Max POV
We were flying over Colorado; we were getting very close to where the flock used to live. "Max, can we go see the old house," Angel asked.
"I don't know honey. We should keep going."
"Come on Max. Don't you want to have some flashbacks," Fang asked flying up next to me.
"NO!" I screamed. I didn't want to remember Jeb or any of the thoughts he brought with him.
"Sorry Max. I didn't know you felt that way," Angel said, reading my mind. "And Max? We should probably land soon."
"Why's that Ang? You hun-" Then I realized why. I stopped mid-sentence and my head started pounding. I screamed and I felt myself start to fall thousands of feet out of the sky. I think I heard the flock scream my name, but I kept falling and screaming.
Suddenly, I felt a burning rush all over my body. While it burned throughout my body, I felt arms surround me and hold me close to a strong body.
With all the pain, I couldn't even think or guess who it was. I just kept screaming, and I pulled their shirt into my fists that were hurting like hell. Everything hurt like hell.
Finally, I felt cold tears rolling down my face. "Make it stop!" I heard myself scream. I felt those tree words keep slipping from my lips against their T-shirt.
"Max, I'm sorry. But now we have to go back to the old house," I heard the person say into my ear. I could barely hear the whisper. And I passed out, without warning. I was just glad I couldn't feel all the pain now. I was now just floating in darkness.