Previously on Wiped: He moved towards me from his previous location and stepped into the light. My chocolate brown eyes were met with his obsidian ones and I almost gasped.

"Do I know you?!"

Fang

An iron ball dropped in the pit of my stomach and I wanted to express my emotions, but I couldn't scare Max. I took a deep breath and stared at her round face.

"Do you not remember me?" I hesitantly asked.

"Am I supposed to?" she retorted.

I shook my head in frustration and turned away from her. She doesn't remember me, I thought. Just like I feared…

"What's your name?" Max suddenly called from behind me. I spun around and gazed into her chocolate brown eyes that were swimming with curiosity. She waited for me to respond.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because I feel like I can trust you," she replied, fiddling with her dirty blonde hair. "I know that's a stupid and ridiculous reason but something inside of me is telling me to put my faith in you. And I always trust my instincts. Always."

I know Max, I was tempted to say. I know more than you know. But instead, my lips parted, and I answered, "Fang. My name is Fang."

Max automatically tensed up. Her face went ghostly pale, and she began to play with her fingers.

"Fang," she whispered to herself. "Huh. Now that's something I didn't expect."

My head shot up. "Why? What's wrong?"

She seemed lost in her own thought before replying, "I'm not sure if I should tell you. We just met and you'll probably think I'm crazy."

"I have seen crazy before, and believe me, I doubt you will seem crazy. C'mon Max, just tell me."

She was about to speak, but suddenly, she stopped.

"Max? MAX?! How did you know my name?!"

I stood dead in my tracks.

"ANSWER ME!" she screamed, close to hysterics.

I took a huge gulp of air. "Remember how you said you felt like you could trust me, even though you just me a couple of minutes ago?"

"Yes, but that was before I knew you were a psychotic stalker," she muttered.

I held my hand out like a stop sign. "Just hear me out. Believe me Max, you can trust me. You have before."

Her eyes widened in shock.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you can count on me. You don't remember me or the rest of them. But, I hope that I can help you."

"Remember who? Remember what?" she questioned.

"I can't just tell you. You need to remember on your own." I paused for a second to recollect my thoughts. "I need to try something and I need you to cooperate."

I took a step closer to Max and she stepped one back.

"Max, relax. You said you never doubt your instincts. And your instincts are telling you to trust me. So just let me do this."

I took a couple steps forward, so our noses were practically touching.

"Wha-" she began, but was interrupted as my lips crashed against hers.

OOOOH IT'S A CLIFFY! Sorry guys for the cheesy and short chapter. It needed to be done.

ANSWER THIS PLEASE!

1.) What is your favorite song?

2.) Who is your favorite singer or band?

I'm trying to find some new music to listen to. Thanks for reading! Read and review!