Because you all had to wait so long for the last chapter, I decided to post this one early…And I was never taught how to write stuff like this (dialogue, ect, ect.) all we ever write are essays and papers. That's why my punctuation is all off (commas, ect, ect.) …blame my school system and I'll try and work on it.
Warning: Another long and possibly boring chapter, but I hope you enjoy!
I awoke to a dull throbbing in my head and glanced at the clock, 2:45. Great, it had taken me hours to fall asleep being without Fang for the first night since our reunion in that most despised cell. Of course with my luck I had only managed to stay asleep for no more than an hour, being awoken by the rapidly increasing pain within my head…why does it hurt so much?
Glancing around the pitch dark room I removed myself from the covers, destined to the bathroom. I tip-toed silently around the sleeping Angel and carefully opened the door. As I slowly shut it behind me I gasped in pain as the throbbing in my head severely amplified to a brutal shooting pain. I grasped my head between my hands and made my way to the end of the eerie, silent hall and through the bathroom door. I quickly shut it behind me, doubling over as a harsh new wave of pain rang through my head, wracking my entire body with shudders. I bit my lip in order not to cry out realizing I was experiencing another one of my glorious brain explosions. My knees buckled and I grabbed the counter top for support as I fell to the dark tile floor.
The pain became unbearable as it rapidly intensified. I grasped my head once again, tears cascading down my cheeks, and biting down on my lip even harder drawing blood. I desperately tried to fight my clouding vision as my subconscious began to suck me in to the black whole it had fast become. The pain was unbearable and I wished, and even prayed for it to end. I found myself begging for death; anything that would provide an escape from the horrible torment that would surely take me. Eventually the pain became unbearable and I blacked out; my body crumbling to a heap on the cold tile of the dark bathroom floor.
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My heavy eye lids slowly opened as I took in my surroundings. Wherever I was, it was warm and comfortable and definitely not the bathroom floor I had passed out on. I felt something around my body and opened my eyes to take in the dark appearance of 'my room'…how'd I get here?
"Max?" came a deep husky voice particularly close to my ear.
"Fang?" I asked in surprise opening my eyes even more realizing I was in his lap and, the something around my body, was actually his arms. We were on my bed, Fang sitting up and leaning against the wall. It was still black as night out, though most likely early in the morning.
And then I felt it, my body felt as if it had been backed over eight times by a monster truck than thrown to the lions. I groaned and dug my face into Fangs welcoming chest as a few tears slipped out.
"How did I get here?" I croaked out in a whisper.
"Iggy got up to go to the bathroom then ran back in the room saying someone was lying on the bathroom floor, and he thought it was you but couldn't be sure. I followed him to the bathroom and found you passed out on the floor…it was the middle of the night and you had a cut on your lip," he said rather harshly. "Max, what happened?" he finally asked in an exasperated tone.
"I-I think I had another one of those brain explosions. I got up because my head hurt and went to the bathroom, then…then the pain overtook me and I passed out I guess…" I mumbled into his shirt, feeling the pain with each word.
"Max, you scared the shit out of me." He suddenly said lifting my chin up to meet his gaze and wiping my tears away with his thumbs.
"I'm sorry…" I whispered seeing the complete alarmed and saddened expression in his eyes.
"I saw you lying on the floor, and thought…I don't know, but you wouldn't wake up, and god Max, don't do that to me."
"I'm sorry Fang…" I said as a few fresh tears slid down my already tear stained cheeks. He wrapped me tighter in his arms and kissed away my tears.
"Are you okay?" he asked. I just shook my head and curled up tighter in his lap grabbing his shirt.
"I'm so sorry Max, I'd do anything for this to stop happening." He whispered.
Realizing his concern I found my voice and said, "It's okay Fang, really." I even managed a small smile. "Where's Angel?" I asked, noticing her vacant bed and realizing we were alone.
"When I carried you in, she woke up and Iggy explained what happened. She went to go sleep with Nudge and Ella."
"Oh," I said grateful for the privacy but wishing she hadn't seen me like that. I hated for my flock to see me weak, Fang was my one exception. Somehow I always managed to fall apart when I was around him.
"Why do you think these keep happening?" he asked after a long pause.
