Prisoner- Chapter 30

I was in my room getting ready for my date with Sam when I heard a knock on my door.

"Who is it?" I asked already knowing who it was.

"Fang." He answered. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah." I said pulling the door open.

He walked in and leaned against my desk.

"I think I know what you're going to say." I said looking at him.

"Okay." He said crossing his arms. "What am I going to say?"

"You better not be late again?" I asked tilting my head to the side in a questioning manor.

"And?" He asked.

"Watch my back." I said rolling my eyes.

"Max." He said sounding annoyed. "I'm serious."

"I know." I said letting out a breath. "I'm sorry, it's just, I've heard this a thousand times already. I know I can't trust anyone, but the flock and I don't."

"Then why go out with him and put yourself out in the open, alone?" Fang asked shaking his head.

"I already told you." I said sitting on my bed. "I like doing normal stuff sometimes."

The doorbell rang and Fang's eyes went from focusing on the ground to me.

"I'll be back before two." I said getting up.

"Don't be late." He said walking over to me and looking me straight in the eyes.

"I won't." I said keeping eye contact.

"Okay." He said nodding his head gently, then he left the room.

I followed him out and down the stairs to where Sam was waiting for me.

"You look amazing." Sam said with a smile.

I could feel my cheeks heating, I was blushing. Sam walked over to me and planted a quick gentle kiss on my cheek.

"Thank you." I said giving him an embarrassed smile.

Sam's head turned to look at Fang.

"I'll have her back on time." He said with a friendly smile.

It took all my willpower to keep from laughing. I put a hand in front of my mouth, so he wouldn't see me smiling.

Fang looked at me. I could now clearly see his jaw was clenched and his eyes were narrowed on me. He walked out of the room.

"He doesn't like me, does he?" Sam asked looking at me.

"He doesn't like anyone." I answered shaking my head.

"I seem to remember him getting along with Lissa just fine." Sam said taking my hand in his and opening the door. "I could call her sometime and we could double."

"I don't think that would be a good idea." I said automatically hating the idea.

"Why?" He asked furrowing his brow.

Yeah, why Max?

'Go away.' I said silently in my head.

"Because Nick isn't the dating type." I said shaking my head. "He keeps his emotions bottled up."

That's not the real reason, Maximum. You have feelings for him.

'I do not.' I thought back.

"Now it all makes sense." Sam said nodding and laughing.

"What makes sense?" I asked tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Why he comes off unfriendly." Sam said looking at me. "He just doesn't show his feelings."

"Exactly." I said nodding. "He's very quiet."

"He's also very protective of you." Sam said tightening his grip on my hand.

"He's paranoid, for a good reason." I said avoiding Sam's gaze. "We've been hurt and betrayed a lot in the past."

"I'm sorry." Sam said sounding sincere.

"Can we change the subject?" I asked with a small smile. "This one is depressing."

"Sure." Sam said letting out a small laugh. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Ice cream." I said as we walked into the ice cream shop.

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