Hey people, I survived dental surgery... yayyy! I had my wisdom teeth removed... and I'm only freaking 15! I also got four other teeth removed because apparently my jaw isn't big enough for all my teeth or some weirdness and I have to get braces soon. I forget which fanfic I told before... so I'm telling all of them now! Well here is my Christmas/New Years/Sorry, it's back to school present to you all. I may be a little late, but hey, whoever accused me of being on time is a liar and should be hunted down and fed blue potatoes!

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Chapter 9

(Fang's POV)

The world burned in a haze of fire and I stood in the middle of it. Screams of those who were suffering were around me and tears poured from the boy in front of me. Whether it was a dream or truly hell, the suffering didn't affect me, only the emotional Fang was suffering.

Emotional Fang knelt, chained loosely to the floor. He knelt there, covered in the cuts made by his lies, his guilt. Emotional Fang bled and suffered where he knelt and there was nothing here to stop it. He cried, "How could you?" he yelled, "How could you hurt Max? How can you not feel anything for them?"

I stood, watching him with neither cold nor angry eyes. "I feel nothing for your family. They are merely helping me survive."

"That's bull! You need them! You love them! You have to," he yelled, his voice thick with begging. He reached for me, "Mark my words, when I am released you will never, ever resurface to hurt Max like that again," he growled.

I stood just out of his reach, his fingers inches from my jeans, "That will never happen."

"Yes it will! Every day I get closer to being myself again. I will come back; I will be released from this hell. I will live again!" he yelled.

I started to turn away, looking down at him without interest, "You are dead, emotional Fang, and you will stay here, in the afterlife, in hell, forever."

He yelled in fury before I turned and walked out of emotional Fang's one true hell. He was unable to do anything to change the situation and I was hurting Max and his family without even trying.

(Angel's POV)

I wiped my eyes for the final time and walked upstairs for bed. I'd been upset for the last few hours because of what everyone was thinking; they were all worrying about when Fang would be back to his normal self.

I took a deep breath and more tears fell from my eyes as I could hear Max crying. Her mind was consumed with thoughts of Fang no longer loving her. I frowned; I so badly wanted her to know that he did love her. It was just under all that emotionless mush.

I looked at Fang's door and I listened to his dreams. I always knew Fang had horrific dreams sometimes, so when he was asleep I tried not to think about what was going on in there. He never talked about them, so I never said anything, but I knew. Even though he was always looked calm and relaxed, while he was asleep I knew his dreams were always nightmares.

I swallowed as I listened to his dream. I wanted to run in there and scream at him. The Fang I knew was in there, just very far under, and he was fighting to get free. This Fang had no feelings for us, good or bad, he could turn against us in a second and that made him dangerous.

Fang awoke from his dream, not seeming to care that the true, emotional Fang was suffering in his head. I wiped my tears away quickly as Fang immerged from the room. His eyes looked at me, seeming to register me standing here, but not caring that I was.

I walked passed him to my room. I had to figure out a way to get him to see, I had to find a way. I lay down before going to sleep and the last thought I thought that night was that I wished the real Fang had managed to get a hold of him, maybe then he'd have a chance to free himself.

(Max's POV)

I got up at 10. My eyes were feeling itchy from crying and I rubbed them furiously to get the sleep out of them. I walked downstairs and Fang was sitting at the kitchen table, I swallowed. I wished everything had been a dream, but I knew it wasn't.

I walked into the kitchen and he was still staring at the same spot. I went over to the fridge and got out the juice and poured myself a glass. I took a swig and made sure not to look at him.

I left the kitchen and sat in front of the TV. I drank the juice and watched the TV without really watching it.

Lilith bounced down the stairs and she went to the fridge and pulled out the huge jug of juice. She carried it over to the table and set it down. She ran over to the cupboard and got two glasses out. She poured juice into the glasses, making a little mess, and gave one to Fang, "Here, I thought you'd want some juice," she said smiling.

Fang looked at her, took the juice from her and thanked her without displaying the tiniest hint of emotion towards her.

I don't think Lilith minded, she just smiled and bounced over to me and watched TV with me.