"I don't know…" I replied and the memory of the brain explosion made me suddenly nauseous, paling my face. "Ugh, I don't feel so good," I mumbled trying to get up, but collapsing back onto Fang when my muscles decided that now really wasn't a good time to work. Lazy pieces of crap.
Instead, he scooped me up under his arms and carried me bridal style back to the forsaken bathroom where he gently set me down next to the toilet, taking a seat by my side. My stomach lurched and Fang held my hair back as the contents of my stomach made their debut into the toilet. I flushed the toilet and rested the heated skin of my forehead against it as I waited for the storm in my stomach to subside. As the nausea slowly dissipated I wiped my mouth and shakily stood up on what felt like a new-born's legs.
"Thanks," I mumbled washing my hands and reaching for my toothbrush. When I was done rinsing my mouth with water I turned away from the sink to make my way from the bathroom. To my complete dismay, my legs still refused to operate properly and my knees buckled. Fang caught me before I hit the ground and carried me back to my room; I was too tired to protest.
He placed me down on the bed and lied down next to me, wrapping me up and pulling me to him. I snuggled as close to him as was humanly possible and welcomed the sleep that pulled me away at the feel of his warm lips on my forehead.
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"Hey you guys? It's six o'clock, Iggy told me to come wake you…Max? Fang? Guys wake up!"
I could hear the faint pleas of a voice in the distance but refused to move a single part of my body, including my eyelids. I squeezed my eyes shut tighter as the pleas became clearer and I wished they weren't true.
"Go away Gazzy," said a clearly grumpy Fang lifting his head, though I could easily parallel his mood; I was exhausted.
"Fine, just be ready so we can go," the gasman ordered before exiting the room in a huff. Fang dropped his head back down on the soft blankets beneath us and embraced me tighter to him.
"I feel like we just fell asleep," I mumbled into his shirt.
"We pretty much did…How does your head feel?" he asked with a hint of concern lingering in his voice.
"Like I was run over by a truck last night." I groggily replied, still not opening my eyes afraid of the penetrating light bound to enter them.
"I'm sorry," he said kissing the top of my head.
"I really wish we didn't have to get up." I pointed out snuggling closer.
"I know, me too."
After a few more minutes of snuggling on the covers I decided we had to get up. If I didn't say anything Fang would let me sleep here all day. Mustering up the courage I finally opened my eyes. The light hit my pupils temporarily blinding me as I took in the sight of early morning.
"Fang we have to go…"
"You sure?" he inquired not relinquishing his grasp on me even the slightest.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied lifting my head off his shoulder to meet his deep brown eyes. He looked me in the eyes for a moment then leaned down and kissed me.
Pulling away he said, "You can't even make it one night without me Max…" He smirked and I slapped his arm attempting to get up. Groaning I sat up on the bed next to him rubbing my temples.
"Ugh, school's gonna suck," I stated knowing that today would be far from fun. He nodded his head in agreement and I said, "I'm gonna take a quick shower, I feel gross." I placed my feet on the solid ground but before I could completely lift my body off the bed he grabbed me around the waist pulling me back to him.
"You better not pass out on me again," he said with a small smile.
"I'll do my best." I repositioned myself in his lap and planted a soft kiss on his lips. He released his grip and I stood back up feeling a little wobbly. When I gained my balance I grabbed a fresh t-shirt and a pair of shorts and made my way to the bathroom.
The hot water of the shower felt miraculous on my body. Reluctantly turning off the water I stepped out and put on my fresh clothes. After brushing my hair I walked back to my room to see a fresh looking Fang sitting on my bed. He pulled me into his lap and I laughed at the sudden gesture.
"Max, promise me next time you have a brain explosion you'll come get me, instead of relying on a bathroom floor."
After a slight pause I finally said, "I promise."
"Max…" he said in a warning tone not believing me.
I changed my position so I was now straddling his lap and said, "I…" than I pressed my lips against his, pulling away I said, "Promise you…" than pressed our lips together again, I pulled away once more and whispered, "Fang…" and pressed my lips against his again but didn't pull away this time, sealing the promise.
He placed his hands on my legs slowly traveling up my thighs as I slipped my tongue between his lips, slowly and carefully exploring his mouth. His hands traveled higher and higher up my thighs as I deepened the kiss.
"Guys, I may be blind but I am most definitely not deaf," called Iggy from the doorway. Fang let go and we both jumped off the bed blushing even though Iggy couldn't see.
