True Confessions of Star Crossed Lovers

Chapter 18

Max Pov

The day seemed to drag on forever after my secret meeting with Fang- my boyfriend. God, that will never get old, my boyfriend, mine. I was nearly bursting with happiness, I swear, I must have been glowing.

So this is what those fucking annoying love sick girls feel like, huh.

I practically floated to the car when the final bell rang. Ari appeared a few minutes later, after kissing his girlfriend good-bye.

I smirked to myself as I watch him cautiously peak around his shoulder making sure no one was watching as he gave her, Ella I think her name was, a quick peck on the lips. I could tell by the look on her face that's not what she wanted though, as disappointment clouded her eyes when he pulled away so quickly.

I ducked my head and averted my eyes as he turned and started to walk off, not wanting to be caught watching.

He gave me a smile when he reached the car, unlocking it before we climbed in. A small smile spread across my face as I realized that was going to be me and Fang. That we could have that some warm fuzzy feeling, the kissing, the love, everything, maybe not in public, but we could still have it.

My smile subconsciously grew as I thought about my date tonight, and my secret boyfriend. It might have been the thrill of having a secret date behind my brother's back, the rush of doing something I knew he wouldn't approve of, or maybe it was just because I had a date with Fang. I have a feeling it was the latter.

Ari smirked at me before asking, "Why are you so smiley today, Miss Ride?"

"Oh, no reason, I am just in a good mood." I answered indifferently.

Because of Fang.

"Are you sure there is no special reason you are so happy?" Ari asked me raising an eyebrow in question as he drove off.

"Nope, no reason." I answered nonchalantly.


He shrugged his shoulders, singling he was going to drop the subject, before turning his attention back on the road. I smiled to myself as I sunk back into the seat.

We rode home in silence, going straight home since Angel had a dance lesson after school.

When we arrived home, we walked into the house, tossing our belongings on the floor near the door. Ari made his way to the couch to watch football, as I started to head to my room, I called over my shoulder trying to keep my voice as even as possible, "I'm going to Nudge's tonight. We have a bunch of homework and projects we have to do. I'm going to spend the night."

I bit my lip, hoping he wouldn't be able to detect my lie as I waited for a response, my back turned to him.

He shrugged before agreeing, "Alright. Have fun, and actually do your homework this time instead of studying, and by studying I mean texting, talking, eating, watching TV, and going on Facebook." He added giving me a knowing look.

I let out a nervous laugh before nodding, "I can't hide anything from you can I Ari?"

He gave me a superior smile that I felt the need to wipe off his face as he answered, " Sorry kidd-o. I'm omniscient, you can't hide anything from me. I have eyes everywhere."

I smiled, chuckling to myself as I headed back up stairs.

If only you knew.

"Ari," I called as I swiftly made my way down the stairs, bag hanging off my shoulder and keys in my right hand, "I'm leaving now."

"Ok," He called, still seated in the same spot I left him in hours ago, watching TV. He turned to face me, "Be safe. Don't do anything stupid, get your work done, don't stay up too late, you have school tomorrow, and-"I cut him off before he could finish his 'parent speech'.

"Ari. I know." I stated a bit annoyed.

"Sorry," He said sheepishly, "Have fun ok?"

I gave him a small smile as he got up to hug me, "Don't worry, I will."

I most defiantly will.

I gave him a quick peck on the cheek before heading to the door. Before I closed the door behind me I called over my shoulder, "Don't forget to pick up Angel and no girls." I stated giving him a knowing look as I reversed our rolls, let's see who he likes it.

His face paled as he struggled to swallow, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, "Max I wouldn't-" I cut him off before he started apologizing again.

"Ari, I was kidding, just try and keep your hormones in check alright?" I winked at him before heading off to my car and getting inside, pulling my phone out while doing so. I hit speed dial one and waited for Nudge to pick up. On the third ring she answered.

"Nudge? I'm coming over, ok?" I spoke into my phone as started the engine and started to back out.

"Ok. Is everything alright?" she asked, concern evident in her voice.

"Yep, I just need your help." I answered simply, not sure if I should tell Nudge about my date or not.

She paused for a moment before asking curiously, "Help with what exactly?"

I winced, realizing there was no way around telling her as I started to open my mouth.

"Ok, if I tell you, you have to keep your mouth shut, ok? Do not start freaking out. Do not go on one of your Nudge tangents. Alright?" I asked, laying down the law.

She grumbled a bit in protest before agreeing.

I sighed, rubbing my temples as I waited at a red light, "Well, I have a date...With Fang." I finished biting my lip as I waited for her explosion of squeals, questions and demands for details.

But instead I received the opposite, silence. Dead silence. No squeals, no questions, no running of the mouth, nothing. It was so un-Nudge like, and it scared me.

I was worried that maybe she fainted at the news and was currently laying unconscious on the floor.

"Um, Nudge?" I asked worriedly, hoping for a response.

"Wait. So you have a date?" she asked calmly, so calm it was sort of freaking me out.

"Um, yes." I answered cautiously, not sure where she was going with this.

"A real date?" She stressed.


"With a boy?"

"Yes Nudge, with a boy!"

"With Fang?" She questioned again.

"Nudge." I warned, a bit agitated, I would have rather her running at

the mouth than all of these short questions.

"So, obviously Ari was kidnapped by some evil scientists who want to run experiments on him to turn him into some mutant, because there is no way in hell

Ari would be ok with this any other way." She states simply.

I let out a nervous chuckle before answering, "Well, he-he, here's the thing, he doesn't know and I kinda need you to be my cover story."

I winced as an annoyed huff rang through the phone.

"Great. Glad to know you only told me because you needed a cover story. God this is the second time this week. Good to know where we stand as friends. Feels good to be used, really." She stated sarcastically, and a tad bitterly.

I winced at her tone as I turned into her street.

"Come on Nudge, you know you are my best friend, I would have never been able to keep this from you. It's just Fang and I decided to keep our relationship secret for now, because Ari would flip a lid if he found out. I just need you to play along. Please for me?" I asked trying my best to impersonate Angel when she wanted something.

"And what do you mean 'this is the second time this week," I added as an afterthought.

She let out an aggravated sigh in defeat before agreeing, " Alright, on one condition, I get to do your make-up and dress you."

I could practically imagine the evil grin forming on her lips.

"Fine." I grumbled choosing not to waste my energy arguing with her.

"And one more thing." She added as I resisted the urge to groan.

"What Nudge?" I asked, praying to God it wasn't anything too horrible.

"You guys go on a double date with Iggy and me." I smiled as her tone change to a dreamy state as she said Iggy's name.


A squeal of delight rang through the phone causing me to pull it away from my ear.

Now that's the Nudge I know.

"But what were you talking about earlier?" I asked pulling into her driveway.

"Oh. Well Iggy asked me a few days ago to tell Ari if he asked that he dare me to give you that hickey."

"What why?" I asked parking on the pad.

"No clue. But it's no big deal. Ari never asked me."

"Alright." I stated skeptically.

Why would Iggy ask her to do that?

Shaking my head, I turned the car off before getting out and grabbing my bag.

"I'm here."

I didn't bother to wait for a response before I hung up and let myself in. Nudge met me halfway up the stairs squealing the whole way.

She ran to me and started dancing, badly might I add.

"You have a date!" She squealed with a full blow smile spreading across her face.

I chuckled before nodding, "I have a date."

"Your first date!"

"My first date."

"A DATE WITH THE HOTEST GUY AT SCHOOL! Well, after Iggy of course." She added shrugging as if it were no big deal.

I laughed as she continued her happy dancing.

"Yes I do." I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face.

I have a date with Fang.

Nudge noticed right away and started her squeals again.

"Come on, time to get you ready." She wiggled her eyebrows as she took me by the hand and dragged me up the stairs.

-Break.. dance.. just for Kay.. who apparently doesn't have the joy and celebrating Thanksgiving-

"Max, you look hot!" Nudge exclaimed admiring her work.

"Thanks Nudge." I whispered to her as I hugged her tightly.

Nudge was a miracle worker, I did look good. She had me in something simple but cute, dark skinny jeans, a black lace tank top, a grey cardigan and black Toms.

