I know, I promised! But guys I've been sooo busy! So I want to extremely apologize for that. If I would have known I wouldn't have promised. I feel so horrible! Hope you forgive me…

Fang: please forgive her, before she goes all emo and steals my emo corner.

Me: Hey! Insult! I would never stoop that low!

Iggy: Burnnnn!

Fang and Me: Shut up Iggy!

Fang: you're evil.

Me: Loveeee youuuuu.

Fang: Okay, she don't own Max Ride. Done. On with the story… back to the emo corner for me! *skips off*

Me: Did he just?

Iggy: Yeah…

Max's Pov

I was sitting at the dinner table staring in shock at the place Fang had just been. Everyone else was doing the same.

"Well, that was interesting." Jake said as he picked up some spaghetti. We all sat in silence.

"So…." Iggy said, looking bored.

"Wanna do something?"

"Can't leave, remember?"

"Oh yeah," Iggy said, just as he flung spaggeti at me

"Iggy!" I shrieked and started laughing.

He laughed and smiled.

"What was that for?"

"Looked like you needed a smile," Iggy responded, smiling big,"Guess it worked,"

"Lucky she didn't beat the living shit outta you, man!" Jake said, grinning.

I laughed, and then sighed.

"I'm gunna go check on Fang, anyone wanna join?"

They all looked down and shook their heads. 'Guess I'm doin' this on my own."

Be nice to him.

Why? He isn't nice to me! Fuck this shit; I'm going to be the nastiest bitch I can.

You're gunna regret it.

Shut up goddamnit!

Just thought you'd like to know…. Harsh!

Thanks, I take pride in my harshness.

"I gotta stop talking to myself," I sighed.

I walked into Fang's room, and heard him talking to himself.

See! You're not the only one!

Not right now, I sighed. As I got closer, I could hear what he was saying. He didn't notice me, which was really good.

"Why her, God?" He said, voice shaking holding up a picture of what I assumed was Natalie.

"Why'd you have to take her? Why not me? She didn't deserve it; she had her whole life ahead of her. I didn't I'm just a screw up, Why not just take me? I don't deserve to live," He cried, tears streaming down his face.

Fang. Emotionless rock. Mr. Emo. Was in tears. I suddenly realized I wasn't the only one pretending. He was pretending too, and goddamn was he good at it. Better than me, even.

Because I had never suspected a thing.

Not a damn thing to be wrong with him.

I felt horrible watching him, clutching to the picture and crying.

I'm glad I'm not the only one pretending….. And then,

"Is that what you think you are? A screw up? Well, join the club," came barreling out of my mouth, in such a small voice I wasn't even sure I heard it.

He looked up shocked and tried to wipe his face, but knowing it was no use, he stopped. He shoved his head in his hands and looked at me.

"How are you a screw up? Huh? Tell me, Max. Enlighten me. How is Miss Perfect such a fucking screw up? You have it all, parents who love you, friends, and a family that cares. You probably had it all at home, huh? Please, your royal highness, do tell." He spat at me.

This hit hard.

No one ever brought up my parents.

No one ever brought up my family.

No one ever brought up my friends.

And no one ever fucking said I had it all. That's when I lost it.

"You think I have a fucking perfect life? Try having a mother who walks out on you when your 14, leaving you to care for two 6 year olds, that you know you can't do anything for, when your deadbeat father decides he doesn't want anything to do with you guys after your mom leaves. Imagine having child services knock on your door, and telling you, telling you, you might never see the most important people in your life again." I said, almost breaking out in tears, Fang looked shocked so I finished, "Imagine them hugging your legs, begging you not to let them take you," I stuttered, thinking about what happened.

Flashback

"Angel? Gazzy! What do you two want me to make you for dinner?"

"Umh…. A sandwich!" Gazzy yelled

"You eat tho-"

I was cut off by the door being knocked on.

I heard little poundings of feet scurry to the door, and then a "Hi! My names Angel"

I ran to the door in record speed,

"Ange! What did I tell you about opening the door to strangers?"

"Uhh, not to? I'm sorry maxie, but I wanted to know who was here, its rude to make people wait,"

"I know hun," I smiled and ruffled her hair. "It's okay this time,"

I looked up to see a man in about his early thirty's standing at the door.

"Hi, may I help you?"

"Yes, my name is Tyler Worland (made up name) I work with child protective services. Are you Maximum?"

"Yes, what is this about?"

"Someone called child protective services, telling us your mother left, and your father is never home, which leaves these children in your care, correct."

"Yeah?"

"Well, since you are not over the legal age of 18, I'm afraid we have to take these children away from you,"

"WHAT? No! you can't take them from me! You can't have them! They're all I have left!"

"I'm sorry, Maximum, bu-"

"It's ,Max." I said in an icy tone.

"Right, max. Well, I'll be here tomorrow to get the kids. Have them ready to leave. I am really sorry."

"Yeah right, fucking prick." I said, slamming the door in his face.

"Maxie?" A small voice trembled.

"Yes, my Angel?"

"Are they taking me and Gazzy away?"

"I- Umh- Yeah." I said, choking on a dry sob.

Angel burst into tears.

"Don't let them take us, Max. I don't want to go!"

"I can't do anything, Ange. I can't do anything!" I cried along with her. Gazzy soon joined us, as we hugged each other. We spent that last night together, bawling.

Flashback

Tears started falling from my eyes. "And then, try walking the halls at school, everyone saying, "Oh, look, there's the girl who got her sister and brother taken from her,' and just mocking you about it!"

"I-I didn't know Max, Why didn't you tell me?"

"When was I supposed to? When you locked me in the fucking basement?"

I sat on the ground and cried. This was becoming a daily basis.

Fang came over and picked me up, setting me on the bed.

"Wanna talk?"

I shook my head no.

"Wanna…" he looked around the room. "Sleep?"

I nodded yes and fell into the comforter. Fang laid down next to me and stroked my hair.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered. He got up off the bed and started out the door.

"Fang?" I whispered.

What I said next surprised me.

"Stay with me, tonight. Just tonight. Please?"

Fang came back over, and lied down next to me. I cuddled into him, just needing someone to hold me. I eventually fell asleep.

No lies, that was the best night's sleep I ever got.

Kayy. Sorry it took forever, I had no clue where to go with it…. Writers block sucks. Ideas are appreciated. What would you like to see in this story? Just tell me and I'll add it in somewhere! Love you (: