Chapter 14

(Fang's P.O.V)

As I drove with the windows rolled down, I found that the cool air had really helped to clear my head. When I was driving, I realize I was at the theatre. The parking lot was almost empty, and I spotted Dylan and Max at Dylan's car. They were kissing, and Max was pulling him closer. No, she was pushing him away. He kissed her again, this time sliding his hand under her blouse. I felt my temper flared as he placed her hand on his member. Then he kissed her again.

"Stop!" I heard her shout. I heard him laugh and saw he push her inside the car. I wondered what he was doing when I heard the start of a scream. Max.

I quickly got out of the car and began to stride towards them. I saw Dylan begin to unbuckle his jeans and pulled him away from the car.

My fist connected with his eye, nose, stomach, groin, cheek and any other area you think of, in rapid succession. I kicked him to the floor and was about to pounce on him, when I felt someone's hand on my shoulder.

"Fang, stop," Max said, her face tearstained.

"I'm pressing charges," Dylan wheezed, trying to get up.

""I'm pressing charges, you chauvinist pig. didn't your mom tell you 'No means no!" Max said. Even though her voice sounded thick with tears, it was harsh. She stepped over Dylan's limp body and walked towards my car. I kicked Dylan once more for good measure and heard a satisfying 'Oomph' before I stepped over his body.

I walked to Max and saw that she had her cell phone out.

"Who are you calling?" I asked her.

"My mom," she sniffed, wiping away fresh tears. "I need her to come pick me up."

"No, she's probably asleep," I told her. "Let me take you home."

"Really?" she whispered.

I nodded. She went around to the passenger's seat, and got in the car.

As I stated the car, Max said, "Fang? Are your parents home?"

"No. why?"

"Ella will be waiting up for me, and I don't want to tell her about what happened with Dylan. Well, not yet anyways. Can I stay with you tonight, please. I know we're not really that close, but please?" she whispered.

I nodded once. I don't know why I was letting Max stay over, but it felt right.

I heard a few sniffles and realized she was crying again. She cried silently all the way to my house.

"Fang?" she said. "I'm sorry."

"What for?" I asked confused. Max didn't seem like the person to apologize.

"I should have listened to you when you warned me about Dylan."

"It's okay," I said, accepting her apology. "Come on. Let's go inside."