I know it's been awhile since I last updated but I actually have a good reason this time honest! I moved back to Philly yay me! And then right away I had to get my license changed from GA to PA and register for college classes in the fall and yada yada yada. So yeah I've actually been very busy lately. Anyway here is the next chapter I decided to update while I have minute a here.

(You know what I'm actually in a good mood right now so I'll be nice… Fang POV GASP!)

For most of my life people haven't understood me, I was a freak, the outcast. People didn't understand the way I thought and perceived things because it was so different from their way, so they classified me as stupid and "Special Ed". I knew better, I knew I wasn't dumb, that people just couldn't keep up with me. I knew I had something called a third eye, something not many people have and for good reason. That third eye is painful. It's lonely in a way because not very many people can communicate to you on that kind of level.

It's a level that God himself is on, you're more open minded and free spirited, and you see and feel things on a much deeper and complex level than others. People with the third eye are usually referred to as the "Artsy" people, the ones always in plays and always dancing, writing, singing, drawing. These are the people who can't express everything they feel in just a short conversation with their friends so their escape is there art. No one has ever understood that about me. And because of that I locked all my thoughts and emotions in a box and hid them from the world only letting myself go through my writing.

I may seem like an emotionless brick wall but underneath I am a never ending whirlwind of emotions. When I love someone I love them hard. I will do anything and everything for them just to make them happy. That person will be the first thing I think about when I wake and the last thing before I sleep. It's intense and scares the shit out of me which I guess is why I'm terrified now.

I never realized how important Max truly is to me, even if she does abuse the hell out of me. She keeps me sane and drives me crazy at the same time. She makes me want to choke her but also hold her and never let go, I want to push her away but chain her to me at the same time. She makes my head turn to mush but I have also never been more focused in my entire life. All in all she's the biggest pain in my ass but also the best thing that has ever happened to me.

I don't know if I love her or not, I know I'm not in love with her, not yet anyway. But… there's something there, something I just haven't figured out quite yet. I was thinking of all of this as Max and I laid on her bed, her head on my chest talking about her mental debate on whether or not she wanted to go to college or not. I listened (well somewhat) knowing that she wouldn't even consider taking my opinion into consideration, stoking her hair and holding the giant bag of ice to my nuts that I duck taped back to their previous position near my shaft.

"I mean I just don't see the point in college you will never see any of the stuff they teach you ever again in life and I don't want to be there for like 20 years! But I also don't want to be like a bum working my entire life barely making minimum wage you know?"

She's so cute when she tries to use the brain God did not gift her with.

"Well you know whatever you decide I'll be there for you baby girl,"

At this Max looked up at me, "You know I still don't know what it is you do for a living,"

I sighed annoyed and irritated that we were back to this. "You don't need to know what I do baby girl as long as I can take care of myself, my girls and you all's good."

She sat up pushing my ice aside and straddling my waist placing her soft, warm hands on my chest. "Fang that's not good enough for me… what if what you do is illegal?"

I let out a big breath through my nose, "I swear to you," I grabbed her thighs gripping them tight and pulling her closing. "What I do is not illegal, it's just… frowned upon and… well I'm not very proud of it. But I swear I am not doing anything wrong that will get me or you in trouble for being associated with me."

Max frowned glaring slightly at me, clearly not happy with my answer but reluctantly letting it go for the time being.

"So now that I've apologized and gotten the shit beat out of me by you-"

"You still need to apologize to everyone else,"

"I know and I will I've got a whole big grand way to apologize and make everyone love me again-"

"And this plan is?"

"It's a surprise,"

She grunted lightly punching my chest, "You know I hate surprises,"

"I know, I know," I chuckled kissing her knuckles, "But don't worry about that right now. Right now I want to know what I'm going to get in return for having my balls kicked off."

She smiled biting her lip, "Well I personally think I should take a look down there, you know just to make sure everything is ok,"

I nodded furiously, "Um, yeah you know just make sure nothing is like broken and stuff,"

She smiled even more at my clear excitement, leaning down to kiss my softly and sensually on the lips. I sighed into the kiss pulling her even closer if that was possible. We started to really get in to it; my shirt came off followed by Max's. I was just about to slide her bra off when-

"Max? Nudge is here she said that-"Max and I sprung apart; well actually she more like pushed me off the bed as she covered her chest with a pillow when her mom waltzed in the room.

"Oh… should I tell her to come back later?"

I sat up slowly trying not to groan in pain, I saw Val with a smug smile on her face as she looked between me and a red faced Max.

"Uh, no Fang was just leaving," She replied quickly.

I glared at her pissed at her empty promise. "Yeah," My voice held clear irritation, "I was just leaving."

I got up off the floor retrieving my shirt on my way out of Max's room, passing by Val who was trying and failing to stifle her laughter.

By the time I got to the bottom of the stairs I was fully dressed again and pulled my keys out of my pocket when I saw Nudge standing by the door.

When she heard my footsteps she looked up mouth open ready to start an hour long monologue, that is until she saw me. She glared causing me to flinch; someone has definitely been rubbing off on her. "You have a lot of apologizing to do,"

I sighed brushing past her trying to ignore the throbbing in between my legs. "I know," I got to my car and started it up. Next stop the local animal shelter, God I hope this works.

Alrighty people you know what to do R&R and I will update so you guys can find out why Fang is going to the animal shelter.