My hair was straight and down and I had light make-up on. It looked really nice.

"No problem Babe. Have fun ok? I want to hear all about it in full details when you get back, alright? I'll be up waiting, so try not to stay out too late," she winked at me as she gave me a seductive grin, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

I laughed as she handed me my keys.

"No promises." I call over my shoulder as I walked to my car.

I heard her chuckled as I got into my car. As I started to back out I heard her faintly scream, "GET SOME!" to me, causing her neighbors walking their dogs to stop and stare.

I shook my head as I glanced at her through my mirror, her grin widening as I started the pull away.

Great, now her neighbors think I'm a slut.

As I drove closer to Fang's house I started to get a bit nervous, but I pushed those thoughts down as I pulled into his driveway.

I took a deep breath before getting out of my car. This was it.

I slowly walked up the path to his front door, ringing to door bell once and stepping back. As I waited for Fang to answer the door I started to play with the hem of my sweater, a nervous habit.

A few moments later I heard the door open and my breath caught as I looked up at Fang's breath taking smile as he looked down at me.

He was dressed in dark washed jeans, a black button up, black Converse, and his hair was still wet from a shower, still messy as if he just ran his fingers though his hair a couple times. He looked hot.

"Hi." I said softly as I smiled at him.

"Hi. You look, beautiful." His smile widen as I blushed under his gaze.

Damn him and my stupid hormones.


He smiled again taking in my appearance one more time, my blush deepening as he did despite of myself.

"So are you ready to go?" He asked me as he buttoned the last button on his black button up shirt, grabbing his keys from the coffee table near the door.

"Yep." I answered turning to walk back down the path with him as he locked his front door and turned to join me.

"So," I started slightly curious, "Where are we going tonight?"

He chuckled at me, knowing exactly what I was doing before answering me, "That's for me to know and you to find out."

"Fa-ng," I whined, sticking out my lower lip as I looked up at him.

He chuckled at me before copying my exact tone, "Ma-x." He whined back.

"Fang, please?" I asked, pulling out my most innocent voice and my attempt at the Bambi eyes.

He chuckled again mimicking my tone, "Max, please stop asking."Oh God, he is using the Bambi eyes. How can he make that look so hot?

I glared at him slightly as we made our way to his car, "Fang." I stated, slightly agitated and a bit of warning in my voice.

He matched my tone again, knowing it would push me over the edge, "Max."

I glared at him as he unlocked the doors smirking.

"Fang," I warned, signaling him to cut the crap, "Tell me where we are going."

"Max," He countered, "Shut up and get in the car so I can woe you on this date and hopefully earn another one."

I glared at him halfheartedly, grumbling as I got into the car.

"Thank you."

He smirked as he backed out of his driveway.

"You're just lucky I like you." I mumbled pouting, my arms crossed over my chest as I suck back in my seat.

He chuckled as we zoomed down the street, "Yes I am." He agreed stealing a peak at me, "You look cute when you pout."

I blushed slightly as I playfully hit his arm, "Oh shut up and drive."

"Oh, so you are quoting songs now Max? Can't come up with a snappy comeback? I'm disappointed Max, you are losing your touch." He teased as he made a turn into a parking lot of a restaurant I have never noticed before.

I was about to retort, but Fang spoke first.

"Alright, we are here." He announced, turning off the engine and stepping out of the car, walking over to my side and opening the door for me.

I smiled as I got out, walking with him as we approached the restaurant. It was a small cute restaurant that read, "Cruisers Shake and Malt Shop." It looked a little run down, small but cute, and it was defiantly not a chain restaurant, most likely family owned and run. You could tell by the looks of the place that the people there were very personal, one of those places where the workers remember everyone and ask you about the family.

I smiled at the thought of Fang choosing to take me to a place like this.

Fang was eyeing me carefully, watching to see if I approved of his choice.

"Wow, how long has this place been here?" I asked taking in the small shop I had never noticed before.

"I'm not sure, as long as I have been alive at least. My mom used to take the family here at least once a week when we were younger. I haven't been here in years." He added wistfully as he opened the door for me, a soft dig ringing to allow the workers to know someone was here.

