City of Love
Fangs point of view;
"What is this." I said as Justin handed me my sandwhich. "It's.. What you wanted. Exactly how you like it. Extra mayonaise, no mustard or peper. Turkey with cheese. Did I do something wrong? I'm terribly sorry for the mis-hap, Sir Nick." Justin said quickly, with pleading eyes. Who did he think he was? He works for me, there is no forgiveness when you make a mistake as silly as a sandwhich. "You ruined it. Take it back, throw it out. I'm no longer hungry. Thank you so much for destroying my appetite." I said with blazing eyes. He ran out quickly, not looking back. I felt a pang of guilt hit my stomach, but quickly dismissed it. When did I ever feel guilt? I focused my attention on more important things. Like Lady Lissa. She was across the room, wearing one of those dresses that only the sluts can easily pull off. It was short, middle thigh, tight and pink. I settled down in my chair and stared while her back was to me. Looking from her big feet, all the way up to that curly mess of red ontop of her head. She really wasn't my type of girl. But she was there, throwing herself at me every second of every day. Which was fine. A prince like me always gets the girl. Always.
"Nick." A whisper came to my ear. My eyes shot open, focusing finally on Lady Lissa. I haddn't realized I fell asleep in my chair. "Yes?" I smiled tightly. I was sleeping, couldn't this wait? "I need your opinion on something very important." She said with a sly smile. "And what would that be?" I said, not trying to hide the annoyance in my voice. "What dress I should wear to the upcoming ball." I looked at her in disbelief. I couldn't believe this is what was so important to wake me for. "The one you're wearing is fine." I said plainly. "Oh, but this isn't one of the choices." She said, winking like I gave her a compliment. "Then where are they?" I asked, completely annoyed with this game she was playing. "Get out, Angel!" Lissa screeched. Angle stopped playing with her toy and stared at Lady Lissa. She quickly recovered herself and ran out of the room before she got yelled at once again. I've never had a sibiling, but I can't imagine being Lissa's. Lissa turned slightly in my direction with a devilish smile on her face. "They're right over here. Let me just change out of this one first." She said, every word smooth as honey. She tried unbuttoning her dress but it got stuck. She walked slowly over to me, her butt already half way out of the dress. She gave me her pouty face and said "Awh, shoot. Would you look at that? Do you mind taking this dress off for me, Nick?" I stood up and sighed. Any other day, this would have lightened up my mood, just a bit. But today I wasn't feeling it. I put my face in my hands and said "Get out, Lissa. I'm tired and not up to playing any games with you at the moment." She turned to me with an angry stomp of her foot. "You can not order me around." She said furiously. Her fury quickly dissolved and ran to my side. "Pretty please with a cherry on top, Fang?" She snuggled my chest. Her hand came to the colar of my shirt, pulling me down to her level. She smiled sweetly at me, and I returned the smile. "No. Now get out." I said, mocking her peppy voice. She looked at me quizzacally. She then leaned in and kissed me with such force I fell backwards onto the chair I was sitting in earlier. I plied her fingers off of my arm, and pushed her away. "You're really starting to piss me off. " I said, anger rippiling through my chest. I stood up and clenched my fists at my side, not wanting to hurt her. She smirked at me, like she could care less what I was feeling. "You know where i'm at if you change your mind." She winked at me one last time and walked out of the room, slamming the door on her way out. I sat down in the chair once again and leaned over to put my head in my hands. I looked over to the nightstand where the only picture frame in the whole room was sitting. I took it in my hands, and looked at it for a long moment. I put my hand to my mouth. "I miss you so much, Mom." I whispered to the palm of my hand. That ache inside your chest never leaves. Not even after 8 years of her being gone. When I wake, it's there. When I close my eyes to sleep, it's there. On her birthday, I can't even get out of bed.
