Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride. Although I would like to be her.
Of course I need. Everyone needs. Every person needed something. Everyone needed someone. Even I needed.
But I didn't show it. I was forever the strong, silent, independent male. Bur I did need.
Everyone has basic needs: food, water, clothing, shelter. These needs, for myself and the rest of the Flock, were often left unmet. We rarely had all the food we shouldve eaten, around three thousand calories a day. Water was sometimes hard to find. Our clothes were often falling apart. We really had nowhere to call home.
But how about other needs? Emotional needs? Maybe Nudge thought I didn't need them, didn't care. But I do! They're my family. Why did she think I was helping to rescue Angel? For my health? Because I liked being at he school?
Because I wanted to go back to living in cages?
Or maybe she thought I was only going because Max was forcing me. If I didn't want to go, not even Max would be able to stop me.
So what did I need? What would make me (Mr. Independent) dependent on something?
Or someone?
Well, first of all, the Flock in general. I mean, if nothing else, they could get jobs as comedians. And Gazzy could be a ventriloquist, like that cool guy I saw on YouTube.
But I need them on another level, too. We are essentially each other's life support. I'd go crazy with only me and my thoughts.
I needed something else as well. Someone else. I hadn't needed Jeb. I sure as heck hadn't needed the whitecoats. And I've never needed my parents, whoever they are. Whether they gave me up without knowing or if it was voluntary, I don't care.
The person I needed. I would never admit it, would never tell her that I couldn't live without her. She didn't know. She probably never would.
But truthfully, I'd I wasn't kidding myself, I more than just needed Max.
I loved her.