Okay, so three updates in one day- I'm good!

Angel: Seeing as nobody likes your story, you are wasting your time.

Me: Ugh! Hurtful!

Fang: Watch out, Angel! Your bacon rights are at stake!

Angel: Oops! *blushes* Sowwie!

Me: Whatever. I STILL don't own Max Ride. JP STILL does. But, ya know what? JP doesn't own bacon. Ha! I win.

Fang: You don't own bacon either.

Me: Just for that, you are gonna sing a Black Veil Brides Song! *evil grins*

Fang: Which you also don't own…

Me: Not yet, but soon… *more evil grins* BEWARE, ANDY SIXX! ONEDAY YOU WILL BE MINE!

Dylan's POV

I watched as Fang clenched and unclenched his fists, a trait that I had seen in Max before. I grinned. It was fun, really, torturing him like this. I snickered as I plotted my- WHAM!

Fang's POV

I gripped my hand. It was fun, really, punching him in the face. Angel I told me what he was plotting and I shuddered. What is it? Oh, like I am gonna tell YOU! Now, if only I had something to maul Dylan for me…. I looked down at his unconscious body crumpled up on 's white plush carpet. Blood was spewing out of his nose. Oops. I was to furious to worry about that, though. Gazzy stared at me, openmouthed, as I flew ( No, not literally.) Up the stairs to MY max. Not Dylan's or anyone else's. And when I got there, MY Max was lying, unconscious , like how I had left Dylan. MY Max had puffy, red eyes, and tearstained cheeks. MY Max looked the way we wished that the erasers would look after battling us. And MY Max, would NOT stop WHIMEPERING MY NAME.

Max's POV

I lay down, cloud-gazing with Fang. That one looked like a heart. That one looked like a smile. Both were things I knew would never be broken up again, now that I had Fang. It was like all those weeks of misery just washed away. Hmm. Fang.

"Fang?" I asked.

"Yes? Max, what is it?" He replied worriedly.

I felt a smile slowly spread across y face. "Kiss me." I closed my eyes, and felt his warm lips press against mine after a moment's hesitation.

Fang's POV

"Fang?" Max had asked.

"Yes? Max, what is it? I had answered too quickly. I looked down hopefully, but she was still talking in her sleep. Huh. Sleep. More like trance.

"Kiss me," She had begged. So I did. I didn't care that she probably didn't mean it, and couldn't feel it. I pressed myself against her, hoping it would be enough to wake her. Of course, it wasn't. I sighed, and turned on the radio next to Max's bed, and tuned it to her favorite station. Black Veil Brides' "Mortician's Daughter" came on, and I sang along softly into Max's hair.

I said I love you as I left you

I recited. I sighed again, and the song ended.

Now I'm home again

"Max, please." I whispered, pouring everything into that plead. "Please"

Me: Yay! All done!

Fang: In my opinion, that sucked.

Me: Well, no one asked.

Angel: You were about to.

Me: BUZZ OFF! And Fang, don't you have an emo corner or something to go to?

Fang …

Angel: …

Me: … Please, review!

Fang: … You are rude…