Since I updated so quickly for you guys, it's kinda short. Enjoy... :)

Fang POV

I watched Max intently as she played with her hair nervously. We were waiting for Detective Bennett to come back in.

"Are you alright, Max?" I asked.

She only nodded.

I didn't want to try to make conversation because I could tell she has been trying hard not to cry. I could attempt to be funny though. Make her laugh, lighten her mood. No, that's a bad idea; she might think I don't take this seriously. I don't want to upset her so I'm just going to keep my mouth shut.

Minutes passed and the door flew open. An angry man walked in. Max clenched her jaw and shrunk down in her chair. I hear a tiny gasp escape her mouth. She was so frightened. I wanted to protect her so I stood up without even thinking.

"Sit down boy," his deep voice growled. I swallowed and obeyed.

Detective Bennett just walked in. "Okay," she said, "this is Officer Walker."

Max suddenly stood, "I'm gonna puke," she muttered, running out of the room.

Then it hit me.

This officer is Dylan's dad.

I looked up at him. "I thought you were a lawyer?" I said darkly.

"I was." He smiled and it sent chills down my spine.

"I'm gonna go find Max." I walked out, Detective Bennett followed.

"What's going on," she asked, worried.

I stopped and looked around and whispered, "Max won't tell that man anything."

"Why not? Do they know each other?"

"That's Dylan's dad." I said gruffly and she looked confused. "The guy who raped her, Dylan." I turned on my heel and looked around for Max.

"Oh god. I'll check the bathroom," she muttered.

Max POV

Oh god. Dylan's dad is a police officer now?! Oh my god. I can't do this I have to go home. I was out in the parking lot now. I forgot where I parked and kept searching for my car and fumbling for my keys. I heard Fang's voice. Oh, gosh. Fang. I should have never gotten him involved.

Dylan's dad will probably kill him. Just like he killed Kyle. How is this man a cop? Oh shoot, Fang saw me. "Max, come here." He said gruffly. He jogged toward me. "That was Dylan's dad wasn't it?" He asked while pulling me into a hug.

When I didn't answer, that was my answer. Yes. It was and now Fang is going to die. No, no no. This can't happen. I pushed myself away from his hug.

When he looked down at me I just wanted to break down and cry. But I didn't. I need to act strong. If I seem weak, he will try and help me. I need him to stay out of this.

I saw my car and I walked to it and jumped in the driver seat. Fang looked at me, "You need to go back in there," he said, "you need to tell them what happened."

I shook my head and started my car. "You coming or no?" I asked, not even looking at him. I heard him close my driver door and a few seconds later, the passenger door opened. As soon as I heard his seat belt click, I sped out of the paring lot, not caring that I was at a police station.

I was about to get out of Max's car, "Wait." I heard her whisper.

I looked back at her. She looked so sad. I shut the door, "Yes?"

"Nick," Ouch. My real name. "I think we should stay away from each other." She practically whispered it.

"What? Why?" I thought I was helping her by being here.

"You have been so sweet and I just shouldn't have gotten you involved in this. I really appreciate all that you have done for me, but it has to end." She finally met my eyes. "I need you to pretend something happened and that you are no longer interested in me as a friend or anything. I need you to act like you hate me. Or even don't act, I need you to actually hate me. I think it's be best." She was chewing on her tongue and looking back down and her gear shifter again.

"I can't do that Max, and you know it."

"Nicholas-"

"That's not even my name. It's just Nick." I gritted out. She was basically dumping me before we were even dating.

She swallowed hard and looked back up at me. "Nick, we can't see each other anymore. I don't ever want to see you again. Okay? I'm trying to say this nicely but it's not working. You are only going to make things worse for me so I'd prefer it if you stayed away from me." Ouch. I think I felt my heart just crack open a little bit. So after all the shit I do to try and make her happy, this is what I get?

"You know what, Maximum?" I said, and she looked up, probably startled by the harsh tone of my voice. But this is what she wanted, isn't it? For me to hate her?

I stared at her for a few seconds before saying, "Fuck you," and hoping out of the car, trying to walk calmly to my house. I actually wanted to run crying to my house. But she wanted me angry. Oh I'll convince her that I hate her. Right after I convince myself.

Max POV

"Fuck you." Fang said before slamming my car door.

I felt my chest squeeze and it hurt like hell. Tears brimmed in my eyes but there was no way I was letting them fall. I had to do this. If Fang had gotten too close to me or if Dylan's dad finds out that I told him some things... Fang was dead. He would kill him in a heartbeat. I need to be strong, for Fang. And more importantly, for myself. I need to fight for my happiness. There is no way I'm going to give up now. I need to tell my mom everything. I need to get a restraining order against Dylan and his dad. I leaned my driver seat back and looked through my sunroof at the sky. I need to feel safe again.

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When I write, I don't plan anything out ahead of time. I mean, I have a slight idea of where I'm going with it but I usually end up changing it. When I write a chapter, I sit down for an hour or so and just type. I seriously don't even think about it. I just see everything happening in my head and then it's all written down (or typed.) Does anyone else do this? Just curious.

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