An older woman came out from behind the counter with a smile on her face. She reminded me of the stereotypical loving grandmother who baked endless sweets and spoiled her grandkids endlessly. Bottom line, she was adorable.

She made her way over to us with a welcoming smile on her face, "Hello y'all how may I help you? Just the two of you?" She asked in a southern twang accent.

I couldn't help but smile as a small smile spread across Fang's lips.

"Yes ma'ma. Your best table please." His smiled widened as recognition flickered in her eyes.

"Little Fang? Darlin' is that you?" She asked eyeing Fang and me.

"Yes ma'ma." He answered as the woman's small smile morphed into a toothy grin.

"Oh my goodness! Look at you, my have grown. Come here and give Aunt Edie a hug. Let me look at you." She exclaimed joyfully and Fang complied.

I stood there a bit awkwardly as she shared their little moment. As they broke apart Edie, I am guessing her name was, took a good long look at him before her expression became stern and serious.

She smacked him upside the head with her apron and he let out a small yelp of surprise before holding the side of his head, his eyes giving her a questioning look.

"That mister, was for not coming to visit sooner." She scolded him as he gave her a sheepish grin. Her eyes softened a bit before she smacked him again, electing another yelp from him. I had a hard time containing my giggles.

"And that was for not introducing me to this beautiful young lady of yours." She stated giving him a knowing look before looking at me sweetly.

"Sorry Edie." Fang apologized before coming back to stand by me, looping and arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him as my heart sped up. He gave me a soft kiss on the neck, his warm breath lingering on my neck a moment longer causing a shiver to run down my spine.

"This beautiful girl is Max, my girlfriend." He stated without taking his eyes off me. My cheeks turned a deep shade of red under his gaze.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, sweetie. I can tell Fang has really fallen for you. You'll have your hands full with this one." She winked at us before turning to gather two menus and started the walk off.

Blushed tented my checks for the nth time tonight before she called over her shoulder, "Right this way sweeties, you can't stand in the door way making kissy faces all night."

Fang's arm never left my waist as he guided me over to our table, a cute booth shaped to look like we were sitting in an old car.

"Thanks." I said quietly as Edie handed me a menu and I sat down. Fang took a seat across from me and took his menu.

"So what can get you to drink?" Edie asked, licking the tip of her pen before hovering it above a note pad she held in her hand.

"Cherry Coke Please." She nodded to me and looked over to Fang, waiting for his order.


She nodded before walking off to get our drinks, winking at Fang before disappearing behind the counter again.

When she was out of our sight I turned to Fang, a giant smile plastered on my face as I chirped, "I like her."

He smiled at me as he nodded, "I could have done without the smacking though." He grumbled under his breath as he rubbed the side of his head she had smacked.

I chuckled as he playfully glared at me.

"I don't know, she does have a point, how could you not come visit her more often?" I questioned teasingly as I opened my menu.

"Maybe I didn't want to be smacked." He muttered under his breath. I let out another snicker before we turned our attention back to our menus.

We sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, deciding what to eat, before Edie came back with our drinking.

"Here go. Did you decide what y'all want?" She asked as she placed our drinks in front of us.

"I have, Max do you need another minute?" Fang asked me as he took a sip of his drink.

I shook my head before turning to face Edie.

"I'll have an eight ounce bacon burger with everything but onions and tomato, well done please." She nodded before turning to Fang.

"Eight ounce with everything, medium well with onion rings."

She raised an eyebrow at him as she collected our menus, "Fang, have you learned nothing? You are on a date for God's sake; there is no way you are getting any lip action if you eat onion rings. No, you can have fries."

My mouth dropped in shock as I realized what she has said. She was like seventy for god's sake and she is talking like she is a teenager.

I watched as Fang choked on his drink, sputtering to gain control again, obviously not excepting that to come out of her mouth either.

"EDIE!" He forced out, "I cannot believe you said that."

His eyes were wide as she just shrugged.

"What? I was just trying to get you a little action. You guys are young, live it up a little, go crazy, make out in the back of a car or something. I was a teenager once too ya know." She gave him a knowing look and if I didn't know him any better, I would have said Fang turned a slight shade of pink as she winked, but this is Fang we are talking about here.

