okay, this is my first fan-fic so i am totally open to critisicm, suggestions, and help. hope you like it.
Max's POV
It has been 19 years since Fang left. 19 depressing,boring,hateful years since Fang deserted me and left me to be by myself. I wasn't sure if I should forgive him or if I should kick his sorry -ever-lovin bum from hear to next year. In the 19 years he's been gone i have done many things.
Years 1-5 = picking up my broken heart.
Years 6-10 = finding ways to ignore the lonliness that had engulfed me. And learning to deal with the numbness that had come over me.
Years 11-15 = having the flock desert me and saving the world. Oh and let us not forget the Voice riding my butt to save the world. (I still have no idea who the Voice is.)
Years 16-19 = nothing,nada, zilch,zip
So as you can see everything has been very boring. The Flock has become very succesful or very out in the open. there isn't a day that goes by that you don't see one of them on a cover of a magazine. Can you guess the two that haven't shown up on the cover of a magazine yet? if you guessed Fang and I you absolutely right. Nuge and Gazzy got married when Nudge turned eighteen. They now have twin girls Alicia and Pamela. They are now living in Florida. Iggy and Angel got married four years later. They have a daughter named Kendra and are living somwhere in Japan. Nudge is a famous fashion designer and Gazzy is working for the goverment and gets to make bombs. Iggy makes fireworks and then sets them off on fourth of July every year for a firworks show in Japan. Angel also works for the goverment 'persuading' leaders of different countries to make peace. So I guess you could say they all got there dream jobs. I on the other hand worked at a gas station and still lived at our house that the CSM built for us. Dylan died on a fly he took before he could fly very well. But to be honest I couln't care less because he just got on my last nerve. I finally got up out of my bed and went down to the kitchen. Before Iggy had left me to cook for myself he had enroled me into a cooking class. Which i might add if Iggy hadn't already alerted the fire department the building would have been gone. I still could barely cook anything but I no longer set the kitchen or anything else on fire. I looked at my calender and noticed the date. I had exactly one year until I would meet Fang at the Hawk Cave. One more agonizing year before we would be reunited.
11 months and thirty days later...
It was almost time. One more day until I would see Fang again. I was setting out tonight for the cave and would be there at about ten in the mornig tomarrow. I was so excited I couldn't sit down. I had to tie myself to a chair to keep still and even that didn't help. Let's just say you can't tell it's a chair anymore. It's finally time I was setting out on my trip to the hawk cave. I had my pack from when we were on the run with a change of cloths and some power bars. I walked to the door and did an up and away ready to meet my one and only love. I knew that I was going to take Fang back but I was probaply going to make sure that he would feel really guilty. And at least make sure he would never leave me again.