought I was dead, you brought me straight to where I wanted to go. Straight to Max. You never even bothered to check if I was alive or dead, or to check anything other than my pockets. You're overconfident." Fang lifted up his shoe. "I had a tracker in my shoe this entire time. They already know where we are and they'll be here in minutes."
Fang's POV (I kept going back to Fang's POV when I was writing Max's, so I'm going to just write in Fang's for the rest of the chap)
"Guess I don't have much to loose." Dylan said, almost sadly, before an evil smile cracked across his pale face and his hand wrapped around the chain that was attached to Max's wrist. He jerked the chain back towards him. Max crashed to the ground and Dylan pulled her toward him. Fang dove after her and stopped her progression towards the monster.
The gun was momentarily knocked from Fang's hands. He quickly grabbed it and, noticing he was now too close to use the gun against Dylan without having it taken from him, dismantled it, tossing the parts in all directions.
Dylan let out an angry cry and kicked Fang over as he began to stand up, then he jumped on top of Fang and started wailing on him. Fang blocked most of his blows and lashed out at his attacker. Max tackled Dylan from behind, distracting him long enough to give a chance for Fang to get away. Then Dylan grabbed Max and tossed her into a wall. She let out a soft cry as a few of her wounds reopened. Fang could clearly see the blood seeping into her shirt and he grinded his teeth, remembering how she had gotten those wounds.
I'm going to kill him for hurting her.
Fang ran at Dylan and punched him in the jaw, putting all of his hatred and anger for Max's kidnapper into the action. Dylan spun around and hit the floor, and then he swept out his leg and knocked Fang off of his feet. Something fell out of Fang's jacket pocket and skidded across the floor toward Max. She quickly picked it up and aimed the gun at Dylan as he placed a knife to Fang's throat.
"I don't have much to loose, but you do sweetheart."
A/N
Me: Sorry guys to leave you off with the worst cliffhanger ever.
The Entire Gang (Minus Tom, he and BFF aren't together any more but he may come back later as a friend) : *death glares*
Me: *gulps* I promise I will update sometime soon though. AFanOfFax thank you so much you're awesome! And I agree with your statement about black, black is awesome! I got a review from one of your friends! Btw hi AFanOfFax's friend, I'm glad you love it! Njdaphne, I love your porky pine comment. Porky pines are awesome!
BFF: They're so cute and fluffy!
Iggy: Fluffy?
BFF: Yes, fluffy.
Iggy: You do know they're covered in spikes, right?
BFF: I. Don't. Care.
Me: Please keep reviewing! Reviews are so awesome.
BFF: They're like unicorns.
Me: No, dragons, dragons are awesome. They breathe fire.
Pyromaniac (A.K.A. Iggy): YES!
Me: *evil smile*
BFF: You two are scary, you know that right?