"Well, I'm off to go place your orders. When I come back I better have to pry you two apart." She hummed as she walked off, smirking as she left us both gaping like fish.

I sat there for a moment a little shocked before regaining my composition, "Well," I started clearing my throat a bit as Fang gave me his full attention, " She's definitely not your typical grandma."

The corner of his lip twitched upward making my heart flip-flop for a moment.

Get a grip Max.

"No, she is not. Roy sure did have his hands full with that one, bless his soul." Fang spoke, with reminisces clouding his eyes.

I caught that he had spoken in the past tense, suggesting that Roy was no longer around.

Cautiously I asked, "So Roy is…" I dropped off the last part, not exactly sure what to say.

Fang caught on and gave me a sad smile before answering, "He passed away a few years back. He had prostate cancer and they caught it too late. It was hard on Edie, I don't think anyone could love someone as much as they loved each other, but she stayed strong until the end. She never lost her bubbly personality."

I smiled sadly at him, not sure what to say. I could tell Edie and Roy meant a lot to him, and the truth is, I hardly know him, and that's something I wanted to change tonight.

"So, how'd you know them?" I asked curiously as I took a swig of my coke.

"My mom used to come here with my dad on date nights before she had me. Edie used to be their server every time they would come in and she would make them a special desert that wasn't on the menu. She's convinced its how my dad won my mom over, all her doing of course." I smirked as Fang rolled his eyes, "Then later they had me and we started making it a family tradition to come here at least once a week. Edie and Roy were sort of like adoptive grandparents for us, they weren't able to have kids so I guess to them we were like the family they never had. We would spend holidays with them and they acted just like grandparents would, well, not exactly, I don't know too many grandparents who want their grandchildren to 'Get some.'."

I snickered to myself as I thought about that, Edie was certainly not your average grandmother that's for sure.

Fang sported a small smile, amusement filling his eyes as he shook his head exasperatedly.

Just as I opened my mouth to ask something else, Edie came out from the kitchen with hot plates in her hands.

Wow that was fast. Then again, we are the only ones in here, besides an older couple and a few people eating alone at the bar.

"Here ya go. Burger with no onions or tomato for you darlin' and a burger with fries for you." She stressed the word fries as she placed Fang's food in front of him, giving him a stern look as he playfully stuck his lower lip out, pouting in protest.

My god everything he does is sexy.

Max, get a grip, a voice inside my head scolded me as I felt saliva in my mouth start to gather, and it wasn't from the smell of the food.

I snickered to myself as I watched the exchange between the two, you could tell how much they cared about each other.

Fang grumbled a bit before taking a bite of his burger, satisfied, Edie winked at us before turning on her heel and stalking off to the kitchen again, leaving us to enjoy our meal.

We ate in a comfortable silence, making small talk here and there as we finished our meals. Fang even ate his French fries, most of them anyways.

After eating the last of my fries I stretched out in the booth, sitting to the side with my legs to the side of me. Fang copied my movements by getting comfortable himself, leaning back and propping his feet up on the bench I was sitting on.

"So," Edit started as she cleaned up the plates in front of us, "How was everything?"

I smiled brightly at her before answering truthfully, "Delicious."

"Good." She smiled brightly at me before moving over to pick up Fang's plate.

"Yea, but it would have been better if I would have had some onion rings." He muttered.

She gave him a glare as she smacked his arm, "Stop it you big baby."

He held up his hands defensively, in mock innocence before retorting, "Hey, I was just saying."

She rolled her eyes before grabbing him by the shirt, his eyes widening the slightest bit in surprise before standing up.

"Come on Fang," She stated in a sweet voice as she pulled him out of the booth, "I need to teach you how to treat a girl, and making her wince when you try to kiss her goodnight because your breath smells like a garlic factory is not the way to go."

I giggled at the sight of an old lady dragging Fang away into the back of the kitchen, she sure is something special.

Fang's POV.

I stayed silent as Edie dragged me away from Max and into the kitchen.

When we were out of everyone's sight she dropped her hand and turned around to face me.

