I had gotten a cold wet washcloth to put on Fang's forehead, and I was now sitting on the side of his bed, absentmindedly running my fingers through his hair—how I used to when he was sleeping and too peaceful to wake up—looking at the ceiling. I couldn't believe this was happening. I mean, even if I wasn't the leader anymore, I still felt like Fang was my responsibility and I had failed.
I know that he had hurt me—a lot—but, I still missed Fang. Do you get me? Alright, what I mean is, even if I hate him, and love Jake, I still grew up with him, for many years I was used to feeling his presence, weather it was when I was four, or fourteen; I had always kind of leaned on him, if I felt him around me, then I was safe. Period. 'Didn't matter if we were just hanging around the house, or in cages; it was like whatever happened, I was going to be safe. I mean now, when it was just me and Jake, I didn't notice it; Jake is amazing…but now, here with Fang I notice with totally force (probably not full force, but it seems that way) how much has changed, and how much I miss Fang.
Before I knew it, I was crying. I slid off Fang's bed and curled up on the floor, now holding his hands. Where was my boyfriend when I really needed him, I hadn't heard Iggy or Jake since Iggy came barging in, about half an hour ago.
I closed my eyes and took Fang's hand in both of mine, then pressed it again my forehead as a sob tore my body.
A hand on my shoulder made me jump. I turned away from the bed and saw Jake kneeling on the ground, and his arms were soon circling my shoulders and pulling me into a hard chest. He shushed me as I cried, shushing me occasionally or told me everything will be okay.
Jake's POV
(Finally)
I had picked Max up into my arms when I heard her breathing even out and her body had grown limp against my shoulder. I was now lying under the covers, caressing my princess' cheek, the lights were out with the door closed, it was almost impossible to see her beautiful features, but I could still make out her closed eyes, relaxed muscles, hair just laying on the pillow.
When I had stood up with Max in my arms, I had to resist the urge to flinch when I looked at Fang's face. Me and Iggy had listened to Max yelling ; he didn't deserve her! She was so great and he had hurt her so much and how does he repay her? Gets drunk, high and cuts himself. I have to admit that I was a little jealous—okay, I was a lot jealous—about how much she cared about him, still. I know its stupid, but, like I said, he had hurt her, drove her to almost dying, and she still helps him, and…felt sorry for him. Its just…I wanted that to be me. No, not to be emo or high or drunk, but to have all her attention on me, as selfish as that seems, that's what I want; all I want is her infinite attention, Max is just so perfect, and when she focuses on another guy, you cant expect me to not be sad, or upset. I am freaking in love with her! And even though I cant get her attention all the time, and she crosses my mind 24/7, I can still wish I could cross her's at least half as much as she does me, right?
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Sorry everyone, I know this is the shortest chapter in the history of everything, but I decided to make this just a filler chapter so its like I wanted to show you into Jake's mind, so now that we have everyone's emotions in mind, I think I'll be able to speed stuff up. And Faith, if you want to write something on, like, Lanes computer for a bit more of an ending, then send it to me. I mean, if someone else wants to send me something, then you can.
Again, sorry for the shortness, but to make it longer I will add a short, true story; you guys remember how me and MidnightAlixx13 are always fighting over where Iggy stays? Well me and her signed an agreement that Iggy will be at my house and fang will be at her house and we switch every week. Now, we'll have to sign it again when we're 24. The only way to break with agreement is if there is an engagement.
Also, me and my friend Olivia convinced this guy (sometimes annoying) that Iggy is real and is visiting Colorado—we live in Canada.
Anyway, I'll try to update in the next two weeks, but it's a little hard because someone *coughcoughFaithcoughcough* burst a vein in my finger, thus making it hard to type.
Sorry again and have an awesome…Friday!