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"That smells amazing Mom," I chirp, sitting down at the table where everyone else sits, waiting. I hesitate, not sure whether to take my seat beside Fang or sit beside Carter at the end of the long table. After a moment's decision, I plop down in my chair next to Fang. I feel him looking at me, but I refuse to meet his eye.
Mom sets out all of the food on the table and we immediately begin to pile mounds of it onto our plates. It's freaking delicious as always and I eat until I literally can't eat anymore.
"Food baby," I croon, lifting up my tank top to reveal the tiny bump in my normally flat stomach.
Gazzy laughs lifting up his shirt too. "Max! I'm pregnant!" He pats the bump in his stomach, lovingly.
This sets off a round of giggles and I laugh my first real laugh in a whole week. Without thinking, I turn to Fang to see if he found it amusing. He's already looking at me and there seems to be some admiration in his gaze. My smile quickly fades as I remember why I had been avoiding him. His jaw tightens and I jerk my eyes away from him and down to the table.
"I'll be upstairs," I say and push my chair out, standing up.
"What's wrong Max?" Ella asks, sounding worried.
"Nothing," I assure her. "I just ate too much. I'm gonna go lie down."
"Know what? Me too." Fang growls, angrily standing up. Crap.
I walk quickly to the stairs and head up them, thinking maybe I can beat him and lock him out of my room. I really don't want to have this conversation because I don't know what to say.
I reach the top of the stairs when I feel someone grab my arms in a tight grip. I try to jerk away, but give that up when Fang pushes me up against the wall.
"What is your problem?" He asks, annoyed.
I stare at him in disbelief. "My problem? What's my problem?" My voice starts to rise and I take a deep calming breath. "I don't have a problem, Fang."
"Don't you dare," He snarls, fed up with my nonchalant attitude. "Don't you dare try and lie to me. You've been distant all week, always avoiding me. Tell me what's wrong," He says, softening. "Just tell me and I'll fix it."
I hesitate. To tell or not to tell?
My lips begin to move before I can stop them. "I'm not okay with-"
"Max! I'm leaving," Carter calls, coming up the stairs. She sees us, sees the tension in our bodies, and tries to backpedal. "Sorry! Um I'll wait." She turns, heading back down the stairs.
"No it's okay!" I tell her. "Wait… I'll walk you out." I glare at Fang and he releases me, pinning me with a look that says 'this is not over'. Reluctantly, I nod and go to join Carter.
Okay enough is enough! I know she didn't just put her hand on his arm! I know she didn't. I stand in the middle of the hallway, watching Fang and Lisa walk to class. Things were still distant between Fang and I since our "talk" never happened after I walked Carter out, and I had a feeling they were either about to get way better or way worse because I am done holding my tongue.
I wait until Lisa parts away from Fang, heading to her class, and then I march towards him, totally not caring that the tardy bell is going to ring at any second.
He spots me and seeing that I am in fact walking towards him, he comes towards me also, meeting me halfway. His face takes on a curious look when he sees how angry I am.
"What's wrong? What is it?" He asks, looking around for threats or clues as to what was going on in my mind.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Gee, I don't know, Fang! Maybe the fact that you haven't talked, I mean really talked, to your own girlfriend in a week and yet you still think it's okay to hang out with her!"
He stares at me in disbelief. "I haven't talked to you because you won't let me!" He retorts, angry.
"Well maybe I would talk to you if you would stop flirting with other girls!" I yell. His eyes flash.
"I knew it! I knew this was about Lissa!" He softens. "Max, we're just friends, I swear. She doesn't know anyone here. She just wants a friend."
"Oh a friend! Is that what she wants? Last time I checked, people that were "just friends" didn't stick their tongues down each other's throat! I don't know maybe I'm wrong," I say, venomously. God was he blind? Lissa was all over him. It was so obvious that she wanted him.
"That was a long time ago, Max. That was before I realized my feelings for you…. Why can't you believe me when I tell you that you're the only one for me?" He asks, his tone taking on a bit of a pleading sound.
"Why can't you believe me when I tell you that she wants you?! She doesn't just want to be your friend!"
"Yes she does!" Fang explodes. "Why can't you trust me?!"
I sigh. "I don't want you hanging out with her anymore."
"You can't tell me what to do," He grounds out and I take a step back. He's really angry.
"No, but I can break up with you…. And I will if you don't stop parading around with your ex-girlfriend."
Wait what? Why did I say that? I didn't mean that. I love him. I'd never leave him. Take it back. Take it back. Take it back.
His jaw drops in astonishment. I feel tears clouding over my vision, and I quickly turn around and stalk away.
I burst into the bathroom stall and throw up everything in my stomach. Why is this happening?