She smiled sweetly at me before engulfing me in a hug, the smell of cough drops grease and candy filling my nose.

"I missed you sweetie." She said softly as she released me.

"I missed you too." I stated truthfully as I smiled down at her.

"Max seems like a great girl, you look happy with her." She stated giving me a knowing look.

My lip twitched upward as I answered, "Yea, she is great."

She smiled before her face became serious, "So, how are you doing?" She asked seriously, eyeing me, trying to read my facial expression.

I knew she had an alternative motive.

"Edie," I warned as she gave me a serious look, obviously not going to drop this.

"Fang, do not start that with me. I know you haven't been yourself lately, your mother called." I rolled my eyes and huffed as she confirmed my suspicions. My mother needs to mind her own damn business.

"Now Fang, stop, she is worried about you. You know you haven't been the same since-"

"Stop." I cut her off, my voice forceful and angry.

I didn't want to think about it, I couldn't.

Edie reached out for me, an attempt to comfort me, but I brushed her off.

"Fang, you can't keep doing this, you can't keep blaming yourself. It's been almost two years now, it's time to let go sweetie. I know it's hard, we all loved her Fang, but she is gone, we all need to move on with our lives, that's what she would have wanted." Edie's voice was soft and comforting, but it didn't make me feel comforted, it only made me feel angry, angry at myself for not being there for her when she needed me.

"Ya, well she is dead. I'm sure that's not what she wanted. We can't always get what we want can we?" I spat, anger clouding my eyes.

I should have been there for her, it's all my fault.

I watched as she winced at my harsh tone and I immediately regretted the words as they left my mouth.

"Sweetie," She started softly, her tone so sweet and understanding it made me feel like scum for the way I had just spoke to her, " I know you are hurt, Emily meant the world to you, and I understand you are upset because you think it was your job to protect her, but you could not do anything to save her. It was a freak accident- you couldn't have-"

I cut her off again with a wave of my hand, I didn't need to relive that night, I already have every night since the day it happened.

"Sweet heart, it's time to move on."

I swallowed hard as he words sunk in, it had been two years, but, how could I get over something like this.

How could I just forget her?

She was my little sister, my little angel, how do I just forget someone like her?

I took in a shuttering breath before I gave her a single stiff nod.

She gave me a tight hug before I walked out of the door, and headed back to Max, my throat starting to tighten as I found it hard to breath.

I masked my face from any emotion, even though I could feel a piercing pain inside my chest and my eye starting to sting.

As I made my way back over to the table Max's head snapped up, as she spotted me she gave me a warm smile.

I forced a small smile back as I came to stand in front of her.

"Hey." She chirped smirking, "How'd your little lesson in romantics go?" She asked with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Just dandy." I muttered under my breath, my tone slightly bitter.

I hoped that she hadn't picked up on that, but of course, being Max, she did. Her eyebrows scrunched together as she gave me a confused gaze. She opened her mouth to ask something but I cut her off before she could.

"I have to go to the restroom; can you get the money out of my wallet for me in case Edie comes back with the check?" I asked as I tossed her my wallet.

She nodded before I walked off towards the bathroom just in time before I broke down.

Briskly, I walked into the men's restroom and rested my hands on the sink, supporting myself on my arms as I gave myself a long hard look in the mirror.

How could I have let this happen?

It was my job to protect her, to love her, and to make sure nothing bad ever happened to her, and I failed her.

I felt my eyes start to sting again as I held back salty tears.

She didn't deserve to die, it should have been me.

I let my head drop, as I took deep breaths to calm myself down. I turned the sink on and splashed water onto my face to snap myself out of it.

I took one last hard look at myself in the mirror.

Why was she taken away from me?

I swallowed the lump that had formed in my mouth as I dried off my face.

She's gone, and it's all my fault.

Max's POV

I watched in confusion as Fang briskly strode over to the bathroom, tension evident on his face.

I could tell he something was bothering him, but him being Fang, he had to hide it with his calm cool and collected "I don't give a fuck" façade.

I sighed as I decided to drop it, he'd tell me when he is ready.

I opened his wallet and searched through the slits for his money, grabbing a twenty before going to close it, but a wave of curiosity washed over me before I did so.

