A/N: So this chapter can be very depressing at some parts like in the beginning but, it will get happier in time people promise.

Disclaimer: Want to own Fang but sadly he and the Flock belong to the masterful James Patterson.

FPOV

It's been almost 2 months since I left but the heartache didn't get any better. For the past two months I have been looking for my parents from my apartment. Two weeks ago I found them, but they have been dead for the past 16 years. I turns out I was an orphan and the school adopted me. The other day I was out side of my house about to go for a flight when I looked up in the sky and saw her. I wasn't sure if she saw me but I was hoping she didn't. It is already too much pain to see her. But if we see each other it would be traumatizing.

That is why I am standing in my new apartment bathroom with a small blade in my hand. I slit the top of my lower arm (around my elbow). There was a small pain that made me wince one than a stream of blood began to flow. Nobody knew except for me Max didn't even know. I dabbed the blood with a towel than cut again a centimeter lower. This time I licked the blood from my arm. It made it feel a little better. I looked up into the mirror. I had my shirt off and noticed my chiseled abs, my shaggy black hair falling just below my jaw line my side bangs ended at the bottom of my left eye then faded into the rest of my hair, and than I looked into my reflections eyes. And a single tear fell from my eye. I was remembering how Max always used to love my eyes.

My cell phone started to ring so I numbly walked over to my bed and checked the number I recognized it as one of my friend's numbers. "Hey Robin,"

"Hey Fang, what's up?"

"Nothing much."

"So you wanna hang out?" Robin asked with a little temptation in her voice.

"Sure why not?" Fang said a little too enthusiastic for his taste.

"Cool, wanna hang out at your house or mine or the movies something like that?"

"Ya, sure wanna catch a movie?" If it weren't for the complete heart break from leaving Max I might have liked Robin more than a friend. She was pretty and she understood me well, as much as a non-avian could understand a mutant bird freak with wings. She kind of reminded me of Max strong, beautiful, intelligent, and caring.

So later that day they went and saw the new movie Scott Pillgram VS the World. After the movie we decided to walk around.

"Hey here is a good spot." Robin said. We stopped in the middle of the park silence. I looked up and noticed how beautiful the moon was and apparently so had Robin.

We sat down and looked at the moon it was nearly full. I gazed up at the moon until I felt Robin looking up at me. She was lying on her back but was now propped up on her elbows and I was sitting with my knees pulled into my chest. She looked back up at the moon.

"Robin can I tell you something?" I turned to look at her the moon light was hitting her face at such an angle that she looked dangerous and beautiful.

"Sure I don't see why not." Robin said never breaking her gaze at the moon. Before I realized what I was doing my lips were placed on to hers I wanted to pull back but, for some reason I felt a spark nothing like when I kiss Max, but enough of a spark to make me keep my lips on hers. I started to tilt my head to deepen the kiss.

When we finally broke apart it was silent except for our deep breathing. I felt guilty and happy at the same time, but mostly guilty. After what seemed like ages I started to get up and Robin grabbed my wrist. She gasped when she felt the scars.

"Fang why didn't you tell me?" she pulled my sleeve all the way upreviling countless scars. I looked away in shame. "I could have helped you." She pulled her sleeves up to show me her arms. My eyes widened with shock. She had just as many if not more. I felt something I couldn't describe but whatever it was I hurt.

"You, you cut?" I stammered out.

"I used to, but when I met you, I started to have something more like someone to take my mind off of it." She said, and then she dropped her head. She was trying to either cover a blush or tears. I was trying to figure out why. I sat back down to comfort her I pulled her face up to mine. She was crying. I felt my heart jerk a bit, and I pulled her face up to mine and kissed her again. I jerked my head up when I heard a twig snap. I looked up just in time to see a crying Max jump in the air and take off. Oh shit!

Ooh cliffy hehe. Hoped you like it I'm still not sure if I should write more because I have only one review so R&R if you please. The only reason I wrote this chapter is because my personal friend Iris Musicia told me to so ya.

P.S There is a picture of Robin on my profile.

Anyways Love, Haily (^.^)