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Chapter 47
Fang warm lips moved fluidly over mine almost like in some sort of dance. Then, suddenly, they disappeared and my lips were cold, and a loud bang echoed across the stage.
"How dare you!" I heard Jeb's voice. Very…angry voice I might add.
I opened my eyes and saw Fang lying on the ground next to Iggy's drum set.
"Fang!" I gasped when I saw him pull his hand out from behind his head. There was blood dripping from it. His face was turned upward in a grimace.
I started towards him only to be struck on the side of the face with Jeb's huge hand. The impact from his blow made me fly backwards and halfway down the stairs that separated the stage from the floor. I knocked my head onto the hard wooden stairs and heard a loud crack, and soon pain erupted from my head. It felt like my brain had done a series acrobats inside my skull.
Uh, ouch?
I swear if ONE MORE person hits me in the head I'm probably going to suffer brain damage…if I haven't already…
I staggered up, holding my throbbing head in one hand while using my other to lift myself up by my knee.
"Don't touch her!" I heard Fang yell and then I heard some shuffling of feet.
I looked over and saw Fang had tried to get past Jeb to me but Jeb shoved him back. Iggy and Asher luckily stepped in and grabbed Fang before he had the chance to fall and bust his head open again. From the corner of my eye I saw Ella and Nudge off on the sidelines nearly shaking in fear of my outraged father.
I blinked to clear my head and stumbling forward towards Fang and the man I know as "Daddy."
Asher saw me stumble and instantly let go of Fang to come to my aid. Iggy faltered as Asher ran away, and he nearly dropped Fang.
"I'm okay." I heard Fang mutter as he lifted himself up straighter.
"Max!" Asher said, running up to me and wrapping his arm around my waist to keep me up straight.
I was seeing stars.
"I'm-I'm fine." I blinked rapidly and then took a step.
Luckily, Asher was there to catch me before I fell onto the "not-so-comfy-floor."
What? I just wanted to give it a hug!
"No, you're not." His face was getting fuzzy in my vision and shook my head to clear it.
Ouch!
…not the greatest idea I've ever had…
I tried to concentrate on Fang and my dad arguing and saying some not-to-nice-words, but I couldn't seem to focus.
I wonder if this is what it's like to be drunk and wasted…hmm…
"This is your entire fault!" My dad screeched at Fang.
"You're one to talk!" Fang growled, "She's nearly died at least three times in the past month and you haven't been there once for her!"
"I've been there for her, her entire life!"
Have they ever heard of inside voices? I mean come on, people!
"Aue Contraire, el Father-o." I said, raising my pointer finger in the international "wait" sign, "You were never to ANY of my soccer games when I was 7 and you have probably never HEARD me sing before- oh! Look! The light is so pretty…"
Asher gave me a funny look from the corner of his eye and he muttered something uninteligable.
"We need to get her to a hospital." Fang said, looking over at me worried.
"No!" Jeb and I both screamed at the same time.
"The press cannot hear about this!" He quickly turned towards the crowd who was still shocked from the whole scene, "You all will not say a word to anyone."
"Says who?" Some guy yelled from the back.
"I'll pay you all ten grand each?" Jeb offered.
A heard some muttering, "Nah, not good enough."
Jeb cursed under his breath before reaching into his inside coat pocket and pulling out a shiny, steel gun. He pointed it at the crowd while everyone gasped and froze.
"You do what I say and no one will get hurt."
"Jeb, really?" I asked, blinking again to clear my foggy head. The pain had died down and now was just a throbbing pain behind my temples.
"You seriously have to make this big of a deal?" I took a step towards him, out of Ashers grasp.
His eyes flickered at me and then he pointed the evil gun at my chest.
We were about five feet away from each other so I could see the clear deadness in his eyes. There wasn't any life. Just like his eyes had always been since my mom died.
I raised my hand to show him I meant no harm…yet.
"You always were the over-dramatic type…" I muttered, rolling my eyes.
Suddenly, Fangs body was hovering behind Jeb's. He put a finger to his lips to tell me not to look at him so I won't make him noticeable.
"You know Jeb," I said in a conversation voice. I was stalling, "I don't understand how a scientist like you would need a gun. I mean, do you even know how to use it? This isn't a squirt gun. This is a fully loaded, deadly gun."
Fang counted to three on his fingers and then grabbed Jeb around the neck and pulled.
A single shot was fired, and a blazing pain entered the side of my skull.
Then…everything went black.
OOOOOH! SCARY! OH NOOO! Haha
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