"Iggy!" I screeched.
"Sorry, but it's time to go, if you haven't noticed. You can finish making up for your lack of making out last night, later." He replied laughing.
"Suck it," both Fang and I spat simultaneously. Iggy left the room with a smirk leaving the two of us behind.
"Let's go before the both of us end up in first period detention again." I said with a small laugh, thinking back to the lucky coincidence.
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First period had royally sucked as Mr. Harrison tried every other minute to embarrass me in front of the class. Second period provided another round of twenty questions, which Fang left all the answering up to me. The meat-heads left Fang alone in gym clearly intimidated by him, though not without a few jokes first, where I practically had to pin Fang to the wall to keep from attacking them. Our team remained undefeated and Coach Johnson was practically begging us to join a sports team.
Iggy had acquired an interesting crew of followers after what he wore yesterday. They were quite relentless when he tried to shake them off, and to his extreme dismay they followed him around cracking math jokes all day. Fang, Nudge and I just laughed whenever he walked by.
Nudge had also obtained a band of followers except hers was a posse of drooling young boys. She complained of their presence, but I knew underneath she loved the attention.
Fang had attained a quick reputation after the 'gym brawl', as it was called, yesterday. Most guys had stopped hitting on me because of it and walked away whenever he approached; but I was on edge as his reputation acquired a whole new round of female stalkers. I had spent the first three periods being extremely possessive and overbearing…kind of like Fang actually!
And here we were walking into science; a class that had managed to remain uneventful yesterday as we discussed the mechanics of a magnet. Fang and I were deemed lab partners yesterday and poor Iggy got stuck with a girl that would give even Nudge a run for her money with the amount she talked.
I dropped to my chair at our two person lab desk with a loud 'thunk', Fang doing the same beside me. I buried my head in my arms which were placed on the table fighting a furious headache; most likely a result of last nights episode.
"You okay?" Fang asked lifting up my chin to look in his eyes.
I looked away and said, "fine."
"Max…" he urged in a warning, "I know you're lying."
"Just tired and have a headache," I said giving in and looking into his deep onyx eyes. I leaned my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes; I ignored the various glances and whispers from the other students around the room, didn't they have anything better to focus their energies on?
"New topic today," called out Mr. Weiss our science teacher, "Electricity!" I snapped my head up and stared at the black board where it said in huge white letters, 'Unit:17 ELECTRICITY'.
I looked at Fang who had slightly paled and was extremely tense. He looked back to me and I felt myself feel sick at the sound of the word echoing through the room.
"We're starting off with static electricity. Open your books up to the first chapter which I believe deals with electrostatic shock waves." With this command the memory of Fang sitting in that chair came back full force and I began to panic.
"Hey, you guys okay?" Iggy whispered turning around from the desk he sat in, a row in front of us.
"Huh?" was all I could manage. Fang snapped out of the painful memory's his thoughts had most likely traveled to and he grabbed my hand under the table, calming me. I came back to reality and gave a small 'yes' to Iggy who didn't believe me in the slightest but turned around none the less.
I squeezed my eyes shut in hopes of fighting off the horrible memory of watching Fang subjected to such horrible torment. Than a familiar pain ran through my head…
I gasped and grabbed the sides of my head with both my hands now feeling the onslaught of another brain explosion. Yes, another!
"Hey is she alright?" asked Iggy's lab partner elbowing him in the side and glancing back at me.
"Max? Max look at me, its okay…" Fang whispered bringing my head to look at him, worry in his eyes. A new wave of pain came and I squeezed my head harder, biting my lip. Why was this happening here?!
"No not that," I gasped out, knowing he thought I was panicked with memories. "I-I…brain…" I couldn't spit out the words afraid I would scream in pain if I did.
"Max? Gees, F-nick, what's wrong with her?" Iggy quietly questioned turning around hearing my gasp and panicked breathing, though his silence was no use, the class had begun to notice something was up.
"Max!" Fang gasped out realizing something more was wrong.
New waves of pain came, worse than the ones last night. My head felt as if it were going to split right down the middle with a sickening crack. I couldn't hold back anymore and doubled over.
"Fang!" I gasped out clutching my head, falling from my seat. Fang caught me before I hit the ground and now every head in the room was turned our way.
