The Disbanded: Divided We Stand – Chapter 63

By MyNameIsCAL

-Fang's POV-

I lay in bed with Max one night. The rest of the house was awake, but I was tired and Max had no desire to be around the others without me. They were all honestly stressing me out.

"Iggy and Ella," Max muttered, her arms coming around me. "I mean, it was a little fast, don't you think?"

"I guess so," I agreed.

She let out a sigh. "I guess we'll see what happens."

"I guess so," I found myself repeating. "You know, we should get away for a while, from all of this."

"And where would we go?" she questioned.

"Anywhere," I whispered in her ear.

Suddenly, I was kissing her and she was kissing me back. I don't really remember how or why or what had compelled us to do that. Everything happened so fast. Max was pulling my shirt off as we became tangled in the blankets.

"Wait, Fang," Max grabbed me by the arms.

"Shit," I growled, rolling off of her, trying to suck in deep breaths.

For a while, we lay in silence, listening to the beeping of my heart rate monitor.

"I'm sorry," Max breathed out. "I…I…"

"Shhh, it's not your fault," I said, letting her settle back against me as we had been before.

The rest of the house seemed to have settled. There was no more talking from the kitchen, the shower upstairs wasn't running anymore. It seemed more quiet than usual. Iggy wasn't snoring tonight, but then I tried to focus and I could hear him and Ella talking, but I wasn't able to make out what they were saying. It wasn't my business to know what they were talking about anyway.

"I'm sorry." It was my turn to apologize now to Max.

"Why?" Even in the darkness I could tell she was frowning. "It's not a big deal, Fang."

I opened and closed my mouth a few times, wanting to say more, but she put a finger to my lips. "Fang, don't let stuff like that get to you, okay? I know you're going to spend all night thinking about it, and the more you think about it, the more guilty you feel even though you don't need to feel guilty."

Max was totally right.

I said nothing as she fixed the blankets and pulled them over us.

"Goodnight, Fang," she whispered, kissing my cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too, Max."


-Iggy's POV-

It was simple. Ella and I, well, getting married hadn't really been planned. I mean, yeah, we talked about it, and we were going to wait, take things slow, until the time came when we felt it was right. But this. Well this, it just sped up everything.

It had been a week ago now I guess, when Ella had came into the room, rambling almost faster than Nudge, and I couldn't make out a word she was saying.

"What's wrong?" I had asked.

And she stopped for a moment, sucked in a break, let it out, and flat out said, "Iggy, I'm pregnant."

Well, I didn't know what I was going to do then, and I guess the first thing I thought of was how to make everything right, before the others could freak out, you know? Because we were trying ourselves not to freak out.

"Well, I guess everything's gotta happen sooner," Ella told me.

"But it's what we wanted," I assured her. "Everything will be great."

And with that, we decided to get married.


-Max's POV-

There was something wrong. Not between Fang and me, but with everyone else. I got this off feeling about something. I'm not sure if it was because things just seemed to be spiraling forward so fast, or if it was because Fang and I had found solid ground and everyone else was still trying to find something flat to stand on.

"Next month will be fun," Fang said sarcastically with that half smile of his. "Two weddings."

I sighed. "I don't know why Iggy and Ella are in such a rush."

He shrugged and hobbled to the dresser, trying to find something to wear.

"BREAKFAST!" Iggy shouted from the kitchen.

Fang pulled on a shirt and put his arm around me with a smile, using me to aid him down the hall.

"Good morning," Angel said brightly. Out of all of us, she seemed to be the happiest, almost surprisingly. But you always got this feeling from her that she knew more than you did, and she wasn't going to give what was going to happen away.

"Morning," Fang yawned as he sat down.

I took the seat next to him and Angel took the one next to me. For now, things seemed normal, but as breakfast went on, you could tell Angel was preoccupied about something. She knew I was wondering about it too because if she wanted to tell me, she would have invaded my head already.


Well, thanks for reading. And sort of as an epiphany, I just finished writing the end for this story too. But there are a lot of gaps to fill in between here and the end, so there'll be a few more chapters. I have to say, writing that ending was bittersweet.

Well, I'll have the next chapter soon. I'm thinking maybe two or three more before I give you that ending. I think you'll like the ending, just maybe.