Soooooo, I suck. I accept it. Breath, let it go. Here's the chapter.

Hehehe....Fang's out of character, but it' s MY fanfic and I'll do what I want. I had a bad day today, and the thought of writing this cheered me up. So deal :D (Yes, I am feeling bold today...)

Disclaimer=not mine

I ditched Fang, Nudge, and my sisters halfway home from school. Fang offered to come with me, but I shook my head no until he gave up. I wanted a bit of time to myself. I needed some peace and quiet, and a little more outside time before getting cooped up in a house for the evening.

I headed to the park.

I picked up the pace to a comfortable jog. Honestly, I couldn't wait to get there. I missed the grass, the jungle gym, the stupid rocks that always got stuck in my shoes. Most of all though, I missed the swings. I saw the bright red paint and sprinted to them. I jumped into the seat and immediately began to swing. Something about swinging just felt...right.

Sturdy, back and forth motion, with the wind rushing through my hair and across my face, like I'm about to take off flying. It's like being a little kid again. I felt like, if I could just swing high enough I could fly away into the sky and never come back. Never have to face anyone or anything again. I stayed that way for about two hours.

Of course, that's when Ari had to stumble into the park with a bunch of his friends, waving around booze bottles and yelling obscenities. I rolled my eyes. They started jostling each other around and laughing. They were looking for trouble. How did they get alcohol? Furthermore, how soon did they start drinking after school to already be this drunk?

I jumped out of the swing, landing perfectly. I allowed myself a moment to smile before taking off back to Fang's. I didn't want to run into that jerk and his jerk friends when they'd been drinking. I had the briefest flash of my mom throwing a beer bottle at the wall in a drunken rage after my father died and ran faster. It smashed into a million pieces on the floor in front of her room.

I intended to go straight to my room when I got back, desperately trying to erase the image from my mind. That had been the beginning of everything. The beginning of her being an alcoholic, the beginning of her dating and marrying Walter, the beginning of everything that made my life a living hell for two years.

I was almost to the kitchen when I heard a thumping. For a moment I cringed, but after a second I realized that I could also hear music. I cautiously made my way to the doorway and poked my head in. I froze.

I know your type

(Your type)

You're daddy's little girl

Just take a bite

(One bite)

I held back a giggle. Fang was dancing around the counter, making a sandwich, and singing 'Good Girls Go Bad" by Cobra Starship. He was standing just so I could see his face but he didn't see me.

"...Let me shake up your world

'Cause just one night couldn't be so wrong

I'm gonna make you lose control.."

He did a twirl and a hip thrust. I couldn't contain it anymore. I burst into laughter. Not just a small smile, actually laughter. He froze in the middle of a dance move and slowly turned to face me. If I didn't know any better, I'd think he was blushing. I continued to laugh.

Fang broke into a rare grin, walked towards me, and continued to sing and dance to the music.

"She was so shy..."

He pointed to me.

"Till I drove her wild..."

I was laughing so hard I could barely breath, and this only seemed to egg him on. He walked towards me and started doing the party boy. I felt my face heat up as I continued to laugh uncontrollably.

"I make them good girls go bad

I make them good girls go bad

You were hanging in the corner

With your five best friends

You heard that I was trouble

But you couldn't resist

I make them good girls go bad

I make them good girls go

Good girls go bad"

I finally fell to the floor, unable to remain standing in my hysterical laughing. I lay on my back and laughed, and laughed. It felt like a five-ton weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Like, I could finally breath again.

Fang turned the volume on the radio down and just stood there watching me laugh for the longest time. Finally, finally, my laughter died down and I lay in a comfortable silence. Fang walked over so that he was standing above me, but he looked upside-down.

"Feel better?" I nodded, he helped me up, and we went into the living room to watch television. "So do I." He muttered, and turned on the TV. If I spoke, I would've asked him what he meant.

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