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MaxPOV
"Alright, it's time for the Queen, King, Princess and Price to have their dance." The principal barked and everyone moved away from the middle of the gym.
"I thought we were supposed to sing this song." I whispered to Fang
"No, I gave them a CD of us, but we don't have a CD for when you were in the band." Fang said talking my hand when the song We Danced by Brad Paisley started playing.
The crowd was circled around Nudge, Gazzy, Fang and I as we slow danced. I laid my head on Fang shoulder and ignored everyone staring at us. I heard the gym door slam closed and I saw two red heads go out the door after.
"I think Samantha's pissed." I said
"Really? What gave you that impression?" Fang asked sarcastically
"There's no need for sarcasm Fang."
"There's always a need for sarcasm Max." I looked at the crowd and saw Ella smiling happily at me, I saw Iggy's arm around her waist and I mentally took a note to warn Iggy not to hurt my sister or he would regret even being born. "Why are you glaring at my shoulder?" I looked up and Fang
"Sorry, I didn't think I was." I blushed slightly and put my head back on his shoulder.
"You saw Iggy and Ella didn't you?" I nodded against his shoulder and I felt him laugh slightly "Don't be jealous,"
"I'm not," I've got you I added mentally
"Oh really?"
"Really," The song ended and Ella attacked me when I took the crown off.
"You have to keep that on! Or at least until we get our pictures taken." Ella pulled me which pulled Fang over to the picture set up thing.
Ella Nudge and I got a picture taken of just us then the guys got theirs taken with just them, we then did a group photo then one with our dates.
"Alright, son put your arms around her waist," Fang did as he was told, "Good, know you honey put yours arms around his neck, perfect" Why did they call me honey? Well let's just say they didn't know what they would do if they called me 'honey'.
The camera flashed and he had us fill out an address to send the pictures to. We had figured out that we'd use one as our senior pictures. I had ordered like 4 wallets and then a small picture frame one. Fang had surprisingly sent them to his house and when I gave him a questioning look he told me he'll have Iggy sneak over and check for the pictures. He also told me Iggy had been grabbing Fang's mail and handing it to him at school.
"So Iggy is a mail thief," I smirked
"Yeah, basically," Fang smirked back
"Fang since you're staying for Christmas," I held my finger up before he could object "You're going to be sleeping in one of our spare rooms."
"Max, I have to go home sometime, and I was planning on tomorrow so then if he decides to try and kill me I won't be in a tux and I won't have football after it." I went to cut in but held his finger up like I did before, "I can't hide from him for the rest of my life, plus someone's got to get their groceries minus the alcohol."
"I'll go with you."
"Max, you'll get hurt I'm not letting you go to my house when my dad will try and kill me again."
"Fang, you pulled me out of my self-dug hole and I'm going to help you get out of the one your dad trapped you in." Fang laughed and smiled at me
"I didn't do anything to get you out other than getting you shot." It was my turn to laugh and smile at him
"Yes but my stupidity let it happen, so it was partially my fault."
"Fine," Fang sighed "You can help but the second you're in danger I'm throwing you out the door. Maybe not literally but I'll open the door push you out and tell you to run."
"But it sounds so much fun to be thrown out the door." Fang winced and I cocked an eyebrow at him in question
"Being thrown out the front door onto a concrete porch isn't fun, especially when your dad broke your arm and you end up rolling down the stairs into the grassy path that really is concrete that I painted. Then you lay there for 3 hours waiting for someone to see you its' not."
"Holy shit, did that happen to you?"
"Yup," I winced trying to imagine it
"Who found you?"
"The neighbor,"
"Why didn't Iggy?"
"It was during the summer when we were 8, he was out of state."
"I remember you coming into school that upcoming year with a cast but you refused to tell me what happened. If I remember correctly you had like 12 injuries within that year."
"Yeah that was the first and only time my dad was put in jail."
Next Day at Fang's House
Fang peeked his head in then walked into the house quietly.
"True to be quiet, my mom's probably passed out somewhere. God knows where my dad is." I nodded at Fang command and walked into the house quietly.