"Excuse me, what is going on over there?" asked the teacher finally realizing all was not in order. After taking a few steps closer he said, "Oh dear, what's wrong? Should I call the nurse?"
"No!" Both Fang and Iggy yelled at the same time.
"She has…a problem, this happens sometimes." Iggy told the teacher quickly trying to think a way out of this.
"I'm taking her home." Fang told Iggy.
Fang picked me up and I grabbed his shirt in pain, the tears free falling at will. I yelled out, the pain becoming unbearable; I thought for sure it would kill me. I could hear many shouts of 'oh my god' and 'what's happening?' around me.
"Fang! I-I can't…" I tried explaining between sobs believing that I wouldn't make it out of this brain explosion alive. The pain was just too much…oh god, the pain!
"Fang?" I heard a few question in the distance.
"Who's Fang…?" several more people echoed.
"Max no! Just listen to me, you're going to be fine…" he told me as he squeezed me tighter to his chest. My hands clenched his shirt and my toes curled up in pain. Similar to last night I felt the familiar and desperate pull of my subconscious coaxing me in. My vision clouded and I watched as the horrified expressions of my fellow peers sickeningly spun around the room.
"Excuse me son, you can't just leave…take her to the nurse, would someone help him get her down there?!" Mr. Weiss yelled, really not sure of what to do.
"Fang…" I whispered feeling the pain dissipate and the bottomless pit of subconscious take over.
"Max! Max look at me!" I forced my eyes opened and looked him in the eyes one last time to see him carry me out of the room into the empty hallway, Iggy trailing behind. And then everything went black…again.
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I woke up to a strange light and lying on something rather stiff. I opened my eyes further and felt a sharp pain in my head when my pupils took in the full extent of the single light hanging above my head. When the pain subsided I looked down to see I was on some sort of cot and in a small white room with another cot a few feet away. Where am I?
Sitting up I felt the full effects of my brain explosion, and suddenly realized something was missing. Where's Fang?
"Fang?" I called out to an empty room. "Fang?!" I yelled again this time a little louder.
I bolted up off the cot and began to panic taking a quick scan of the room. The room was eerily creepy and it was starting to make me freak out a little. My legs felt like jello and I felt the familiar twist of nausea in my stomach. I grabbed onto the end of the cot for support and waited for the room to stop spinning.
There! I spotted a door off to my left and took a deep breath. I began to take a few steps fighting as hard as I could against my knees who so desperately wanted to buckle. I took a pause at the next cot and grabbed it for support before I took another deep breath to bridge the final gap between here and the door. Taking a few more very uneasy steps I finally made it to the door, leaning against the wall for support. God, where were Fang and Iggy, and where was I?
Finally turning the knob, I opened the door and looked out into the school nurses office; well I assumed so by the looks of it.
"Oh Max dear, you're awake! Pam, you can send the boys in!"
"Where are they?" I asked rather harshly.
"They're just outside sweetie, they'll be right in. I called Dr. Martinez but that blind friend of yours insisted that she didn't need to come. How are you feeling? Do you need anything, how about a drink of water?" Wow, her questions made my head spin and she kind of reminded me of Nudge. I just nodded in return, and she scooted off to get a drink.
I grabbed onto her desk for support as I waited for Fang and Iggy.
"Max!" Both Fang and Iggy yelled coming over to me.
"Where were you?" I asked exasperatedly even though I already knew the answer to that. I closed my eyes and Fang grabbed me just as my knees buckled.
"Oh dear!" said the nurse coming back over with a cup of water. No one said anything; Iggy just asked for the water and followed Fang into the room I had woken up in.
He sat down on the cot against the wall with me in his lap. "I'm sorry Max, the nurse refused to let us in there with you while you slept, she said we had to wait outside."
"It's okay," I mumbled shaking. Fang squeezed me tighter to him and rubbed my back between my wings, where he knew relaxed me.
"How did we end up in here anyway?" I asked now curious of why we were in the nurses' office in the first place.
"Apparently you can't just walk out of school with an unconscious person in your arms. We had no choice but to go to the nurse's office where Iggy explained that you had some disease and stuff like this happens sometimes. We told her not to worry and all you needed was sleep, but she said she couldn't just dismiss us and that she'd keep an eye on you while you slept here." He explained.
"Yeah but when the nurse told Fang she couldn't allow him to stay with you in here, he flipped out." Iggy added in. Fang shot him a glare and he just laughed.
