Yeah yeah yeah I know I've been gone for a long time I'm sorry. School just ended for me and I graduated high school! GO 2014! And a bunch of other stuff has been going on too so yeah sorry! Anyway here is another chapter!

(Too…. much… pain…. help….)

"Fuck!" I hissed trying to collect myself and get up off the floor. Every movement sent another tilde wave of pain through my body. I groaned rolling over on to my stomach trying to get up. I looked up at the reason I was in so much pain, she was calmly sitting on her bed eating the giant tub of cookie dough ice cream I got her while watching me roll around her room trying to find my dignity and balls that I think she beat out of me.

"Ugh God," I groaned putting a hand on the edge of Max's bed balancing my weight and steadying my breathing before slowly pulling myself up.

"Ah fuck," I sighed breathing heavily as I fell back on her mattress.

"Next time you'll think twice before coming in here like that again won't you?" The little she devil smiled down at me.

I just groaned holding my cock, I think she broke it. Her mom was not kidding about Max having one hell of a left foot. I should probably go back and let you guys in on what happened but you have to swear on all the fudge in the world that you will not laugh at me!

Flashback

I walked past the living room where Gazzy was still watching some sort of TV show and sneakily eating candy. I slowly walked up the stairs stuffing the homemade cup in to my boxers. God I hope this thing will protect my dick and balls I need them I'll never be able to work again if she breaks them! I walked the rest of the way up the stairs not getting lost at all. All the doors were closed and they all look the same but only Max would have Three Days Grace blaring from her room. I lifted my hand ready to knock then stopped.

Fear crept into my head making its way through my veins and freezing my movements. What if she doesn't accept my apology? What if she tries to kill me? One thing I know about Max is that when she physically hurts you it's because she likes you and cares about you but if she's calm and doesn't waste her energy on you she doesn't give a damn if you die tomorrow or not. Could I handle that? Could I handle her not yelling at me and just telling me to get out? I mean I was fine before her but would I be fine after her? Why was I even here? Did Max actually mean something to me? And if so what? Why the hell did I chose to apologize to her first?

I already knew the answer to that one. Because she's the easiest, with Max its straight forward and to the point either she's gives you another chance or she's done with you. With Ella, Angel and Iggy who knows how long I'll be cleaning up that mess.

I sighed running my hand through my hair, "I can do this, I'm a man and men are not scared of 18 year old girls. Even though said 18 year old girl can kick my ass from here to China." I whispered to myself.

God this is too stressful, I picked up my manhood and dignity then bravely raised my hand to knock on Max's door. And then stopped again. You know what fuck this I'm not gonna knock I'm going to show her who's in charge here and walk right in!

So I lifted my hand again and this time turned her door knob waltzing in like I owned the damn place because I'm a man and not a punk.

"Max we need to talk," I said over the loud music.

Max was lying on her bed scrolling through her phone but jumped up when she saw me enter. I walked over to her desk where her lap top sat turning off the deafening music that came from it and placed the ice cream down.

Max gave me her death glare, "What the hell do you think you're-"

"Shut up I'm not done talking."

Max's mouth hung open from shock that I just dismissed her. "Excuse m-"

"Look what I said yesterday and how I treated you was wrong yes but you need to realize that I'm a man and I don't answer to you or anyone else I made a mistake but so what. I needed time for myself and you can either accept that and take my apology or we go our separate ways and move on."

She was paralyzed from shock, I've never talked to her like that but hey I'm not going to walk on egg shells around her and be scared I'm not a punk and I've kinda got a little bit of big head from being declared the best male porn star and I'm a little drunk so yeah I'm laying down the law right now.

Max snapped out of it real quickly and was across her room in seconds standing directly in front of me. She glared menacingly, "You wanna run that by me again?" Her voice was cold with venom dripping from it.

I rolled my eyes, "Max I don't have time for your little teenage games so-" My head snapped back as Max's fist connected with my nose. I heard the sickening crack as it broke, blood gushing down. Before I even got to register what had happened Max grabbed my arm and flipped me over. I landed hard on my back looking up at her. Still holding my arm she twisted it until I cried out not wanting her to break it. She let go then kicked me in my ribs bruising them, my breath left in a whoosh. She threw punches and kicks so fast I couldn't block them I curled in on myself when she kicked me three times in my cock fast. I grounded in pain my hands instantly flying down to hold it. She went back to throwing punches I just realized she was speaking as she hit me.

"Who the fuck do you think you are coming in to my house telling me what I'm gonna do?! Are you crazy?! How dare you, do you even know how pissed I was at you before and now you pull this?! Do you want to die?! You fucking idiot I-"

I blocked the rest of it out curling into a tight ball praying for it to be over soon. Finally she gave me one last kick then walked over to her desk retrieved the ice cream I got her then stepped over me and plopped down on her bed digging in. I should have listened to her mom.

End Flashback

So that's where we are now. I couldn't move my whole body hurt but at least I made it to her bed. I closed my eyes trying to block out the ringing in my ears and block out the pain as much as possible.

"I'm sorry," I whispered my breathing still labored. "I was a little-"

"Drunk and didn't know what an ass you were being? Yeah I know I can smell the vodka on your breath." Max said brushing some hair out my face.

I whimpered as she lightly touched a bruise on my cheek, "Your mom said it'll help take the edge off."

"Yeah well apparently it did because you came in here and completely lost your mind."

I sighed holding her hand in mine. "I'm sorry,"

I could hear her smile, "And I'm sorry for giving you such a beating I just blacked out you made me so mad."

I sighed opening my eyes to look up at her leaning over me, "I'm sorry baby girl you know I'd never speak to you like that,"

She bit her lip, "Actually it was kinda hot but I was already mad at you so that didn't help your case at all."

I smirked wincing as I moved my bruised cheek, "I'll remember for that when I heal up and we have some more fun."

She giggled and kissed my forehead, "I hope I didn't you break you down there," She rubbed her hand softly along my crotch.

"Nah your mom gave a make shift cup to protect me a little bit, I think I just need some ice and I'll be fine." I pulled the roll of tube socks out of pants and showed Max.

She smiled, "Well at least let me reset your nose,"

I sat up and held my breath as she placed one hand on my nose and the other on the back of my head.

"Fuck!" I hissed in pain as she put it back in place.

"Oh stop being a baby, I'll be right back with some bandages and ice until then," She picked up the carton of ice cream and slammed it into my lap causing me to bite my tongue to keep from crying out.

"Use this," Then she skipped merely out of the room.

This girl is gonna be the death of me.

Alright that's chapter 18 I thought it would be cute and funny to show how weird and crazy Max and Fang's relationship is going to be. Gotta love the Faxy fluff! R&R!