After a few minutes there was a knock on the door I got up to get it. Jim was standing on the other side of the door with Casey. "Hey, I thought I'd just come by to say goodbye," Jim said and I nodded.

"Guys!" I called letting Casey and Jim in. "Come down here and say goodbye!" I yelled.

We all assembled in the TV room and said our goodbyes. Whatever was wrong with Casey and Jim seemed over now. Casey said that she was leaving too, and her parents were pissed, but she didn't care.

Fang watched two of his closest friends prepared to leave and he didn't say a word.

Casey asked if she could talk to me upstairs and so I nodded and followed her. She sat down on my bed and I smiled at her, "What's up?" I asked.

"Well, I just wanted you guys to know how happy Jim and I are to have gotten to know you guys. I knew we're leaving at the worst time, but Jim's wanted to get out of here since fifth grade apparently and now he can." She looked down, "I'm sorry for running out of here yesterday. It's just… I didn't know he was moving and I kind of overreacted. We worked it out though, obviously. Anyways, I just wanted to say that I am so glad I got to know you guys. We'll visit you guys and everything, but my parents are being so obnoxious about Jim and Jim wants to get out of here so the only logical solution is to leave."

I smiled at Casey, she was a good friend. I sat and put my arm around her shoulders. "Casey, you and Jim do whatever you need to do to make life the way you want it," I said seriously.

She smiled, "Hey, here's the address to our new apartment, if you need anything, a place to stay, recruits for taking down the school, anything, just call or come down there and bang on our door till we open up," she said with a small smile.

I smiled, "Okay, thanks," I said and read it, I put it on my bedside table, "Hey, come on, I'm sure the others will want to say bye one more time."

We walked downstairs and I noticed Alice watching Fang's every move. Jim was saying his last goodbyes to Iggy and was halfway out the door. Casey bounced over and waved at us, "Bye," she said and they both left out the door.

I looked at Fang, I felt like shaking my head. I bet he didn't even say goodbye. I walked into the kitchen and didn't know what to do. I wanted to break something. I wanted my Fang back!

I suddenly heard the door open as I walked back into the room. Everyone was staring at the front door, except for Alice who was grinning. I looked around, "Where'd Fang go?" I asked looking around at all of them.

"He went out after Jim," Alice said grinning.

I bolted for the door. I threw it open and ran outside. I stared at the scene in front of me.

Jim and Casey stood beside their car, and that was normal, but Fang stood with them, hugging the two of them. The two looked surprised, their eyes wide. I walked down the steps after him. As I approached I could hear him speaking.

"I will… miss you," he said softly and I stared at him. Suddenly, Fang crumpled to the ground, holding his head, his face contorted in pain. The others came out after us and I ran over to Fang. I held him to me as he writhed in pain.

His eyes suddenly opened and he looked up at me. I looked into those brown eyes. They were now swimming with emotions. "Max," he croaked, "I love you so much, never doubt that." His eyes filled with tears. "Please, Max, don't leave me like this…. I'm trying… so hard." He suddenly cried out in pain.

"Fang," I cried out in panic. What was happening to him?

"Please… sleep… I need to sleep… I get closer…," he whispered. He suddenly moaned loudly, "Please… don't send me back to hell," he whimpered before he winced. He blinked and his eyes were back to the cold, emotionless brown.

I felt tears in my eyes. Fang was in there, trying hard to free himself. The Fang in my arms got up, stood and started back to the house without even acknowledging my presence.

I frowned at the ground. What had Fang said? Something about sleep, he gets closer… closer to what? Did he mean closer to being free? I smiled at the idea of him getting free. That's what he must have meant. He gets closer to be being free when he sleeps.

What was he talking about hell for? I was so confused.

Angel suddenly ran over to me and hugged me, "Max," She cried, "Fang… he was so close… but…" I held her to me and her tears fell onto my shirt. "In Fang's head, the real Fang… you know… the emotional one… he's chained to the ground in a valley of fire and the emotionless Fang is just out of reach, but the more he sleeps the closer he gets to reaching the emotionless Fang. I think he means that if he gets more sleep he can reach the emotionless Fang and then get rid of him and then he'll be normal," Angel said as she cried.

