Daddy's Home Part 2

Chapter Two

Max's P.O.V

Fang and I laid on my bed, me cradled in his arms, him tracing the scar my stitches left behind with his index finger.

"I love you, Maximum Alexandria Ride. Forever and always."

I slid onto my side, with one of my legs across his… err… "lower half"

My head rested on his shoulder, and my left hand laid on his chest.

We laid in silence until he craned his neck and kissed me.

I slowly kissed him back.

My hand (the one that was on his chest) slid up his grey t-shirt and curled around the collar, pulling it down slightly.

His left hand, traced the rim of my black skinny jeans. Then started tracing circles on the small of my back.

His other hand tangled into my hair.

We kept slowly kissing until my bedroom door creaked open again.

"Hey, sorry, Max." I heard a small angelic voice squeak.

I rolled off of Fang and went over to the little girl standing in the doorway.

"Hi, Sweetie. Need something?" I asked, brushing a few curls out of her eyes.

She didn't answer me… She just looked in horror… At my stomach.

I looked down and noticed my scar was showing a bit. I quickly shoved my shirt down.

My dad had told me that Angel and Ari didn't know about Stephanie's abuse toward me.

Well, they knew to a point. But they didn't know the extent of it.

"Shit." I cussed under my breath.

"Max, what was that?" she asked.

"Nothing, Sweetie… Do you need something?"

"No, I just wanted to see my older sister that I havent seen in nine flipping years… Is that a crime? Well, now its my sister, and apparently her boyfriend."

"Uh. Yeah, boyfriend." I whispered back, twisting my ring around, and curling my hand into a fist, so the diamond wasn't showing.

Angel and Ari also didn't know that I was getting freaking married!

Angel shrugged and left the room as Fang got up and stood behind me.

"I shouldn't have lied to her." I whispered into his chest.

"Its okay, Max." he rested his head on mine and hugged me.

I shrugged and hugged him back.

"Hey, what time is it?" Fang asked.

"5:39" I answered, looking down at my wrist watch.

"We should go eat that cake." Fang smiled.

I nodded.

He unwrapped me from the hug, and laid one arm around my waist.

We left my room and trotted down stairs.

"Dad! We're going to go try a cake that Fang's brother made for us!"

"Alright!" he called from the kitchen.

Fang and I left the house and walked over to his.

I could just smell the cake as we entered his living room.