Hey guys long time no see! SOOOOOOO sorry I have not posted anything in like a year. Hope some of you have stuck around. Had a severe case of writers block and life got extremely busy. I'm hoping to start posting more often. But anyway enough about me here is Chapter 4 of Sometimes the Cradle will Fall.! Enjoy ~Shelsha

***Derek's P.O.V.***

I stood there frozen in place. All I could do was stare are the horrible accident I caused. Let's just say this is the shittiest I have felt in a long time. Staring at my nephew bawling his eyes out, while he continues trying to wake his unconscious mother up. All of a sudden the air in my chest left in a whoosh the same time as my feet left the comfort of the ground-...

"I swear to fucking God if you don't call her an ambulance right now I'll snap your fucking neck.!", my brother seethed at me.

I looked my brother in the eye actually afraid of him. I have only seen Fang this upset a couple of times for instance when he found out Max was pregnant, when Max broke up with him, and now... Once he dropped me back to the ground I immediately pulled out my phone and called. It was as if my mouth knew what to say and at what moment to say it, because once I hung up the phone, I didn't remember a second of the call. Quickly I looked over at my two friends and motioned for them to come over to me. Eli and Adam slowly walked toward me with concerned eyes, "Go over and stand by the road so the ambulance will see you." I told them. Adam nodded and started to walk away, but all Eli did was look back and forth between Max and I, with a ghost-like eyes.

"Eli go with Adam... Now." I told him again. He just looked up at me with this look in his eye as if he questioned me but slowly nodded and turned to walk with Adam, who had stopped once he realized Eli never moved.

Looking back over at Max I saw Fang brushing her hair with one hand while he rocked a crying Ari with the other, whispering sweet nothings to try to calm him down. But who could blame the little guy, he just watched his mom crash into a tree. Little did he know it was his uncle's entire fault. That I could have just severely harmed or injured, if not killed his mom. What kind of an uncle am I? A shitty one. That's what kind of an uncle I am. Hell now that I think of it I don't think I have ever spent one-on-one time with Ari. Now that may never happen because of this stupid mistake I just made.

I bent down into a crouching position next to my brother, "I ca-called... They said they were on their way." Fang just glared at me then looked back down at Max's unmoving body.

"I-I-I'm so sorry Fang... This was never supposed to happen, it was only supposed to be a little teasing," I tried to swallow the big lump in my throat but only made it worse, "I understand if you really hate me now but I just want you to know... That this was not what I intended."

All Fang did was stare me in the eye, trying to see if I was lying or was about to burst out in laughter. Like I did when he announced to the family Max was pregnant. That was one reason why he hated me so much; I gave him and Max complete hell once I found out the news. Always making snide comments when she came over, or even just to Fang himself. Now here I am praying my brother doesn't hate me as much as it seems, because if he does when he comes home tonight I'm sure he is going to kill me. How? I'm not sure but I'm thinking about sleeping in my Jeep, I'm that scared of him right now.

I racked my brain on how I could make things better, how I could try to lessen the blow I'm going to receive to my face later this evening. Some way I could make this total mistake and stupid mistake up, if that was even possible. I wanted to do something right, for once, and took a shot in the dark at a chance. So I tried the one thing I could actually do, something I could help with and that was Ari.

"Do-I- uhm... do you want me to take the little guy back home?" I tried. Ari continued to wail into his father's chest holding on to him for dear life. My heart broke into at the sight, the sight that I caused.

"Why would you, of all people, want to take him?" Fang asked with a slight irritation in his voice.

"Because it would help you." I tried but apparently that was the wrong thing to say.

He snorted, "Now all of a sudden you give a shit about my son.! So you think when you fuck up you can just latch onto him and try to be a good uncle! You are a piece of shit! And no! I don't want you to take him, because frankly I don't trust you with him. You lost all of my respect so how do you expect me to give you my son, my life, to you after the stunt you just pulled.!"

To be honest, I would have rather him of beaten me to inches of my life than hearing him say that. All I could do was stare at my brother, looking him dead in the eyes. Looking just like my own. Since we were twins it's like looking in a mirror half the time, but Fang's hair is longer than mine and I would debate his eyes are darker too. The look in his eyes is what killed me the most though; he looked just disgusted with me. As if he was sicken that our blood is the same.

