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We stood there neither of us saying anything. After a while Fang took my hand and we started walking through the dark forest. I sat down and rested my back against a tree. I had like a million questions to ask him, but I bit my tongue and watched him sit down next to me.

I was still amazed that he was here, and then wondered what he was doing here. It was pretty late and yet here he was at this hour. Fang interrupted my thoughts by moving closer to me and breaking the silence.

"Max, did you have to look for me at midnight?" He raised one of his perfect black eyebrows and his eyes were scolding me.

"It was one of my last minute decisions that are either the right choice or my worst mistake."Then I shrugged and snorted, "Apparently it wasn't a mistake."

Fang shook his head. "Didn't I tell you not to come to the forest alone? Max, you had to know that something might have happened to you, especially at this hour."

Fang looked at me sharply and that immediately pissed me off; I mean I'm the one who's supposed to be mad here, not the other way around. The guy just disappeared from my house, and missed school the whole week! I thought he was DEAD!

I stood up and faced him, my eyes flashing.

"You are in no position to speak Fang! You went and faced, God knows what by yourself and then here you are in the forest. Of all the places, what the hell are you doing here?"

I was fuming, he freaking disappeared! Yet, here he was acting like nothing out of the ordinary happened. I placed my hands on my hips and glowered at him.

"Max, I always take a night stroll through the forest, it's something I do." He called it off, like it was no big deal.

I pursed my lips and glared at him, he was playing all innocent, like if it was normal to take midnight strolls through a dark forest everyday and I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming at him.

"Well what about this; why didn't you come back to school, Fang?" I blurted, practically snarling.

He didn't say anything and I immediately clenched my fists against my sides.

"Why. Didn't. You. Come. To. School." I spat each word at him. I was way mad by now; he was not answering my questions directly. Again.

"Look, Max it was nothing. I had to take care of a few things that couldn't be left undealt with."He looked away from me but I could see his jaw tighten as he said this. I stood there waiting, but he didn't elaborate.

He was sitting down, but unlike before he was now looking at me. None of us moved and after a few minutes, he sighed and motioned for me to sit next to him.

"Look Max, you're tired, I'm tired, and it's been a long day. Why don't you lie down for a moment?" His voice was quiet and it had lost its edginess. I was still pissed at him but I sat next to him anyway. I closed my eyes and rested my head against the tree bark.

I was pretty tired and all, but I didn't want to head home, the fact is that even though Fang made me angry, I was still happy I found him. I cursed internally for how stupid I sounded and mentally kicked myself.

After a while, I felt his hands grab my shoulders and drag me to sit in his lap. I stopped breathing momentarily, and froze. What the hell was he doing?

One of his hands gently pushed my head against his chest and the other hand rubbed my back in a circular motion, making me shiver. His body was warm against mine and I could feel the rise and fall of his chest.

Slowly I relaxed against him and hesitantly wrapped my arms around him, resting my hands on his back. He rested his chin against my head and I felt one of his hands come up and stroke my hair. I shivered against his soothing touch and sighed, almost against my will, and pressed myself tighter against him.

I could feel his even breathing and his breath tickled my neck. I was hyper aware of his hands and even though this was new and weird to me, I liked him holding me like this.

The night was peaceful and comfortable. I could hear the sound of the breeze rustling the leaves around us and could feel the chill of the place, even with Fang holding me tightly against him. It was really dark and even though I couldn't see a darn thing past Fang, I could care less about where I was, which reminded me…

"How come you saw me? It was really dark and even I didn't know where I was going."

His hand stopped stroking my hair for an instant but then he continued and answered, "I see very well in the dark, Max."

I wasn't very convinced by his answer but soon I felt my eyelids drop and I was too tired to ask further questions. Before I knew it, I fell asleep in Fang's lap.

I woke up in a very compromising position I can tell you that. I blushed as I looked at our embrace, well sort of embrace.

Somehow during the night, I managed to wrap one of my legs around Fang's waist and one of my hands was underneath his arm, around his back. Fang's hand was resting on my waist while the other pillowed his head. My body was completely against his, which made my cheeks get warm.

My head was situated against Fang's chest and his breathing was slow, which told me he was still asleep. His hair was a bit messy and I couldn't help but notice how peaceful he looked in his sleep.

I looked up to see that it was daylight, and glared at the morning bright sun. Ughh! I hate mornings! I stirred and that immediately woke Fang up. He glared at the sun too, and then looked at me. I imagined what I looked like and stifled a groan. I didn't give a shit of how I looked but right now, I felt like a truck driver.