"Max, you're shaking," Fang said noticing my shaking in his arms.
"That was by far the worst one yet…they get worse every time." I mumbled.
"Do you know why you keep getting them, and so often now?" Iggy inquired. I just shook my head wishing I knew the answer to that myself. The shaking of my head caused my vision to spin and the wave of nausea to come back full force.
"Fang…" I said, my face paling. He looked down and knew what was coming, having dealt with these explosions so many times before. He lifted me up and carried me out of the room and into another door right next to this one, off the side of the main nurses' office. On the label there was a picture of a stick figure person wearing a skirt; the universal sign for 'girl's bathroom'.
"Excuse me, you can't-" the nurse began to yell at Fang, but he shut the door cutting her off before she finished her sentence. He sat me down next to the toilet and held my hair back waiting for the inevitable to come. When my empty stomach revealed the little of what was in it into the toilet, I felt much better. When a second urge for my stomach to upchuck itself never came, I carefully stood up rinsing my mouth out in the sink. Why does he always have to see me vomit?!
When I was done Fang lifted me back up, something he'd been doing quite a lot of lately, I think he secretly likes it. We walked out of the bathroom to disapproving looks from the nurse and into the main office where Iggy was waiting. He set me down on my feet next to the desk and leaned over looking the nurse in the eyes. Is Fang trying to…yes he is. I laughed under my breath and he elbowed me in the side.
"She's fine now, but I'd like to take her home so she can rest, if you wouldn't mind excusing us from the rest of our classes."
"Well…I-I suppose I could excuse the both of you, but not all three, that's where I put my foot down." she said glancing at Iggy who shrugged. "Alright, here's a pass," she said handing Fang a pink slip, "stop in the main office and sign out first. And sweetie make sure you drink lots of water and get some vitamin C in your system!" she yelled out as we walked out of the nurses office; Fang half-carrying me.
It was between periods and Iggy went to his next class reluctantly knowing he would get a thousand questions. Fang and I walked through the crowded halls and I tried not to pass out with the swarm of people. He kept his arm around my waist supporting me to his side and as we were almost in the main office we were stopped by a swarm of people from our science class.
"Oh my god Max, are you okay? That was so scary!"
"We thought you were like dieing or something!"
"What happened?"
"Do you think if I pass out right now, he'll carry me around?" I swear I heard one girl whisper.
"Excuse us," said Fang in his strongest, scariest tone pulling me to the side away from the hungry students. They all paled at his words and shut their mouths stepping aside. We stepped into the office to see Maureen's sympathetic face. We signed out and waited for the final bell to ring so we could walk through an empty hallway.
Walking out into the empty hallway Fang dropped all pretenses at the lack of students and picked me up considering the fact I could barely lift my legs. I placed my head against his shoulder and shut my eyes as he carried me all the way home, neither of us saying a word. We walked into Dr. Martinez's empty house and up the stairs.
"What are you guys doing home?" Total asked following us up the stairs.
"Max's not feeling well, Total" Fang dully replied.
"Oh, Angel didn't come with you then?"
"No"
"Oh, ok. Gees Max you like a train wreck. What are you guys doing now; it gets kind of boring around here during the day."
"Total…" Fang warned.
"Right, sorry…" and he pranced out of the room, tongue hanging from his mouth.
Fang plopped me under the covers, than shut the curtains, closing out the light. He crawled in with me and held me in his arms as I laid my head on his shoulder.
"Fang, something doesn't feel right…"
"What do you mean?" he asked looking down at me in alarm.
"I don't know. The brain explosions are becoming more frequent and more painful, and I have a feeling that things aren't over with Jeb…It just feels like by being here, we're trying to be something we're not; at least I feel like I am."
"I know what you mean. The younger guys seem to be adapting okay, but no matter where we are or what we do it's like we can't escape the past…"
"Like we're not supposed to." I finished for him.
"Exactly, even Iggy's having a hard time."
"I just feel like we're prolonging the inevitable…" I whispered.
"Do you think Jeb's planning something?" he asked.
"Probably how to turn me into one of his drones; a slave to his every command." I spat out bitterly, feeling sick at the thought. It would be worse than any pain he could inflict; to not feel emotion, or have control...I shuddered at the thought. Fang felt my shudder and kissed my forehead.