We entered into a small kitchen and a small four person table was setup in the corner. Fang waved me into the next room which was the living room. I saw a woman asleep on the coach with a beer bottle in hand. Fang carefully removed the bottle from her and looked at the bottle and drank the rest then set it down on the coffee table. Fang lead me down a narrow hardwood floor. He stepped over a spot on the floor.
"Blood," he whispered; I nodded and stepped over it.
He looked into a room that the door was slightly ajar and shook his head and walked on. I looked in and saw a man beer bottle next to his passed out form and followed Fang down the hall. Fang opened the door to a room and waited for me to get in before he shut the door.
His room was probably the smallest room in the house; it was just big enough for a twin size bed and a dresser, both things pushed up against the wall. A small closet was open and clothes where piled up next to the closet.
"I know it's probably a lot smaller than yours and the smallest room in the house but this is my room." Fang shrugged and sat on his bed; I sat down next to him. "Hey, I'm gonna clean up the house so maybe it will put me on the good side."
"I'll help," I stood up and he shook his head standing up.
He went to his closet and pulled out a mop and bucket, along with a vacuum.
"This," he gestured to the vacuum, "will have to wait until my mom wakes up and I get her to move into her room."
"Alright, and who's blood did I have to step over?"
"Probably a mixture of mine and my dad's."
"Oh, here I'll take the bucket and mop and clean up all that dried blood and the rest of the floors that can be mopped."
"I'll get my mom awake… possibly."
"Oh and one more thing," I took the bucket and mop from his hands, "I didn't know you drank mister 18 year old." (I know in the UK that's the legal drinking age but they're in America so it's 21 for the legalness to drink; now I'm making words up fun!)
"Well, I get a full bottle of alcohol probably 1 every four months considering my mom passing out with an inch left in the bottle." Fang handed me the soap for the floor and I followed him out of his room. "Still have to be quiet though," Fang looked into the bedroom again and kept walking.
Fang filled the bucket with the soap in it and took it out of the sink for me.
"Alright, I wouldn't suggest doing the kitchen yet, I'd wait for my mom to be asleep. She's gonna need a lot of pain meds for her hangover." Fang grabbed the recycle bin and went to the living room and put about 7 bottles into it then he carried it back out and set it in the garage after grabbing another 20 bottles from the table.
I watched Fang as he got his mom awake and into the bedroom. He came out and told me I could start mopping the kitchen after he grabbed the pain killer from the cabinet above the sink.
I started mopping and he cleaned up all the trash that was thrown around the house. When I had finished the kitchen Fang's mom had come out of the room and had gotten medicine from Fang then went back to her room. Fang started vacuuming once I had gotten all the rooms with hardwood flooring done. I went into Fang's room and grabbed all his clothes that where on the floor and threw them in the basket I had with me.
"Fang, could you grab the dirty laundry from your parent's room?" I asked coming out to where he was,
"Sure," he went down the hall and silently went into the bedroom closed the blinds after grabbing the laundry and carrying it out to me. "There might be some in the bathroom," He pointed at the door across from his and I nodded and went to go check.
I grabbed the clothes and towels from the hamper and went back to Fang.
"Where's –"
"Door next to mine," I smiled and rolled my eyes going into the room.
I flicked the lights on and started sorting everything. Once sorted I turned the washer on and put the detergent and softener in then added the first load of many loads of laundry. I walked out of the room and went back in the kitchen and found Fang working at the stove.
"What'cha makin'?" I asked
"Lunch," He set down a pot of Ramen Noodles on the table, and grabbed two bowels, forks, and chopsticks.
We both grabbed the chopsticks and put some noodles in our bowels and ate silently. I gave yup using the chopsticks a minute after trying to use them and used the fork. Fang gave up a minute later and used the fork also.
After we ate, I went back into the laundry room and pulled the stuff from the washer and put it in the dryer. I stuck another load of laundry in the washer.
Over an hour went by of just switching the loads, folding them, and putting them away. I currently had a basket of Fang's parent's clothes folded and ready to be put away.
"Here," Fang lead me into the dark room and helped me put the clothes into the almost empty closet.
We came out of the room after picking the stuff that was all over the floor and putting it away. I walked over to where books lay thrown around on the floor and a broken picture frame in the living room. I started putting the books back on the shelf in alphabetical order. I picked the picture up and cut myself on the glass.