My eyes filled with tears, uncontrollably spilled over, and lip became a quivering mess. I was a mess. All because of what... I was a jealous bastard. It finally clicked on my head, I was jealous of my brother. He had a beautiful little boy, whom has a gorgeous mother. Truthfully, I thought Max was perfect for Fang, and what do I do laugh at my brother when he comes home in tears because they broke up; when punched a hole in the wall after punching it, because he got so worked up over the break up. I mocked his relationship, tore it apart every chance I got, and now I see what it has done to my brother. I see his once so open eyes, turn to such cold depths, and for what a sick satisfaction that if I'm not happy no one can be.

It has turned him into a black hole…. All because of me. My stupid ignorant jealous ass. All I could do was look at the ground, feeling coated in shame and self-loath.

I looked over at Max. "Man she is truly beautiful." I thought. She was always kind to me, even when I did nothing but crucify her relationship. Even if she snapped during her pregnancy she would immediately apologize and blame hormones. She'd make it a point to wave at me in the halls at school when we passed one-another switching classes. And every time I'd either make a mean comment, flick her off, or glare at her.

I hate her.

She has the world in her hands. Yeah, she got pregnant young, had to grow up a bit quicker, but she somehow made it all work. Even when she is set up for failure, she doesn't. And for this reason I resented her, maybe I still do but not as much as I did-.

The sound of sirens brought me out of my thoughts. I looked towards the road and saw Adam waving at the ambulance. The ambulance turned down the road heading towards us, I stood up from my crouched position and moved a few feet away, and giving the paramedics the room they'll need. They ran out with the stretcher in tow, rushing towards us.

"How long has she been out?" Asked the first paramedic.

"About 10 minutes." Fang answered.

"What happened?" Another one fired right back at him.

Fang paused for a minute, and in that minute I knew my brother was going to tell them I did this, on purpose. Did I mean for her to lose control and crash? Of course not but did hit he bike on purpose. I looked at the ground realizing I could do to jail now, attempted murder at 18 years old-…

"Motorbike crash, she hit a patch of wet clay and her bike kicked up out of control on her." He replied. My head shot up so fast that it caused my neck to crack. I stared at my brother in the eye, silently asking him why? Why does he continuously save my ass? It always leaves me filled with grief and gratitude.

The paramedics where now lifting Max up (her already being on the stretcher) and started to roll her towards the ambulance. Fang immediately was on his feet speed walking to catch up, while I followed behind him.

"Only one of you two can ride with her, our policy states that children are not permitted to ride in the back due to in a problem occurs with the patient we do not want them to witness it. Also they are not useful in aiding with information." Said the first paramedic.

I had thought my heart had been broken beyond repair but I was not prepared for the look of utter defeat on my brother's face after hearing that news. He looked physically ill, I don't blame him. It was unfair how life through these little things at him. Cause his time was limited and so were is options. Option 1 ride with Max and let me take Ari. Option 2 let me ride with her, which would only happen if Hell froze over. Option 3 have no one go with Max and take Ari with him. They are making him chose between his former lover and son. He chose option 3, his son is his priority first above all others, even himself. And although he would love to go with Max, he wouldn't leave Ari with me and my friends, and if Max knew he chose her over their son… Let's just say all Hell might break loose.

So as the ambulance pulled away, Fang turned to look at me. He stared at me for the longest time. I wish I could read minds.

Than finally after what felt like forever he spoke, "I hope you know I saved your life back there. It wasn't easy, like taking a grain of salt. But this is it Derek, I can't take it anymore. You won are you happy! Can this madness end because I'm broken, I can't keep playing these games with you, and I want to believe you when you say this was not what you intended but I can't. You have given me NOTHING to believe you by, your word is garbage as far as I am concerned. So, yay you won, can you go find other victims to hurt. Besides your own brother, his ex, and child."

And there you have it Chapter 4... Read*Review*Favorite*Follow ...Thanks for reading! ~Shelsha