You Have a Twin?!

Another Nightmare?

Max's POV

"Leave them alone!" A voice whimpers from behind me. "Huh? Fang are you OK?" I ask as I turn to face my fiance. "Leave them alone!" Fang whimpers again. His face is scrunched up in pain and fear. "Fang, wake up!" I say worriedly, shaking him. "Leave them alone!" Fang whimpers again. I gasp as I see tears start to leak out of his eyes. "Iggy! Nudge! Get in here! Now!" I yell, shaking my boyfriend's shoulder. "What is it?!" The only other two people in this condo asks coming in. "Help me wake Fang up!" I order. "Fang wake up!"I yell shaking him still. "Wake up man! Come on!" Iggy shouts, also shaking Fang. "Fang you have to wake up! Come on big bro! You have to wake up!" Nudge cries. If this is bad for me, its horrible for Nudge. She is his adopted sister. "Fang! Wake up!" We all shout, and Fang's eyes snap wide open, he snaps into a sitting position, and he lets out a quiet scream. "Fang? Baby are you ok?" I ask, rubbing small circles into his back. Fang doesn't acknowledge me, but he starts coughing. Some blood flecks land on his lips. "Nudge, go get a rag from the bathroom." I say. Nudge is dead still. She is staring at the blood on her older brother's lips. "Nudge, honey. Please get a rag. He'll be ok." I say soothingly. She snaps out of it, nods, and runs off to the bathroom. "Fang, can you hear me?" I ask gently. He finally responds with a simple nod. "Fang, everything is gonna be ok. You hear me man? Everything is gonna be ok." Iggy says worriedly. Fang just nods again. "I have the rag!" Nudge says running inside. "Thanks honey. Come on Fang. Let's get that blood off of your lips." I say, starting to wipe the blood off, but Fang jerks away. "Fang?" Nudge asks confused. "I'm fine. I just need some air." Fang says as he starts to get off the bed. His voice is rough, like he'd been screaming for a long time. "No! You will stay in bed and relax!" I say sternly. "Max, I'm fine."Fang snaps. I gasp, then glare. "Fang! You are not fine! You just coughed up blood! You are physically in trouble!" I snap back. Fang just looks at the floor, and he begins to cough again. "Fang, please let us help." Nudge says tearfully. Fang looks up at his little sister and his eyes soften. He hates hurting anyone, especially Nudge. "Give me the rag." Fang says hoarsely, holding his hand out. We all breathe a sigh of relief, and I hand him the rag. He wipes his lip and swallows and takes a deep breath. "What time is it?" Fang asks. Iggy glances at his phone and says, "7:50." Nudge shakes her head and puts on a smile, "How about we eat breakfast then go to the beach? I think we should get there before its too hot and there won't be as many people there this early." I smile and nod. Iggy gets up and leaves, probably going to make breakfast. "Are you sure you're OK? Do you need pain killers or something?" Nudge asks her brother. Fang grins his typical half grin and says, "I'm fine baby sis. Go make sure your boyfriend doesn't try to poison me or Max." "Why would he poison you two?" Nudge laughs. Say what you want about Fang, but he is such a good brother. "So you and him could have the condo to yourselves." Fang answers with a wink. "Fang!" Nudge snaps mortified, whereas I just laugh my ass off. Fang just smirks and Nudge runs out of the room. "You know, most older brothers hate or at least pretend to hate their little sister's boyfriends, not make bad jokes." I say, still giggling a little. Fang just shrugs and stands up, offering me a hand. I accept and we walk hand in hand to the kitchen/dining room area. "Fang, what was this nightmare about?" I ask, stopping him about 6 feet from the doorway to the dining room. "My past, same as always." Fang says, jet black bangs hiding his face. I sigh but nod, walking into the dining room. Fang's past is fuzzy to everyone but himself and his grandparents/parents. Fang's parents died when he was a kid and his grandparents adopted him as their son. They also adopted Nudge as their daughter, but even she doesn't know anymore than Iggy or I know. "Breakfast is served!" Iggy yells happily as he places 4 plates of scrambled eggs on the table. "Thanks Iggy!" Nudge and I say happily, digging in. "Thanks Ig." Fang says, starting to sit when his phone rings. He glances at the caller ID and says, "I'll be back in a minute. Gotta take this." Then he walks to the front door and he shuts the door. We all just shrug and go back to eating. I wonder who Fang is talking to.