Here's the new fic, hope you like it. ~Jordan
Emotion Box
"Max, we think you should leave." Angel stated
Surprised, she turns to look at the blonde girl. "What do you mean, sweetie?"
"You heard me. We don't want you here. You need to leave."
Max looked from face to face searching for signs of laughter. Hoping one of them would burst out laughing and say "We got you!" but all she got were cold hard stares.
"G-Guys?" she stuttered, utterly confused.
"Nudge is tired of no social life, Gazzy and Iggy are tired of no bombs. Fang's tired of being turned down. I'm tired of you making the wrong choices." With every worked she spoke the flock took a step closer. "We're sick of it Max. Leave now!" she poured every ounce of venom she had in those words.
"F-Fang?" she tried.
He stepped up to her until they were only an inch apart. "We don't want you here anymore. You just screw up our lives even more than they already are. Just…leave." He growled. She started to back away, tears pricking at the back of her eyes.
She squeezed them shut then turned her back to them. "You will regret this." She muttered darkly before sprinting away.
Max's POV
I woke up with a scream. That was the worst nightmare of all. My heart was pounding so loudly I'm pretty sure China could hear it. I was sweating and panting. I'd been having these dreams about the flock. About how they kicked me out. I slowly rose from the hotel bed and looked at the other one. There was Grey and a note. I quickly walked over and read it. CJ had left to get us breakfast. I felt kinda bad for sleeping in, but I needed it. Not that it helped or anything.
I grabbed clean clothes and my make-up bag from my backpack. Yes, I did say make-up. I need to wear it so they don't see how bad I look. I went into the small bathroom and turned on the shower. I took a long hot shower, savoring how it burned my back. When I had finally gotten every single piece of dirt off of me, I stepped out of the shower. I grabbed one of the white towels and dried my face and my dyed black and blue hair. I rubbed the steam off the mirror and stifled a shriek. In the mirror was Eraser Max. Again! I drag my hand across my face and find it smooth. In the mirror Eraser Max does the same. Eraser Max looked different then when I last saw her. She looked frail, weak. Her fur wasn't shining, her eyes were dull. "Max, you've changed…you're different." She whispered in a strange ruff voice. I took out a little mirror from my bag, glad Eraser Max wasn't in it, and started to apply make-up. "Of course I have. What do you think would have happened when the only people I've ever loved threw me out? Did you think I was gonna throw a party?" I said with no emotion.
"Max, you need to eat something look at how thin you are!" Eraser Max exclaimed
I looked up from the little mirror and saw my bones were jutting out from my sides. I looked up to her eyes and saw nothing. None of the feistiness they once held. My cheeks were sunken in, but I didn't feel ashamed or upset at this. I've gotten so god dang good at hiding emotions, I've even hidden them from myself. I placed the little mirror on the counter and pulled on my clothes to hide my bones. When that was taken care of, I started back on the make-up. "Max, listen to me! If you keep going on like this you'll go crazy!"
I threw my mirror into the bag, done with my make-up and I went for the door. Right as I was about to turn the knob, I threw over my shoulder "I've already gone crazy. I have an Eraser that tells me what to do for a reflection. Oh and I don't go by Max anymore. My name's Shadow." And I walked from the bathroom.
I know it's short but I want to know if y'all like it. If you do like it, review! If you don't review! If your feelings are mutual, review! I know all the authors beg for them but I really want/need feedback. Oh, and the title will make sense later if it doesn't already. Thanks for reading! ~JAB