I breathed deeply and I nodded, that seemed to make sense. Kind of… I really hope it does.

Fang looked at her and he didn't really seem to register we were talking about him. He just stood there looking at her stupidly.

Suddenly Emmett and Jasper were both holding his arms and he looked at them and instantly started pulling on them.

"Okay… so if he just needs a lot of sleep to recover we can just keep him sedated until he's better… right?" Emmett said looking at all of us as Fang continued to struggle.

I got up, bringing Angel with me, I went over to Fang. He continued to struggle and I placed my hands on his cheeks, "Fang," I said in a soothing voice, "Relax, please, no one will hurt you."

His struggles slowed and I ran my hands through his hair for a second, "Good," I said softly and kissed his forehead.

I looked at Emmett and nodded, "I think that's how it's supposed to work… at least that's what he was trying to tell me."

Emmett and Jasper nodded and they both led Fang back to the house. I looked at Casey and Jim. I smiled slightly; I went to give them one last hug goodbye.

Jim and Casey looked at each other, "Well… I guess that is it."

"That worked so well," Casey said grinning.

I looked at them in confusion.

Angel giggled, "That was brilliant. You two really should try out for acting school."

"You guys faked the whole thing?" I practically shouted, amazed and confused.

"Well… ya… I had this idea that if I left it would make him sad and it would make him miss me…" Jim said and shrugged, "So I pretended to leave, and Casey decided that she wanted to go with me. I think it worked pretty well," he said grinning.

I grinned at them, "You guys are amazing."

"I know right?" Casey said grinning. "Sorry, we had to make you guys believe we were leaving too… we didn't know how good you guys would have acted," she said shrugging.

I laughed, "That's fine."

We went upstairs to Fang's bedroom where the others were waiting. Fang had been struggling again so they had had to strap him down to his bed. He was still struggling and I sighed, this might be harder than expected.

Carlisle came over to him, "Now Fang, I'm just going to give you a little morphine and then you'll go to sleep and hopefully when you wake up you'll be just fine."

Fang continued to struggle and I stared down at him, although he was fighting, he didn't seem angry or panicked. "You don't get it," Fang said as he pulled on his restraints. "The old Fang is never coming back… he's in my mind forever… and he's going to stay there."

It was weird hearing those words even though he was emotionless and the words held no menace or anger, I felt like those words were meant be threatening.

I decided it was better not to say anything. We all were silent as Carlisle held his arm still before giving him a shot of morphine. His eyes drooped and closed. His head fell to the side and I swallowed.

"What now?" Gazzy asked looking at us.

I took a deep breath, "We wait."

(Emotional Fang's POV)

Pain.

It's a one syllable word that can mean so much or so little to different people. Right now it felt like everything in my existence was based on that word.

I was chained again to the floor of this hell. The fires burned around me and I bled from the cuts caused by my lies and the guilt from those lies.

Tears fell from my eyes and I didn't have a way to stop them.

He stood out of my reach, again.

"Your family seems to think that the more time you and I are together the closer you get to freedom," he said looking at me without pity, or anger, or hate or any other emotion. "They are quite stupid. You'll never get free."

I smiled slightly, Max was smart, she'd figured out what I meant in those few minutes of freedom. The more time this imposter and I spent together the closer I got to killing him and resurfacing, it was true. At least that was my best and only hope. "You want to come a little closer and say that?" I growled, my hands turning to fists.

Emotionless Fang snorted and continued to stand out of reach. "You know what?" I said suddenly, "I think you just know that if you let me free and the two of us fight it out than I'll win."

He looked at me like he had been the whole time, without emotion. "No you won't."

"To be confident is an emotion," I said. "You're just assuming you will win because you can't feel worry, but you don't have the ego to think that you'll win," I said with a smile. "So you really don't know… we'd be evenly matched."

"If you want to have a duel of sorts, fine… but you're going to lose," he said emotionlessly.

