Max POV
I screamed when I looked at who pushed me and took the shot. Fang. He looked at me, a dark liquid spreading around his shirt, in his chest. Fang gasped and fell to his knees. Iggy had Rian, the scumbag who tried to kill me.
I went over to Fang tears in my eyes. He fell, but I caught him. His breathing ragged and he had tears in his eyes. I placed his head on my lap, silently crying "No."
"Max…I'm so…sorry," he breathed out.
"Shh! You're going to be okay," I reassured him. He shook his head and tears ran down his cheeks.
"You're not dying! Iggy go get help!" I shouted. I ripped his shirt open, the buttons flying. His chest had blood all over. And there was an opening that oozed, which is where the bullet hit. Iggy knocked Rian's lights out and called 9-1-1.
"I lo-love you," whispered my Fang. He stroked my cheek. I cried out for him. I love him. I love him so much. He can't leave me! My anger vanished.
"You're going to fight Fang. You're not leaving," I said.
"Max…I deserve this," he said, closing his eyes tightly.
"No! You don't! Please! I love you! More than anything!" I sobbed. My heart was thumping wildly in my chest. Then an ambulance and two police cars came. Everything went by in a blur. The cops arresting Rian, the medics taking Fang. I cried out to let me go with him, but Iggy held me back. Iggy and me running back to tell our families. Fang's family crying and saying no, that it wasn't possible.
We all drove to the hospital, us in the lead. My mind kept denying he was dead. I would've felt it. Iggy soothed me and so did mom, but I looked out the window, praying he was alive. Fang is strong, he can't give up. I didn't pay attention when my mom asked the receptionist how he was doing. Katherine, Angel and Gazzy ran up to us.
"He's in surgery right now. You should go outside the third surgery room and ask the nurse outside," she said. I ran there, faster than everyone. I looked from behind the glass window. Doctors surrounded him. An oxygen mask was placed on his face.
"His life is balanced. He's going to choose if he fights or not," said the nurse. Tears were trailing down my cheeks, and my breathing was ragged. Everyone gathered around me. We waited for a while and I saw the monitor that beeped…beeped slowly. After a minute, it slowed and stopped. No. No no no no no no no no! My breath caught in my throat.
"No!" I screamed, pounding the glass. I slid down the wall sobbing. Everyone's cries were in the background. My mind played every touch, every look, every kiss…every I love you. He loves me as much as I love him. If he didn't love me, he wouldn't have taken the bullet. No. I love him more.
"Damn you!" I shouted at the ceiling, referring to Rian. My mom pulled me close and I sobbed onto her neck. Iggy buried his face in my back.
"He can't be gone. He has to live," I sobbed. My mom cried silently. Katherine and the siblings cried loudly.
"He's in a better place now, sweetie," whispered mom. I shook my head, sobbing loudly. My love was gone and all because of my fault. Fang was gone…and I couldn't accept it. I kept denying it…