"I would never let that happen…Now, go to sleep Max, you're shaking." I let a single tear fall from my stinging eyes and pressed my face into the warmth of his shoulder, letting sleep over take me.
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"Hey Max? Dinner's ready, you've got to be hungry…" Fang whispered, lightly shaking me awake. My stomach grumbled and I opened my eyes. Now that I thought about it, I hadn't eaten since last night and thrown up twice in that time. Wow, I was really hungry. I'm sure he was hungry too.
I carefully got up, ignoring the scrutiny of Fang's wary eyes. I felt stable and considerably better, seeing as we slept most the day. Fang got up beside me and I shivered at the slight breeze.
"Here," he said, taking off his sweatshirt and handing it to me.
"Thanks." I put it on and breathed in his lovely scent feeling that much better. My stomach grumbled again.
"I am soo hungry, c'mon" I said a little peppier stepping out of the room. I smelled the food the instant I was in the hallway and nearly ran down the stairs. I ran into the kitchen, Fang behind me and saw my flock sitting around the table.
"Max!" Angel yelled getting up from her seat and hugging me. "Are you okay, Iggy told us what happened."
"Yeah sweetie, I'm fine now." I offered her a smile, my stomach grumbling again louder than before.
"I wasn't sure if I should wake you guys or not, you looked so peaceful. I figured if you were hungry enough the food would wake you…I guess I was right." Dr. Martinez told us with a smile.
"Thanks! Wow, this looks great!" I said looking around at all the food on the table, my mouth watering. We sat down in the two empty chairs.
"Finally! Can we eat now?" This of course was Nudge.
"Of course," said Dr. Martinez, and we all dug in, especially me and Fang.
"Max, guess what?" screeched Angel.
"What honey?" I replied finishing off my last fork full.
"Me and Gazzy are the reigning champions of the hill!"
"That's uh, great…what is that?" Everyone laughed and Gazzy spoke up.
"There's this game called 'King of the Hill' that everyone plays at recess, and Angel and I are the champions! We rule the hill!" he said excitedly. I was still unsure of what that meant exactly but beamed anyway.
"That's awesome guys!"
"But me and Gazzy now have to fight each other tomorrow to be King, there can only be one," she stated matter-of-factly.
"Oh?"
"Yeah, but everyone knows I'm gonna win!" Gazzy pointed out.
"No you won't, I have mind control!"
"Angel!"
"I'm just kidding Max, but I'll still win," she added under her breath.
"Nah-ah!"
"Yeah-huh!" Gazzy got up from his seat putting down his fork and ran after Angel. She screeched and got up as well running into the living room where they began to chase each other.
"Guy's calm down!" I yelled rolling my eyes, everyone laughed. Iggy, Nudge, and Ella got up to go join them in their wrestling match.
"Iggy told us what happened, are you alright Max? Would you like me to look over you?" Dr. Martinez offered, truly concerned.
"No, I'm fine now, I just get these brain explosions sometimes, there's nothing we can do about them." I tried to explain. She gave me a hesitant look and I added, "Really, I'm fine", to reassure her.
"Okay then, why don't you guys go in the living room, I've got the dishes."
"You sure? We can-"
"Go, don't make me make you." She ordered with a small smile.
"Thanks for everything." I said getting up from the table. She smiled at us and we walked into the living room. As soon as we walked in I was tackled to the ground by a frantic Angel.
"Oof!" I said as my butt hit the ground.
"Sorry Max, didn't see you there!" She yelled giggling and getting back up, running from Gazzy.
"You okay?" Fang said offering his hand.
"Yeah I'm fine, I feel much better after that food." I said laughing. I looked around the room to see an all out wrestling contest.
"Outside!" I yelled before they destroyed the house; they all ran out yelling and screaming.
"I think sitting inside all day is really getting to their heads." I said to Fang walking out into the dark yard. He just nodded with a small smile.
I glanced at him with a mischievous glint in my eye and flipped on the outside light. "Girls vs. Guys?!" I yelled out. Gazzy, Nudge, Angel, and Ella all clapped their hands in compliance. Iggy looked unsure and when I glanced at Fang he was giving me one of his what-do-you-think-you're-doing looks. I stuck out my tongue and ran off the porch as Nudge, Ella, and Angel all turned to Fang. Ha-ha, yes!
"Oh no…" he said backing up.
"Oh yes!" They all said in unison, the three of them running after him. He ran off the porch but was too late; the three girls jumped on him and brought him to the ground before he had a chance to take another step. The Gasman and I watched in amusement laughing our asses off. After Gazzy explained what was happening Iggy began cracking up as well.
"Max!" Fang yelled from under the pile up.
"Yeah Fang?"
"I'm gonna kill you for this!" He shouted pushing the girls off him and standing up. He brushed off his shirt and glared at me, as the three girls ran after Iggy and Gazzy. Uh-oh!
He slowly began walking towards me, a very mischievous glint in his eyes, as I slowly backed up. I was so preoccupied watching him I wasn't aware of the root in the ground behind me. I tripped over it and landed flat on my back. I popped back up now covered in dirt and saw Fang chuckling now only a few feet away.
"You wouldn't…" I said now seeing this was no joke.
"Oh I would…" At his words I turned and ran but it was no use, he had his arms around my waist not a split second later, and we were falling to the ground. He pulled me back and I landed on top of him, then he rolled over and pinned me to the ground.
"Fang, get off me!" I yelled, but he just shook his head. Oh no. He had my arms pinned in one hand and he began furiously tickling me with the other.
"Fang!" I shouted squirming around on the ground letting out horrified and uncontrollable laughs.
"Fang, if you d-don't stop this r-right now, I'll, I…"
"You'll what?" he said finally stopping the horrible tickles. He lessened his hold on my arms and I pulled them out of his grasp. I grabbed his shoulders and flipped him over so I now had him pinned to the ground, straddling his waist.
"I don't know, but I'll think of something…Pooh Bear!" I said standing up. His eyes widened and he grabbed my arm pulling me back to the ground before I was fully up. He flipped us over once again so he was now straddling and pinning me to the ground.
"Never call me that again…" he warned me in my ear.
"Or you'll what?"
"I'll kiss you in front of the flock," he said looking mischievous.
"Nothing most of them haven't seen before," I retorted his face inches from mine.
"Oh really…?" Uh-oh. And then he kissed me. One of the most passionate kisses he had ever given. He slipped his tongue into my mouth before I could protest and we were now in one of our full-on make out sessions…on the ground…covered in dirt…the flock right there.
"Ewww! That is so not wrestling!" Yelled Nudge.
"Gees, get a room guys, I really do not want to see that!" Shouted Gazzy. I tried to push Fang off, but he wouldn't budge…damn him!
"Okay, I've never seen them kiss like that before…that's a strange way to kiss." said Angel…oh my god, Angel!
I finally broke apart and pushed Fang off me.
"God dam-darnit Fang!" I yelled still lying underneath him.
"I warned you…" I hit him in the back of the head and he just laughed getting off me.
"You could have warned the rest of us Dude, I did not need to hear that!" Iggy told him. I stood up brushing dirt off the sweatshirt Fang had given me. I looked over at Ella the only one who hadn't said anything to see her face had turned red. Right, she has a thing for Fang…shocker.
"Bed time guys!" I shouted needing to end this moment. They all groaned but headed back towards the door anyway, but not before Nudge pushed Iggy back to the ground laughing and he stood up in a huff.
We all said good night to Dr. Martinez as she went to bed and headed up the stairs ourselves. We stacked and tapped and I kissed everyone good night. When Fang headed back to his room I grabbed the hem of his shirt and said, "Where do you think you're going?"
"I thought you were mad at me" he said more like a question.
"Nope, now where did we leave off?" I asked, knowing full well exactly where we did. I pushed him against the wall and kissed him as passionately as I could. He grabbed my belt loops and pulled me closer deepening the kiss. I grabbed his shirt and began to walk backwards down the hall pulling him with me, never breaking the kiss. When we reached the stairs he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me down and placed me on the long awaited couch. He came down on top of me and I slipped my hands under his shirt feeling the hard muscle of his chiseled stomach. Without a second thought I tugged it and he pulled it off, revealing his beautiful olive skin. He came back down kissing my neck, leaving a burning trail down to my collar bone. He looked up at me questioningly and I nodded my head pulling off my, well his, sweatshirt first than my t-shirt. He continued his trail of kisses down between my chest, working his way towards my belly button. I shuddered under his heated touch and I felt him smile against my skin.
