Oh! I love you guys too much to just leave you with that cliffhanger for so long!

"W-What do you mean by that?" I said, shaking with fear and anger.

"I-I mean, I was walking past him months ago and today too... and I saw him and Charlie hugging..."

"Th-that doesn't mean anything..." I quaked, avoiding his eyes.

"I just, I can't... I can't see him hurt you..." Fang said, trying to attract my gaze.

"So... Th-that's why-" I sniffed softly, trying not to cry, "You have been so cruel to him?"

"That's why I was in your room the other day as well... I was going to confront him..." Fang looked away, and his face flushed at the memory.

I couldn't look at him. I had to get away. As I was turning to leave I heard Sam.

"Um... Hi Fang. What are you doing here?" Sam said bluntly.

"Leaving." Fang said, and as he left he flipped Sam off, leaving Sam stupefied as to what had went down.

"Sam... I need to talk to you..." I said.

"Um... Okay, what is it?" He asked.

Sam and I walked over to the couch and sat down, and I stared at my feet.

"So what is it?" Sam asked.

"Um... How well do you know Charlie?" I asked.

Sam fell over laughing, "That's my sister."

"What?"

"Yeah, she and I are close... I guess... I got mad at her earlier and we got in a fight, but afterwards we made up and hugged and crap..." He chuckled.

"Oh my God..." I gasped, "He sucks at getting his facts straight..." I sighed.

"Who?" Sam asked.

"Fang. Of course. Fang." I muttered.

"God... That guy!" Sam yelled, scowling at the wall.

Sam stood up and I followed, we began walking to the car.

We got in and he sped off to the school. I was watching his driving then watched as a speed limit sign went by. It read "45 MPH". I turned and looked over at how fast Sam was going. 60.

"Sam you should slow down." I said to him.

"We'll get there quicker this way." He stated, glaring at the street as it sped by.

"Sam you are going too fast." I yelled.

"No. I am not." Sam debated.

I watched as a car pulled out of a street on our right side. My heart skipped a beat and my stomach plummeted.

"SAM!" I screamed as the cars collided together, hitting my side of the car.

I could feel my heart beating. It was so hard to open my eyes, but I just couldn't remember what happened. As I opened my eyes I looked down at my blue dress, which had drops of red covering it. I looked to my side to see Sam's head slammed into his air bag.

"Sam..." I gasped, barely able to talk. I was beginning to black out but as I was doing so I saw the man who ran into our car stepping out of his. Inspecting the damages, and walking over to ours. Then as he saw us through our window, he ran over.

"Are you okay?!" He yelled at me. To be honest I couldn't tell him, so as I opened my eyes and turned to him I mumbled, "Please..."

As I tried to finish my sentence I passed out but woke up every couple seconds, trying to fight it.

"911 what's your-"

"Yes I'd like to-"

"On 29th-"

That was all I heard before waking up in an ambulance with an air mask on my face. I jumped forward.

"Sam? Sam?" I said, as one of the woman working the ambulance looked over at me. She pushed me by the shoulder back down onto the bed.

"Honey, honey, he's in the other ambulance, just stay down." She said.

I fell back asleep then woke up to see my mom in her scrubs standing above me.

"You're going to be okay. You'll be okay, trust me, sweetie."

I finally scanned myself and recognized why there was blood on my dress. My arm was gruesomely split open and around my ribs had small pieces of glass there. That's when I recognized the pain. I was in so much.

I couldn't stop myself, I shrieked.

"Quick!" My mom yelled, "Push 10 c.c.s of morphine!"

Suddenly, I was out like a light.

As I awoke, I found my bed next to Sam's.

"Sam!" I croaked, almost falling out of my hospital bed.

"M-Max?" He slowly opened his eyes. He sat up and I realized he had bandages on his forehead. I looked carefully and noticed he didn't have a shirt on. Instead he had gauze wrapped around his chest.

"Sam, are you alright?" I asked. I watched as he flipped the covers off himself. After he noted his legs weren't at all harmed he stood up and sat down on my bed.

"I-I'm fine... But I've been thinking..." Sam said.

"What have you been thinking?" I asked, my eyebrows knit together.

"We... We need to break up... Ever since we've been together, I've done you more harm then helped. And... And... I love you too much to do that to you..." It was the first time he had told me he loved me.

"So you love me... So you're breaking up with me?" I asked, my voice breaking.

"Look at yourself!" He pointed to the cast on my arm, and then to the boot on my leg that was yet to be removed.

"Those were all my fault!" I croaked out.

"I crashed the car! You were getting me something when you tripped and broke your leg!" He said.

"I made you mad, which made you speed! I chose to go get you that!" I argued.

"I just... I love you too much to see you hurt..." He sighed.

"You're hurting me right now..." I murmured, avoiding his eye contact.

"Trust me, it could be worse." He looked out the window.

"Nothing's worse then something broken that you can never fix." It was kind of weird for me to say something that deep, and yet, the words just spilled out of my mouth.

"I'm... So... Sorry..." He said then lied down in his bed.

I leaned over and shut the curtain.

"Max, don't do this." I heard Sam say.

"What do you care?" I shouted, "I'm not your business anymore!"

"Max. No matter what I say, I will always love you, and I will always regret that decision... But it had to happen. I'm sorry."

"Oh, shut up..." I breathed

Okay, evil smile not so much there... Kinda sad... I just broke my ship :(

"Why did she just do that?!"

"She's a life ruiner."

Anybody know that quote? And by the way, now I'm feeling I need to find a new ship, give me a couple hours :P