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Three times. This is the third time in a row that insomnia decides he should make my life miserable by making me stay awake in the middle of the nothing while everyone else is soundly asleep.

I sighed, pinching the top of my nose and shutting my eyes before I rolled over on the pedestal so that I was on my stomach. Talus meowed in surprise as he dropped to the floor, making me gasp. I guess I didn't notice him lying on my stomach.

"Sorry, buddy." I apologized while Talus shook his head slightly and walked to where Total was curled up next to Angel, rubbing his head against him and settling himself right next to him. Total yawned tiredly, opening his eyes slightly to see Talus lying next to him, but then immediately fell back asleep.

I smiled, resting my chin on top of my clasped hands. The chapel was so dark at night, not like a couple of hours ago when it was so filled with light and cheerful laughter. I'd really hate to leave this place, aside from the rather uncomfortable wooden pedestals. The chapel just seemed so warm and homey and safe. Almost like a second home.

I yawned, turning to lie back on my back and glanced up at the ceiling. I threw my hands back and rested my head on them, hearing the low snoring coming from Iggy; the slight mumbling coming from Nudge's mouth. It all felt really nice. So calm and at ease.

"You're breaking my heart, Fang …"

I cocked my eyebrow, looking up from the pedestal only to come in contact with total darkness. That's when I noticed that Fang wasn't inside the building asleep like everyone else. I already knew Miles was outside because he volunteered to have first watch, but why was Fang out there too?

"What happened to our relationship?"

"Relationship?" I repeated, getting off of the pedestal and walking towards the doorway. Was this Miles talking? Yeah. I think it was. And the person he was talking to was … Fang? No. He couldn't be talking to Fang. Could he?

"You don't have to tell me twice," I heard Fang say. So he was outside with Miles.

I pressed my ear up against the door so I could hear them better. I know this counts as eavesdropping, but what the hell. I can't go to sleep, might as well do this to preoccupy myself.

I heard Miles laugh. "Oh, come on. You can't say you're not going to miss me."

"I've been doing just fine when I left the School in the past, haven't I?"

What in the world are they talking about? I asked myself.

Something about the past,the Voice said, almost making me jump.

"Aw, how sad. 'Cause when you left, I never stopped thinking about you," I heard Miles say. "Lying in bed awake all night, hoping that one day you'll come back. I'll apologize for being such a jerk to you before the whitecoats experimented on me. You'll forgive me and we'll … (chuckle) … Well, let's just say once I hit puberty, things got a little … hot."

My eyes widened to the point where it felt like they were going to pop right out of my sockets. I stepped away from the door as if it were contaminated with some sort of deadly disease, swaggering a little, losing my balance.

What the hell were they talking about! Lying in bed awake? Puberty? Hot?!

What are you doing!? Get back to the door! the Voice ordered.

Slowly, I steadied my balance, walking with trembling legs towards the door and pressing my ear against it with hesitation. I was afraid of what was going to pass through my eardrums next, but I had to know what they were talking about. Make sure what I just heard was some sort of misunderstanding.

At that moment, there was no one talking anymore, just a long of banging and grunting noises coming from both boys. I felt my throat close up nervously after hearing Fang groan followed by Miles saying something along the lines of 'Come on, Fang. Is that all you've got?' rather playfully.

Oh, my God, I thought frightfully, hearing more groans and banging coming from outside the chapel.

Is right now a good time to say something along the lines of 'I told you so'?

What are you talking about?

Um, hello! Banging and moaning noises coming from two boys who were just talking about hot dreams, forgotten relationships, and broken hearts. All of that can only lead to one thing, young Maximum.

My face began to flush. Well, you never know. They could be talking about something else. Or, who knows, by the way they've been acting towards one another, they could be fighting.

The Voice grumbled lowly, Yeah, probably for dominance.

I bared my teeth, starting to become frustrated with the Voice until I heard some talk once more.

"You know, this is the exact position we're always in in my dreams," Miles said in sort of a seductive tone, making my nose feel clogged. "Except, you're always the one on top, whispering love words into my ear while leaving a trail of warm kisses down my neck."

I heard the Voice chuckle while I felt a gurgling feeling in the pit of my stomach. I made a ton of gagging noises. I mean, who wouldn't? Not only was finding out that a guy you've just become alliances with was … you know—not straight, but coming to a conclusion that the guy you've known ever since you were just youngens was … not straight was just too much.

But … he kissed me before. He kissed Lisa. We almost kissed under the mistletoe just a few hours ago.

"Dude, slow down. Outside a church where people can see us—don't you think a hotel room is much more suitable?" Miles said playfully.

Wow, losing a guy to another guy, the Voice said, making me bare my teeth in anger.

No. This couldn't be. Fang couldn't be … gay. I mean, sure, he and Miles acted rather close to each other but that was because they were friends back before either of us knew them. The Voice couldn't be right about them having a relationship. No. This just couldn't be true.

"That's it," I said. "I'm going out there to see what they're really up to."

What?! the Voice cried. Max, you can't do that! What if they're in the middle of something. It'd be wise not to walk on a couple when they're—um, you know.

"I don't care," I said, putting my hands on the door handles and walking out of the chapel, confident to see that all the things I heard were just a lot of misunderstandings and that Fang and Miles weren't up to what it sounded like they were up to.

Boy, was I wrong.

My eyes widened at the sight I just witnessed. No, Fang and Miles weren't making-out or anything. Thank God. But the sight lay before me was just as shocking. After all the discussions I've been hearing, which were mostly Miles talking, I would've figured the position they were in right now would be reversed. With his arms pinned above his hand and legs resting on his sides, Fang's body was right on top of Miles, his face just inches away from Miles with a devilish smirk on his face.

"Face it, you don't stand a chance and you know it, don't you? You've known it ever since we were younger and ever since I left. No matter how badly you want this relationship, you're not going to have it."

REALTIONSHIP!I practically screamed in my head. Did Fang just say relationships!? To MILES! And the position they were in. Fang smirking. Their lips just a push away from touching.

My lips quivered as I opened my mouth to speak, my hands shaking violently. "Fang? Miles?" I said.

Suddenly, as if a cold shiver ran up both of their spines, Fang and Miles froze in their spots with ghostly looks on their faces. They both turned in unison, apparently too in shock to realize that I was witnessing the position they were in.

"Max!?" they both yelled at the same time, each voice with the same hint of apprehension.

I gulped nervously, feeling my cheeks enflame with so much redness I probably looked beat-red. "W-what are you guys doing?"

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