I sat up and grunted, I felt like shit and dressed in shorts and a tank top, I looked like a whore. Besides me, Fang sat up, his shirt and hoodie were covered in dirt, as were his jeans.

I didn't know what to say to him that wouldn't sound awkward or stupid, so I just looked at him and waited for him to say something, anything to break this uncomfortable silence.

What the hell happened last night that made me feel so…so self-conscious? I was so pissed at myself for feeling like this that I stood up and started walking away from Fang.

"Where are you going, Max?" I looked at him sideways and answered curtly, "home."

Mom was going to be mad that I left home, if she even noticed. I wasn't going to tell her I slept in the forest, but I didn't care if she found out, she wasn't the boss of me anyway.

Thinking about the forest made me wonder about the growling Fang and I heard the other day. Last night Fang said he had things that needed to be taking care of, I wondered if it had anything to do with the growling. I also pondered on the fact that I didn't hear any growls last night either. Fang obviously wasn't going to mention any of it, due to the fact that he hadn't spoken of it once.

Fang must have noticed my expression and raised one of his eyebrows, questioning me with his eyes. I was dying to ask him about all that, but I knew that I had to get those answers by myself.

As we neared my house, I had earned myself a headache and I was cussing under my breath. I stopped at the porch, looked at Fang and sighed.

"Mom's home and so is my bitchy sister. They annoy the hell out of me and if you want to, you can come in but be warned that they will also get on your last nerve so, it's your choice."

He hesitated and I stood there waiting for him to make up his damn mind. I didn't really want him to go, but I also didn't want him to meet my messed up family.

"I'll make breakfast." Okay so I wasn't the best cook ever. Last time I tried to fry eggs they got stuck to the frying pan, literally. However I could pour cereal on a bowl, which was my way of "making breakfast."

He looked up at the mention of food and he shrugged, looking disinterested. I turned around and headed for the living room, with him following closely behind me.

Fang was aware of the other people here; I could see his stiff posture next to me. He looked at everything, studying the unusual clean house, which I guess mom cleaned up, to the annoying scented candles.

I so wanted mom out and if that sounded mean well, it was the truth. I felt uncomfortable in my own home! How stupid was that! I huffed and walked to the kitchen where I assume mom was changing and displacing my food.

"Mom, what the hell did you do?"

Mom was sitting there on the kitchen table, talking on the phone. She looked annoyed and when she saw me, her expression hardened, and I could see something flash through her eyes, but as quickly as I saw it, it was gone.

She mumbled something through the phone and stood up. A fake smile was plastered on her face and I glared at her.

"Good morning, Max. Did you sleep well?" She had the perfect tone mothers would use on TV, but past her façade, I could see something dark in her eyes that wasn't there yesterday, something different.

"Just peachy, "I snarled, "What the hell did you do here?"

"I just fixed a few things, Max. You are much disorganized." She shrugged and sat back down on her chair.

"I'd say sorry to disappoint you, but I wouldn't really mean it."

Her eyes scolded me and she raised one of her eyebrows. When I was little I used to think that with mom being here, I wouldn't feel alone. Now that she was here I regretted ever thinking that. Which is very sad, if you think about it.

"Mom, the sooner you leave, the better." I know it sounded cruel, but when I don't like something, I say it.

Mom didn't look the least bit hurt by my words. She just stared at me, stood up and walked close to me.

"Never forget Max, that I do control you, that I'm the one whom you depend on, you are at my mercy." Her voice was mocking, I could hear her sneer and as quickly as she said it, she turned around and went back to her perfect mom façade.

My eyes flared and I had to clench my fist tight in order to control myself. As much as I wanted to deny it, my mom had a big point and as much as I wanted to scream and throw myself at her, I clamped my mouth shut.

I glared at her and stomped back to the living room, where Fang was waiting. One look from me and he stood up. My face was hard and I said, "Let's go."

All I wanted was to get out of here, away from mom, away from my house and away from my messed up life. As Fang looked at me, I could tell he understood, I could tell he didn't blame me one bit for running away from my problems.

In just one look he showed me how much he really did understand. One of his looks made it all better. One of his looks said it all and I couldn't help but feel grateful that I had him here by my side.

Okay this is really not my favorite chapter,but please tell me if you Loved it or Hated it, but just so you know, in the upcoming chapter things get really hot!!! So don't stop reading 'cause things are just starting!! REVIEW!!! REVIEW!!! REVIEW!!! plz!!