FULL SUMMARY: Maximum Ride is 18. And is lonely, her foster family died a year ago. And for the past year, she travels to Florida on that date. Maximum Dies in a car crash. But is still haunting her appartment. In which now Fang Masters is now living in. Max dosnt know who she is. All she knows is that she lives there. And Fang has to help her. Will Max uncover who she really is? And will Fang fall hard for her?
Hey . . . im sorry my other fanfic got deleted. Message me if you wanna know why. But i hope this one makes up for it. It's a little bit more serious than Sweep Away Love. And less than How We Grow. But my first chapter is always the worst. So please stay with me.
OH! And this is based on a movie. I dont know the name of. Sorry. But i'll let you know when i find it out.
Max's POV
"Oh my god Max please don't!" My best friend Nudge squeaked into the phone. I was driving down the highway, swerving through traffic. Trying to get to Florida as soon as possible. It was that time of year again. When all the beautiful leaves fall, turn bare and brown. And then what do you know?
SNOW!
Yeah. I hate snow. No, scratch that. I really hate snow. Just anything cold or wet in general, is on my naughty list.
"So why do you have to do this again Max?" Nudge asked. "I mean, every December you just pack your bags, and take off."
I sighed. "Nudge. You know I hate the cold."
"And you know that I hate it when you leave."
I rolled my eyes. "It's not just that."
"Whatever. I know what's bothering you. And I know the real reason. Other than the cold. Why you're leaving me. Again." She paused. "You're lonely. And don't give me crap and tell me you're not. Take my offer Max. Come live with Angel and I. You're my best friend. I want to help you-"
I cut her off. "Nudge I gotta go. With you blabbing you're mouth I'll miss my exit." I ended the call, and slouched in my seat. The air seemed to drop 20 degrees, so I cranked up the heat.
She was right. Nudge was almost always right when it came to emotions and feelings. It's one of her gifts that make her special.
I WAS lonely. And I always was, and always will be. Three years ago, I turned 16, Yet, I couldn't stand living with my father. Jeb. He was abusive, in many ways. And I had to get out of there. For years I was building up the courage to run.
And finally, I did. I took a cab from Tennessee, to Ohio. I'll admit. I was homeless for a while. A couple months actually.
Until I was put in foster care. I hated it, and at first I was a . . . difficult child, let's just say. I acted up. Did some bad things. Totally screwed up my life.
But I didn't care. And to this day, I don't really think about it. But one December, I was taken in by . She and Ella, (her daughter) where very nice people. They accepted me, even though I returned the welcome with just about the opposite behavior.
While I was there, I kept to myself. I wouldn't let them do anything for me. I went to sleep and woke up before they did. Left the house for school hours before. Barely talked to them, and at meal times, I went out by myself. Not wanting there food, there help, there company, or there love.
I considered myself a rebel.
But then, things changed. I came back to the house one day. And smelled something so amazingly delicious that I could help but wander towered it.
I entered there large kitchen and found Ella and smiling at me. I was creeped out. But didn't think much of it.
"Hello Maximum." greeted me warmly. "Ella and I were just baking some chocolate chip cookies. Would you care for one?"
I didn't hesitate, I should have. I know. But the smell was so intoxicating. I couldn't help myself. I know it's stupid. But we grew from there.
I always trapped myself in. Shut myself out, away from people and the world. But it was as if the warmth and love from this family. Started melting and cracking the ice, cold wall I built around myself.
And I loved them. I finally found my family.
I don't know what happened. But after a while, we grew apart. I turned 18. And wanted to go my own way. I wanted to experience the world. And have a family of my own. I wanted more than I already had.
I moved to Ohio, got a job, and rented an apartment. And have lived there ever since. Alone . . . by myself.
And only recently have I heard of my family's little accident. They now both just passed away in the hospital. I was devastated, too devastated to even cry. I was more than sad. I was as good as dead. But it hurt me to see them in pain. And it killed me too see them let go. I guess that what love does. It hurts, then when you least expect it, it takes your heart.
'Turn right, in 15.2 miles.' I looked at my G.P.S, It was almost midnight. And only a couple thousand miles to go.
I started to travel to Florida since last winter. I don't just go because of the cold. Oh no that's only a little part of it. I go because I want to escape. Escape my past with walks on the beach, beautiful sunsets. And warmth, lots, and lots of warmth. Enough warmth to melt that Ice wall that's slowly growing its way back around me.
My phone rang again. Of course, Nudge.
"Nudge?" I answered. While putting the phone on speaker and tossing it to the passenger seat.
"Hello? Max! Are you ok? Are you still driving? You are! Oh my gosh Angel wants you to pull over RIGHT NOW! Right now Maximum Ride. It's late, stop at the next exit. And get some rest-"
"Chill!" I hissed. "It's only 12 tell Angel to relax. I'll stop when I get tired."
"No. Get off the road now. Angel is worried about you. She has a bad feeling about this. You can just get a head start tomorrow morning. Just please, listen to me."
I hung up. I can't deal with this now. Angel, a creepy child that girl is. Always freaking out over safety. I always listened to her. Just to cause her less stress. But whatever. She can cope with this. It's none of her business.
The time ticked bye. Faster than I expected. I took a few stops, for bathroom breaks and for a couple cups of coffee. But other than that. I was making good time.
The constant humming of my truck gave me a headache. My eyes where fighting to stay open. And my whole lower back area was going num.
I turned on the radio. And went through the stations. Trying to find some rap or something to wake me up. But eventually just turned it off.
My car was starting to overheat. And the temperature was just a little too cozy. So I turned that off as well. The colder it is. The less comfortable. The less comfortable the longer I'm guaranteed to stay awake.
More time flew by. And last I checked the clock. It was 3:30 in the morning.
My phone rang. I knew it was Nudge. And her voice just seemed to annoying. But I ignored it.
The music of the ring was soothing. Almost like a sick, twisted lullaby.
It rang again.
And again.
And again.
Until I couldn't stand it. I launched for my phone from across the car. Removing both hands from the wheel. I turned my phone on silent. My truck swerved, and I shot up. My feet slammed on the breaks. But it was no use. It was too late. The lights kept getting bigger and closer. Closer and brighter.
Until there was no light at all.
Haha! Sorry. The first chappi is always my worst. Like i said please stay with me. I already have the next chapter writen. But i wont upload it until i get 5-7 reviews. XD
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