Yes, it's late. I try and update whenever I can, but guys, I've been super busy! soo... I got like three ideas, and they're all super amazing, but one really struck out to me, and the was The Highest Flyin' Angel's! So i'm stealing your idea :D thanks(;

disclaimer: I basically don't own anything...

Gazzy: Not even the plot anymore! The Highest Flyin' Angel does!

Me: Well I own myself. So ha!

Fang: Hush. now.

Me: Shut up skippy.

Fang: you saw that?

Me: yup(:

Fangs pov

I woke up slowly as the sun hit my face. Damn, I really need to get some new curtains!

I sighed, and looked down. Max was sleeping peacefully on my chest. Her cheeks tearstained. I felt a drop in my stomach, realizing that this was all my fault. I flinched at what happened last night, and went to move off the bed.

Max had her arm wrapped tight around my waist, not wanting to let go anytime soon. I smiled at how cute she was and grabbed her wrist, begining to move it. I felt a scab and turned her wrist over. there were two long scabs across her wrist, and a lot of scars.

Then it dawned on me. The towel over her wrist. The shock she found when she saw me walk into the room. Always hiding her wrists from me. She cut, and didn't want anyone to know.

How couldn't I have seen before? How was I so fucking stupid that I didn't realize she did this to herself? I looked at the scabs again. They looked fresh, maybe one or two days old.

I did this to her, it's all my fault I thought, looking at her. I made her do it. I made her life so fucking miserable, that she resorted to cutting. She fucking cut herself because of me!

Hey.

Hey?

I'm your consicous. The less emo version of you.

I'm not fucking emo.

Sure emo boy, sure.

Okay, what do you want? your starting to piss me off.

If you don't want her to hurt herself, don't talk to her, give her the silent treatment, ignore her, whatever you wanna call it. But do what you think is best for her.

Ignore her? I don't know if that's what I want to do... But I will do anything to get her to stop. If I don't talk to her, she'll have no reason to cut.

I slid out of her hold, and into the kitchen. I sighed and opened the pantry. Cinnimon Toast Crunch, Trix, or ew, Cheerios... I grabbed the Cinnimon Toast Crunch, and poured me a bowl.

Am I really going to be able to ignore Max? Last night we kinda sorta got along, and I don't want to ruin anything that we have now.

But I have to. If she's harming herself because of me, I shouldn't talk to her. If I don't talk to her, she won't have a reason to cut herself.

I hope my plan works. I feel horrible, i'm the one who made her do this... Why am I such a fucking dick? It-

I was cut of from my thoughts when I heard a soft,

"Hey, Goodmorning," I looked up and saw Max, a soft smile on her face.

It took all I had not to talk to her. I gave her a glare, and her face fell.

"Guess last night meant nothing.." she mumbled under her breath, probably thinking I couldn't hear.

I wanted to scream, "It did! It meant a lot. Max, it's going to be alright, i'm here for you," and pull her into a giant hug.

But I couldn't. I couldn't hurt her anymore. And so I continued eating my cereal. She sat down next to me.

"Fang, what's wrong?"

scilence.

"Why won't you tell me?"

more scilence.

she finally gave up, and just sat there. I side glanced at her, and saw her face.

her bangs where in her eyes, and I wanted to push them away, but I couldn't. She had a pained look on her beautiful face. If only she knew. If only she knew why I was doing this. She would understand. But things aren't that simple.

We sat in an akword scilence, until Iggy came in.

"Woah, why is it so quiet in here? Damn, this is unusual for you too!"

"Funny, Iggy," I said.

"Oh, so you'll talk to him? But not me?"

"You won't talk to her?"

scilence. Again.

We all sat in scilence. Max had a few tears rolling down her cheek.

"You know," Iggy said, trying to lighten the mood. "This calls for that one taylor swift song. You know the one, one? well I'll sing for you... I'VE NEVERR HEARDD SCILENCE QUITE THIS LOUDDDDDD!" He sang at the top of his lungs.

No one cracked a smile.

"I'm done." A small voice whispered.

"Huh?" I asked

"I'm done. Done with you, Fang." She said, looking straight at me.

"If you need me, I'll be in the basement."

she started to walk away when I realized, the basement was where she cut.

"NO!" I yelled, grabbing her wrist. I felt the scabs, and shuddered.

"Why not? Thats where you locked me up anyways,"

"Just don't go,"

"Now your talking to me? Whatever. I'm goin'."

She pulled her hand out of my grip and walked into the basement.

What the hell have I done?

Oh well, I don't think she's going to cut.

I didn't do anything wrong, right?

Max's Pov

I woke up and reached my arm out. No Fang. I patted everywhere around the bed. No Fang. I sat up and saw Fang wasn't in the room anymore.

Must of got up, I thought to myself.

I got up off the bed and walked out into the kitchen. Fang was sitting at the table, eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch, with an increadably cute bed head, I might add.

"Hey, goodmorning," I said, smiling at him.

He looked up, and was about to say something, but then stopped and glared at me. Juat like old times,well, yesterday. I thought.

"Guess last night meant nothing to you," I mumbled. Not sure if he heard me or not.

Fang had this funny look on his face, like he was thinking really hard about something. I just didn't know what. I took a seat next to him. After a few minutes of scilence I said,

"Fang, whats wrong?"

Nothing.

"Why won't you tell me?"

Nothing again.

I sighed and left it at that. He was ignoring me and I didn't know why. Maybe it had something to do with what I told him last night?

I looked down. My bangs fell into my face but I didn't care. I saw Fang watching me, and wondered what he was looking at. He finally looked away, and we sat in an akword scilence, until Iggy came in.

"Woah, why is it so quiet in here? Damn, this is unusual for you too!"

"Funny, Iggy," Fang said.

"Oh, so you'll talk to him? But not me?" I spat. What was his problem today?

"You won't talk to her?" Iggs asked.

scilence from Fang, yet again.

We all sat in scilence. I felt a few tears roll down my cheeks. Why wouldn't he talk to me? What did I do wrong? Iggy noticed me crying, and spoke up.

"You know,this calls for that one taylor swift song. You know the one, one? well, I'll sing it for you... I'VE NEVERR HEARDD SCILENCE QUITE THIS LOUDDDDDD!" He sang at the top of his lungs.

I just looked at him. He sighed and gave up. He came over and sat right next to me.

I need to go. I need to go cut. I have to do it, It's the only thing that will make me feel better. It's the only thing that takes my mind off of everything.

"I'm done," I said softly.

"Huh?" Fang spoke.

"I'm done. Done with you, Fang." I said, looking straight into his black eyes.

"If you need me, I'll be in the basement." I said, hoping my escape plan would work. As long as he knew I didn't cut, he would let me down there.

I started walking, when I felt someone grab my wrist and yell, "NO!"

I turned and saw Fang staring right at me.

"Why not? Thats where you locked me up anyways,"

"Just don't go," Why not? I thought. Let me go, I need to cut.

"Now your talking to me? Whatever. I'm goin'."

I pulled my arm from his grip, and walked away.

I looked down and saw one of the scabs had reopened. Shit, I thought.

I walked down into the basement and into the room. I took the Scissors out of their hiding spot, And glided them swiftly over my arm.

Hopefully Fang doesn't find me.

Cause I sure as hell don't know how to get my way out of this one.

Ight, there is your chapter(: oh, and Fang isnt the reason she cuts, he just thinks he is. The reason she does will be revealed later.(: sorry it's short! RnR?