I pulled his chin back up and knowing what I wanted he placed his lips against mine. I savored their taste and their feel, relishing in the euphoric effect. I deepened the kiss and flipped him over so I was now on top of him, our legs intertwined. He ran his hands up the sides of my waist as I began to cover his entire body in tiny heated kissed. I started on his neck and much like he did to me I slowly traveled down. When I reached his scars I slowly kissed each one, feeling his body shake under my touch.
My heart sped up as I went lower and lower. Finally I lifted my lips from his stomach and came back up to his lips. He grabbed me around my waist and pulled me closer deepening the kiss. I straddled his waist and he moved his hands to my thighs and slowly slid them up towards the hem of my shorts.
I sat back, pulling him up with me so we were sitting upright on the couch. He moved his hands from my thighs to my face, cupping each cheek as I kissed him. I removed his hands and intertwined our fingers, wishing we could stay like this forever; our tongues exploring each others mouths and our fingers intertwined. I let go of his hands and he grabbed me around the waist pushing me back down to the couch, falling on top of me. I giggled and he smiled, as I ran my hands back down his torso towards the hem of his jeans. I slipped my fingertips over the hem gently tugging at them. He broke away and looked up at me in surprise. I immediately blushed thinking maybe I shouldn't have done that.
He pulled off his jeans revealing his black boxers…okay, never mind, it was a good thing I did. And let me say this, WOW IS HE HOT! He saw me looking at him and smirked, and then he came back down to kiss me, his hands slowly working their way down my waist. When he got to my shorts he looked up and I just kissed him. He laughed and began to fiddle with the button. When he finally got the button undone I carefully slipped them off, revealing my tight boy-short style underwear. I blushed feeling suddenly self-conscious as he stared at me.
He bent down and whispered in my ear, "It's okay, you're beautiful." Did Fang just call me beautiful?! I must have heard that wrong.
"W-what?" I asked in complete shock. He smiled, well his lips slightly twitched – but you know what I mean.
"You have no idea how beautiful you are Max. Do you think I have to be over-protective to fight the millions of guys off that you attract because you're ugly?" he asked.
"I-I…I don't know" I stuttered out at a loss for words.
"Max, you've always been beautiful since the first day I met you in that cursed lab, and you always will be beautiful." He told me reaching out to grab the tips of my wings and carefully stretching them out.
"It's not every girl that has beautiful wings like these," he said, the corner of his mouth turning up. Wow, he thought I was beautiful and loved my wings.
"How do you always do that?"
"What?" he asked confused.
"Know exactly what to say," I told him.
"It's not that hard when you're telling the truth," and with that he grabbed me in the small of my back between my wings and pulled me to him enveloping me in one last passionate kiss.
Angel coughed upstairs, and we jumped apart. When we realized we weren't under attack I laughed and unfortunately said, "We should go to bed." He looked unwilling but nodded his head in acquiescence remembering what happened last time we fell asleep on the couch.
I looked around then blushed, "Have you seen my shorts?" I asked. He looked around a second then reached behind the couch grabbing his pants and tossing me my shorts.
"Who would have ever thought a month ago that I would be asking you that question?" I asked smiling to myself and pulling them on.
"I only hoped…" He replied; I smacked his arm as I regretfully watched him pull his jeans on.
"Actually I did too…" I admitted blushing slightly picking up my shirt. He smiled, grabbed me around the waist pulling me to him and tugging my shirt out of my grasp.
"Fang!"
"What, you look so good, I like the blue…" he said sheepishly, kissing my bare shoulders.
"So glad to hear," I retorted sarcastically, yet turning and kissing him all the same. "Now, c'mon," I said standing up and pulling him from the couch. He gave me my shirt back and I pulled it on, him doing the same.
I grabbed his sweatshirt not wanting to leave it behind and we walked upstairs. I kissed him in front of his door before heading to mine and Angel's room reveling in his scent. Little did I know this would be our last peaceful night.
Duh, duh, duh…and so the action begins
Once again I apologize for the possible boringness, but this chapter was also necessary to write. I needed to get in the fact that Max and Fang don't really fit in, and they're both somewhat uneasy. The brain explosions are important, and I also needed the intense faxiness because something just might happen where well…I won't say, but, you'll be happy there was intense faxiness to hold you over. With that said I hope you enjoyed and PLEASE REVIEW! (27 pages!)