Ok How long as it been exactly? About 3 days. Wow. Anyway here's the sequal. The first 4 chapters are in Iggy's POV.
Chapter One: One Month Feels Like Three Years
I was crying, again. It seemed like I never stopped crying these days. As I cooked, everything but the onions made me cry. How ironic. Everything reminded me of her. I couldn't go anywhere without something reminding me of her. I even tried going to a place I had never been before; nothing worked. Here I sat, staring at the ceiling, letting the tears fall from my face.
"Iggy! Your not crying again are you?" I heard Max call from the kitchen.
"Possibly," I replied, wiping the tears from my face. I heard Max walk down the hall. I didn't have to look over to know that she was standing in my doorway. Nothing had changed in a month. Max had grown a fraction of an inch and her hair darkened a bit, but that was it. I heard another set of footsteps coming down the hall. I could tell it was Fang.
"He's not crying again is he?" I heard him ask Max.
"What do you think? He's heartbroken, Fang. We've been here for a month, wondering what we can do. I just can't bear to see him like this. We've got to get Kate back," Max whispered.
"Max, that's the problem. Kate's not just going to remember us the moment she lays eyes on us. For all we know, she's still going out with that Joe creep. The only options I see are forcefully taking her here and explaining everything, or do something that will make her remember. It's not going to be simple," Fang explained.
"We've got to do something," I murmured. Max walked over and sat down on the bed beside me, making me fell like a little kid again.
"I know, Iggy, I know," she whispered, stroking my hair. I chuckled. It was rather funny because I was a good five inches taller than Max.
"So, we're going after her?" I asked hopefully.
"That's the Iggy I remember. Come on, we'd better tell the others," Fang said smiling one of his rare smiles. I smiled back, suddenly filled with joy. My heart felt complete again but I was prepared for the shattering it might get later.