Biting my lip, I peaked up to see if anyone was watching before I started snooping through his wallet.

What? Like you wouldn't do it too if the opportunity presented itself.

I was dying to know if Fang was one of those stereotypical popular high school jocks who carried a condom around with him in his wallet everywhere he went.

When I certain no one was around to catch me, I started snooping through the compartments of his wallet, many of which had old movie tickets, sport tickets, detention slips, class passes, and money- nothing too scandalous.

I was about to give up when I came across a hidden slot I had almost missed.

I was shocked to see what I had pulled out.

I held in my hand a small picture crinkled on the corners of a small girl, she couldn't have been more than six, with beautiful dark brown hair in thick natural ringlets and a bright smile that made your heart want to melt, sitting on a swing grasping her teddy bear tightly as she smiled for the camera.

I gasped as I looked into her dark brown eyes. I couldn't help but feel like I was staring directly into Fang's eye's himself.

I felt my heart start racing as I realized what a strong resemblance of Fang I saw in this girl.

She was like an exact carbon copy of him in girl form.

She looked so precious and innocent, not even Angel could compare to the radiance and innocence reflecting off of this little girl in the photo.

I couldn't help but feel a growing ache in the pit of my stomach as my mind jumped to two conclusions.

Feeling desperate for more information, I flipped the photo over in hopes for some kind of clue as to who this precious little girl was.

My heart stopped as I read the smile line scribbled across the back of the photo in Fang's sloppy handwriting.

The single phase made the ache in my stomach double as I felt my heart drop out of my chest.

I glanced at the writing again, hoping that my suspicions were wrong, as I read for a final time what was scribbled on the back.

My Little Angel.

Just a simple phrase, nothing more, nothing less, but it was enough to make me wonder what else Fang was keeping from me.

As I went to put the photo away, I noticed there was something else hidden in the slot I had found the photo in.

I only caught a glimpse of the card, something that almost looked like a- memorial card? Why would Fang have that?

I was going to investigate more, but I was cut off as Fang returned from the bathroom, eyes bloodshot and face drained of color.

Hastily, I shoved the photo and card back into his wallet and snapped it closed, tossing it over to the other side of the table, far away from me as guilt washed over me.

I tried my best to hide it, not needing Fang to get suspicious.

"Hi." I stated as he took a seat across from me, trying to come across nonchalantly, but I had a feeling I was failing miserably.

He eyed my suspiciously before shrugging, picking up his wallet, "Hey, sorry I took so long. Did Edie come back?" He asked shoving his wallet back into his pocket.

I shook my head, "Nope, but here she comes now."

We turned out attention towards Edie, who was walking towards us with a small to-go box with her.

"Here ya go sweeties." She chirped as she placed the box on our table.

Fang eyed it confused as he looked up at her, raising an eyebrow in question as he gazed at her, obviously he hadn't order whatever was in the box.

She shook her head at him, waving him off as she decided to explain, "This is a little something I made for you two. Open it later tonight, it's on the house." She winked as she started back to the kitchen, but Fang caught her arm stopping her.

"What is it?" He questioned her suspiciously.

She smirked before replying, "Just open it later. Have a good night guys, and Fang, you better come visit more often."

She smirked before starting off again but he caught her arm again, "Not so fast. You forgot this." He said as he slipped the twenty in her hand, giving her a stern look as she opened her mouth to object.

"Take it." He stated sternly as she tried to object.

She rolled her eyes before agreeing, giving us both a tight hug before we left.

As she hugged Fang I noticed she lingered a little longer as she whispered something in his ear, making him go stiff again.

We murmured some good-byes before heading out, Fang refusing to meet my gaze.

I felt like he was hiding something, in fact, I knew he was hiding something.

Who was that girl?

She just looked so much like Fang.

She couldn't be his-?

No, I mean he couldn't actually have a ki- no. That's crazy.

But then again, if he is hiding something from me now, what else could he be hiding?

We silently rode in the car, neither of us saying a word as he drove us to our next destination, leaving me way too much time to ponder my thoughts about Fang and this mystery girl- and the conclusions I was coming up with weren't looking too good.

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