I grinned, "I would like a 'duel of sorts' actually… so unchain me and let's do this," I said grinning like an idiot now. I was so sure I'd win, I had to. This was life and death right here.

Since this was his dream technically, and my nightmare, all he had to do was walk over and touch the chains for them to disappear. I stood and immediately tackled him to the ground.

Hey, he never said when we were starting, and he wasn't complaining anyways.

We fought and rolled through the valley of fire. He suddenly rolled us into the fire and I screamed as the flames licked my skin, but they didn't touch him.

I rolled us over and he was in the flames. He cried out in pain and threw me off him. We stood and looked at each other. He spat out some blood and we started throwing punches and kicking with the occasional dodge and duck.

We fought on and on for what seemed like hours. After forever he got me down on the ground and he looked down at me. I was bleeding all over from my cuts and from our fight. He punched me in the face and I pushed him off me. I stood and we started fighting again.

We moved as we fought and we made our way into a circle that was surrounded by spikes. The spikes were angled and sharp enough that if we fell into them they'd do some damage.

I dodged an attack and he pushed me to the ground. He ripped a spike from the ground. How he did that I have no idea, but than again, we were dreaming.

He held me down and looked at me emotionlessly and said, "So, this is the end. You are never going to see that pathetic family of yours and when I get free I'm going to kill every single one of them. Any last words?"

"Ya, I do actually. I hope you enjoy hell," I growled and shoved him hard and pulled us over.

We broke apart and stood and we started to fight again. He punched me across the face and I punched him back in the face and gave him a hard shove.

He stumbled back and I saw the ground start to crumble. Even though he was falling he showed no panic or fear. He just fell; he fell right onto the spikes.

I stared at him in shock. Although he was nothing like me, it was a weird feeling… killing yourself. It was also pretty nasty, there was all sorts of spikes poking out of him and I felt like I was going to be sick just looking at it.

I looked around this hell as the fires started to die and the spikes and emotionless Fang vanished. There was a light far off and I squinted my eyes at it.

The light was rushing towards me and I found myself with my eyes closed, lying on a bed, my arms and legs strapped down to it.

I grin broke out onto my face when I opened my eyes. I was in my room in Jake and Alison's house. Max sat in a chair beside my bed and she was fast asleep. I realized it was nearly 3 in the morning. I wanted to see her eyes so badly; I didn't care if I was going to wake her up. "Max," I whispered, "Max, wake up," I said, trying to move.

Jeez, they really hadn't wanted me to get loose, I thought with a smile.

Alice was instantly in my room and I smiled at her, "Hey Alice," I said and I could feel the happiness on my face.

Alice suddenly grinned and launched herself at me, hugging me tightly. "Oh my God, I'm so happy you're okay," She said.

I smiled, "Hey, um Alice… you think you could release me please?" I asked and she laughed as she untied my arms and legs.

I sat up and hugged her again, she was freezing cold, but I didn't care. I pulled away and looked at Max as she slept.

"I'll leave you two to talk," Alice whispered and she was gone.

I threw my legs over the side of the bed and knelt crouched near the chair so we were at eye level. "Max," I whispered, taking her hand in mine. "Max, please, wake up," I whispered in her ear.

I felt her stirring from her sleep and I pulled back to see her eyes. I watched as they started to flutter and she looked me in the eyes for a second. I thought maybe she thought she was dreaming. "Fang," she said slowly.

"Oh Max," I whispered, "I missed you so much," I said hugging her tightly.

That seemed to wake her up fully. "Oh my God, Fang," She hugged me back. "I know, I missed you too," she said and I pulled back slightly.

I leaned over and kissed her warm, soft lips. I put my right hand on her cheek as I pulled away. Her face kind of leaned into my hand, as if she was trying to use it as a pillow or take up it's warmth, I wasn't sure exactly. I looked her in the eyes and said, "Max, I love you so much… never listen to a single word that's against that. It's all a lie; I need you more than air."

She smiled and kissed me, "I know, I know." She hugged me and we stayed like that.

I breathed in her scent and smiled. It feels so good to be back, I thought with a grin.