"Damn it," I hissed looking at my finger,
"What?" Fang asked coming over to me with a plastic trash bag
"Nothing, I just cut myself on this picture frame." I looked at the picture again seeing Fang with a girl that looked like him. "That your sister?" I pointed at the girl with my non blooding pinky then looked at my pointer finger.
"Yeah, her name's Amber. She brought me the yearbooks that one day. Let me get you a band aid and another picture frame." Fang stood up and went into the bathroom and then opened a closet.
He came back with a band aid and picture frame. Fang put the band aid on my finger seeing as it was my right hand and then took the picture out of the broken frame and throwing the frame away. I put the picture back into the new frame and set it on the top next to a picture of Fang in his football uniform holding his helmet.
"So where's your sister?" I asked him as he took me into another room.
"Well she has her own apartment across town and rarely comes here. This was her room." He grabbed the clothes from a basket and hung them in her closet.
I picked some trash off the floor and threw it away.
"Nickolas!" I heard a male voice yell from the living room.
"Shit, go into my room and stay there." Fang instructed and I followed him out into the hall. He closed the door quietly and opened his and I walked in and he pulled it closed so that the person knew he was coming.
FangPOV
Max was hiding in my room when I went into the living room to see my dad leaning over the couch.
"Yeah?" I asked quietly leaning against the door frame
"I know someone is here with you, go get them and tell me why you lied." He instructed
"When did I lie?" I asked
"Just go get that person!" He yelled
I walked down the hall and opened my door. I grabbed Max's hand when she came up to me and pulled her down the hall.
ThirdPersonPOV (Thought it would be fun telling it this way so I didn't have to switch back and forth between Max and Fang)
Fang pulled Max down the hall by her wrist. Max was confused by what Fang was doing. Max's eyes widened when she saw Fang's dad standing in the living room with a beer in hand.
"So this was whose voice I heard." Mr. Ride smiled
"Yes, it was now could you tell me how I lied to you?" Fang asked letting go of Max's hand
"After you tell me her name," Mr. Ride walked towards them and Fang backed up pulling Max back with him. "Nick, I'm not going to hurt her." He smiled again taking another step forward Fang stepped backwards again with Max. "NICKOLAS TELL ME HER DAMN NAME!" Max looked at Fang but was pushed to the side when Mr. Ride lunged at Fang tackling him to the ground. "Tell me her name Nickolas or I will hurt her."
Max looked at Fang worry in her eyes but his only showed pure hatered.
"Sarah, her names Sarah." Fang said
"I know full and well her name isn't Sarah!" Mr. Ride stood up and broke the empty bottle and in one shift move held Max in a choke hold holding the broken glass to her neck. "Your choice Nickolas, she dies or we just add her blood to the floor. Either way there will be consequences for you." Max held onto his arms and looked at Fang pale faced.
There wasn't really anything Fang could do, but she knew he would damn try too. Fang shook with fear and adrenaline as he thought of something to do.
"Fang," Max choked out
"Let her go!" Fang yelled
"Not until blood has been shed from her and you."
"Her names Max okay?!" Mr. Ride pulled the glass against Max's arm, "Let her go!" he started pulling the glass along Max's other arm. "Dad, please just let her go."
"Not until she's dead she's seen too much." There was a knock on the door but it was really just Fang knocking on the wall behind him. Mr. Ride looked at the door; Fang grabbed the letter opener and tackled his dad to the ground knocking his arms away from Max and the bottle. Max laid on the ground watching Fang as and his dad.
"Max run! Go now!" Fang yelled at her she ran out to the door and started running to Iggy's house.
She ran up to a tree and started climbing she saw Iggy in his room and she started knocking on the glass quickly. Iggy pulled it open and gasped helping Max into the bedroom.
"What happened?!" Iggy yelled
"Can't explain call the police now!" Max yelled back looking at her arms then running her bloody hands through her blonde hair leaving streaks of blood in her hair.
Fang pulled his wrist out of his dad's grip and reached for the letter opener that had been thrown.
"Nickolas!" Mr. Ride yelled punching Fang in the jaw and catching him off guard.
Fang was thrown off of his father and onto the ground. Mr. Ride grabbed the letter opener and tackled Fang to the ground as Fang tried to get up.
"Not today boy!"
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