I Love You, Maybe – Chapter 10

By MyNameIsCAL

Here's a long awaited update. Thanks for your patience.

-Fang's POV-

I could still smell Max on my bed sheets. It made thinking about her hard to resist, to think that we had done it here on my bed. I wondered if I should feel guilty that I let it turn me on like that, but it was late, and I was beyond the point of trying to resist my urges.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK

Cursing, I got out of bed, pulling my shirt down to cover up my bulge. I opened the door, ready to shout at whoever it was, but when I opened my mouth, my voice barely came out as a whisper.

"Max…"

She pushed past me and closed the door. I was glad the lights were off.

"What…what are you doing here?" I managed to question.

Max sat on my bed. "I don't know, actually."

I sat down next to her, wishing I had self control, but here Max was sitting next to me, and I had just been thinking about her. Without another word, I pushed her back against the bed. She showed no sign of resisting.

We fumbled with our clothes, and then her hands made their way into my hair, and she was pleading for me to keep going. I started to kiss her neck, no longer caring about what we doing, I started to push myself deeper in. She bit her lip, moaning into my ear, only driving me to go on.

"I've been thinking about you all night," I murmured.

She dug her fingers into my hair, letting out a sharp breath. I closed my eyes and felt myself release. We lay there breathless for a while, her hand still in my hair.

"Fang…" She pulled the blankets over us. "Iggy asked me to marry him today."

"What?" I was finally coming to my senses now.

She leaned her head against my chest, tears streaming down her face. "I said yes, Fang, but…I'm not ready."

I held her close. "Max….I'm…"

"Don't apologize," she said, shaking. "I came here wanting this too, I came here confused…I…I don't what I'm doing anymore…I…"

We were pathetic, the two of us here, for all the wrong reasons. She spent the night here. She even kissed me goodbye in the morning, and as if I wasn't already more confused, I felt like I was drowning in water now, and the only person that could save me was myself.

I didn't hear from Max for the next few days, but Gazzy did call me up, asking if I could take him to the mall since Nudge was busy with school work.

"So how're things?" Gazzy asked me.

I shrugged. "They're the same as always."

He let out a sigh. "Yeah, me too."

We sat in silence for a little while, and then I figured I should try to talk to him instead of estranging myself from the entire flock.

"How's Angel?"

Gazzy raised an eyebrow. "She's alright. You heard about Iggy and Max?"

"Yeah, Max told me."

"But Max told me she hadn't talked to you for a while," Gazzy frowned.

"She called me last night."

"Ah." He shook his head. "Well, I haven't seen her for a couple of days either. Iggy was the one that told me."

There was more silence.

"Are…are you upset about it?" Gazzy finally asked.

I glanced at him and then turned my attention back to the road. "Gazzy, I'd be lying if I said it didn't."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Then he changed the subject quickly. "Angel thinks that she's the reason you're avoiding seeing the flock."

"Well, you know, I don't need Angel running through my thoughts all the time." I turned into the parking lot. "Has Max seen Angel lately?"

"You see, that's the funny thing. Max has been avoiding Angel too." Gazzy was connecting the dots, or rather he was connecting the dots with Angel, and this made me worry. But he continued to talk. "I think Angel's just being paranoid, Fang. I know you're bothered by Max and Iggy. And I think Max just wants her time alone with him."

"Yeah," I heard myself agree distantly.

Friday night was supposed to be dinner with the entire flock, but like most Friday nights, I skipped. I knew Max didn't expect me to be there anyway. Tonight I found myself a bar down the street. One I had frequented with Lissa, but hadn't been to since I had said goodbye to her. The bartender knew me well enough that my first drink was always on the house. I sat there, sipping slowly away at my beer, watching whatever sports game was on TV.

"Fang?"

I turned to see Lissa.

"Hi, Lissa." I hadn't expected to see her here. Most of the time I dragged her here.

"I didn't think you'd ever come back here," she admitted. "Uhm, well, it's good to see you."

"Yeah, how's it going?" I wasn't going to be an asshole.

"It's been alright. I'm meeting some of my friends here."

I nodded. "Alright, well, you have a good night."

She gave me a half nod and went to the corner. My back was to her, thankfully, and after another two drinks, I left. But I couldn't go back to the apartment. Not right now. There was too much going through my head. The fact that I had the potential to destroy things for the flock was crushing. I'd choose them over saving myself, but when it came to my desires, it was getting harder and harder to resist.

I'm putting this at the end of the chapters I update over the next few days just as a statement now that I've finished reading the newest Max Ride book, Angel.

My honest opinion is that it was good. It lived up to my realistic expectations, although I find myself a little frustrated because it's not exactly what I wanted. But there's still one more book, you must remember when you're reading it. The ending needs to be good, or we'll be left with a feeling that all this was wasted.

Just a suggestion, don't go into reading Angel with a hatred for any of the characters. Take a deep breath and let them speak for themselves, and you'll realize that things may be complicated, but Patterson is definitely setting up an ending that could be good (as I'm hoping), or it could be a disaster, but let's not ponder that because no matter what happens, I'll still be sitting here writing fanfics until people stop reading and reviewing them.

My inbox is opened for opinions once you've read Angel. I'd like to know how you felt about it.

And thanks for reading, as always. I'll be sure to update soon

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