"But mom, I need to go back! It's important!" I said, trying not to raise my voice. It was her Mother's Day gift. We were on our way to my Aunt Terra's house to celebrate. "But Fang, we're already late!" She said trying desperately to keep her eyes on the road. "Please, mom!" I yelled, losing my temper at the last second. My father was too busy to come with us, as usual. Though, he remembered the holiday. Giving my mother a beautiful diamond necklace that morning. "Okay, fine! But we have to hurry. We can't be late again this year!" I smiled. I was excited to have her see it. It was a gold chain, with a golden heart hanging loosly from it. Inside the heart had a picture of me, my mother and my father. All together. The only family photo my family has ever taken together. My home schooling teacher showed me how to make it. It was the first thing I remembered being so proud of making. I kept it a secret the whole month of it being in that box. Waiting for this day to come so I could finally show her. "Oh my God!" My mom yelled as she ran through an unseen stop sign, breathing a sigh of relief that the intersection was clear. Only to turn around and see a big rig truck barelling down the middle of the road right at us. I woke in the hosbital, with a bandage on my head where I'd been cut, and a make shift cast on my arm. I looked around, trying to focus enough to figure out where I was. I saw my cousins, my Aunt Terra, and my father. All crying, huddled around my bed. "Wha.. What happened?" I said, bringing my good arm to my forehead. I remember having the worst headache, not even being able to look at the light. My father came over to my right side, grabbed my hand and said the words that made my world come crashing down. "Moms gone, Fang."
"Sir Nick, Master Iggy has arived." Justin said, coming into the living room with Iggy right behind him. I stood up and high fived Iggy, giving him a brotherly hug. "Get out, Justin." I said. Justin's head fell, and that same pang of guilt came back. I brushed it off as I looked at Iggy who gave me a disappointing raise of his eyebrow. "What?" I said defensively. "You know what." He said in that matter of fact tone he has. "Whatever man." I said, shaking my head, meaning drop it. Iggy did as I wished and changed the subject. "So, man. Who are you going with to the ball?" He said, giving me that half smile only best friends get. "No one, actually." I said matter a factly. I thought about asking Lady Lissa, but I decided against it. I'm not exactly sure why, but I just had a feeling it was better to go on my own this time. He raised yet, another eyebrow at me. "Seriously?" He said, disbelief all over his face. "Yeah, Ig. I just wanted to go on my own this time. " I said, not sure how to explain it to him. "Who are you taking?" I asked, curious to see if he would actually ask something this year. "No one, yet again." Iggy said. His mouth set in a firm line across his face. I felt bad for the man. He was my best friend. Funny, caring, and good looking in that weird manly way. He just hasn't found that one girl yet. The recent girls he's been involved with only wanted one thing. His money. I walked infront of him and got down on one knee. "Would you like to go to the ball with me, Iggy?" I said in the manliest voice I could muster. He laughed and pushed me over. "Get out of here, man." He said in the middle of laughing. I stayed where I was on the floor, laughing. "You're such an ass." Iggy said, still laughing along with me. "Man, seriously. Just go find a girl and be happy. It's not that hard. Take Lissa for all I care." I said, finally getting up off the floor. I walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water, waiting for Iggy to call me an ass again. "I want a girl that loves me, and wants to go on real dates. And actually get along with my parents. And you know what? I want her to be funny. And care about me too. Not a girl like Lissa, that only want's you to take her pants off for her." He said, saying the last part with a sneer on his face. Him and Lissa haven't gotten along for as long as I can remember. Sense we were kids even. "Man, don't be so hard on her. She has some good cualities." I said, sounding confused, even to myself. Why was I defending Lissa? Iggy snorted "Hah. Name three." I had to think for a moment. "She has nice hair!" I said, sounding as stupid as I felt. "A personality trait. Lissa is gorgeous, but her personality destorys that. When are you going to realize there is so much more to a girl than her pretty face?" Iggy said, looking at a blank wall. An awkward silence filled the room. "I don't care enough to find out." I said.
Please review & tell me what you thought of it! I'm so sorry for the terrible spacing. i forgot to do it to this chapter. The next one, I'll have it spaced out nicely for you guys. But like I said, please review! Give me ideas on Max's & Fang's part as well! Thank you guys so much for reading.