Guys'! This is theee chapter you've all been waiting for! It's so late… Sorrryy sorry sorry! I hope you forgive me(: we reached 100, that means a super long chapter. I'll make this one long, but the next one is going to be the super long chapter, because I was planning on making it long anyways... make sense? I hope. Lol if you have questions, ask! I'll answer them. On with the story. LOVE YOU!

Fang's POV

She was lying helplessly in my arms.

"Please, Max. Hold on just a little longer. Helps coming, I promise."

Those words sounded somewhat familiar to me. Like I had said them to someone else recently.

Oh, right...

**flashback**

"Please, you wouldn't shoot her Dylan, she's too pretty and you know it."

"Don't doubt me, Fangy," He spat. "I can kill who I want when I want."

"Yeah! He can. Cause he's our gang leader, and he's kick ass!" Said one of the dumb members in his gang. I think his name was Devin? I don't know, but he sure was stupid.

"Shut up, Devin. 'Fore I shoot you too!'

"Aw, man. You wouldn't shoot me, I'm too valuable."

Oh my god just shut the fuck up!

"Natalie, you need to go,"

"No Fang, I want to talk."

"Natalie now is not a good time!"

"Fang! We need to talk!"

"You need to go! This is not a good place to talk. Do you not see the guy with the fucking gun?"

"God damnit Fang! I want to talk!"

"NO!" I screamed. She started to cry,

"Whatever, Fang. We're done. I'm done with you,"

"No, baby please, " I said grabbing her arm. She pulled it from me, and walked away.

I turned around to say something to my Gang when- BAM! A gun went off.

"Nat?" I asked shaky, and turned around, only to see a body on the ground.

I realized it was Natalie.

"Your- your gunna pay for this one day! I promise you, Dylan. I will kill you if it's the last thing on Earth I do." I spat in his direction, and ran to Natalie.

"Natalie,"

"Fang," She said barley a whisper. Blood wash gushing out of her chest, where she was shot.

"What baby?" I asked, tears brimming in my eyes.

"I love you."

"I-I love you too."

She started closing her eyes.

"Please, Nat. Hold on a little longer, Helps coming. It's on the way now. You'll be ok-"

** Flashback over**

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt Max being lifted out of my arms.

I looked up and there was one of the rescue squad people. They put her on the bed thing, and went to take her to the emergency truck.

"Want to ride with her?" One of the people asked. I realized I had been staring at the same spot since they took her from me.

"Umh, uh, yeah. If there's room," I said, being strangely polite.

"Of course, sweetie!" The lady said, smiling sympathetically at me. We walked up the stairs, and out through the garage.

They were about to close the back of the van when the lady told them I was going with them. They looked at me and nodded, and I hopped in the back with Max.

The paramedics got in the front of the van, and started the vehicle.

I took Max's hand in my own and looked at her. Her naturally tan face was pale. But yet, she still looked beautiful as ever.

"Sir, Do you know why she did this to herself?" One of the paramedics asked.

"Umh, yeah." I said. It was all my fault, why not at least tell the man.

"Alright, we'll have to ask you some questions when we get to the hospital."

"Fine by me."

We drove to the hospital in silence after that. The silence was killing me. I prayed Max would be fine.

I knew she would. She was a strong girl, Stronger than me. She could simply so anything.

She was my Max.

Suddenly, my hand was pulled away from hers, and they pushed her out of the back. (Haha, that sounds funny!)

I jumped out and followed them into the hospital. They pushed her through big double doors, and just as I was about to go through I was held back.

"I'm sorry Sir, but you can't go through there."

"B-but I need to be with her!" I cried, trying to wriggle out of the man's hold on my arm.

"You need to wait here, when I receive more information I'll let you know."

"No! I have to be there with her! She needs me!"

"Sir, you need to calm down, or I will call security."

I sighed in defeat. I would rather wait then get kicked out and not be allowed back in.

This was shit. Total shit.

I guess not talking to her wasn't a good idea, thanks a lot, fucking voice in my head.

Welcome Fangypoo!

Really? Fangypoo?

Yes. That's your name, don't wear it out.

What the hell?

ALLL MY LIFEEE I'VE BEEN GOOD, BUT NOW, I'M THINKING WHATT, THE HELL?

Really? Avril Lavigne? You're worse than Iggy.

No, Iggy sings Taylor Swift, I sing Avril Lavigne.

Your both annoying, you know, why am I talking to myself? I'm not that stupid.

Sure… sure.

Whatever.

I stopped talking to myself and focused on what was going to happen to me.

I couldn't admit that I kidnapped her, but she'll probably tell someone.

"Sir? She's fine. Just cut to deep. She's in room 418."

I ran to the elevator, and pushed the 4.

I waited impatiently as the elevator rose slowly.

"Come on, damn thing!"

They finally opened, and I ran into her room.

She was laying in the bed, sleeping. Her face not as pale as before, but still pale.

I sighed and walked over to the chair next to the hospital bed, but not before noticing the gauze wrapped around her arm.

Fuck. I thought. And laid back into the chair. It was going to be a long night.

Max's POV

.Beep.

Was what I woke up to. I opened my eyes and saw everything was white. White curtains, white bed, white comforters, everything was white.

Congrats, hospital. I thought to myself. Way to make me feel like I'm in a mental hospital. Ya know, they're all white? No? Never mind.

As I was looking around the white room I spotted a black thing sitting in a chair.

What the hell?

As I took a closer look I realized it was Fang.

I was thrilled to see him. Glad he came. Hopefully he would talk to me.

I needed to let him know it wasn't entirely his fault. He was sleeping peacefully, but that had to end. I took the pillow off my bed and flung it at his head. He groaned and spat a "What do you want,"

"Fang," I whispered, my voice was strangely hoarse. His head snapped up.

"Yeah, Max?" He asked. A serious look taking over his face.

"It wasn't your fault. I promise. And I won't tell them you kidnapped me, either."

"Why?"

"Because i- I just…"

I was cut off.

"Sir, we need to talk to you."

I looked behind me and saw an officer. Shit.

"No, I was talking to him."

"Fine, we'll do it here. How do you know Maximum Ride?"

Shit. Shit. Shit. I had to think,

"Best friends brother,"

I said at the same time he said,

"Cousins,"

We exchanged a look, and I changed my answer,

"Cousins,"

"Best friends Brother,"

Damnit, did it again,

This was going to be a long night.

There you have it, folks! Haha I feel old saying that(:

Review?

Fang: Please?

Iggy: Do it! She's gotta gun!

Me: Do not! Iggy!