Maximum Ride: Fax Baby Story
Hey everyone! What's up? I've been working real hard to do this first chapter of this story and I hope you like it. And, yes, I know you hated my other stories, and, yes, I know that I said you would like them, but you didn't. But I know that this is a popular topic, so here's hoping you love it!
XO-Katyi
Chapter 1: I'm Back [Max's POV]
"Fang," I cried out, desperate and broken. "Please, Fang, don't leave me! Don't leave us!" But it didn't help. Nothing would—because as Fang flew away, he didn't once look back, and I was completely alone and I felt as though my heart was shattered. Thank God I still had the Flock to help me with this…
With my baby…
2 years later, Phoenix Mall, Arizona, 12:24 pm
"Hey, Max? Which one should I get?"
I turned around to see Angel, who was now my eight-almost-nine-year old, standing in front of me, a dress hanging off each arm. Today was that dreaded shopping day that I took everyone for once every month, just to get it out of the girls' systems, and so that we had a way to spend all the extra money we had.
"I think they'd both look great on you, sweetie. How about this? I let you get both of those this month, but next month you can't get a dress. Deal?" She nodded eagerly and ran off—probably to tell Nudge, my other shopping fanatic, about—and I smiled as she fled so gracefully away from me. It reminded me of him.
My heart felt like it had just been stabbed with icicles, and I shivered, just before I heard the adorably loving voice of Gracie—my daughter.
Grace Ayanna Ride was my little girl's name, and boy was she beautiful. Her long, whip-straight black hair hung to her waist, pulled back today by the bloody red headband she had put on herself—it made me so proud—this morning, so that the light brown highlights, courtesy of yours truly, stood out perfectly. A full-blown grin was plastered onto her tan face so that you could see her gorgeous and straight milky white teeth. She was only a year and a half, yet she was able to run on her own already, and I admired the cute outfit that I had put her in today: a pair of red, black, and grey colored camouflage pants, black high top sneakers, and a black two-sizes-over sweat jacket, so that her jet black, brown flecked wings were hidden.
I was so proud to be her mother, but I am ashamed that Fang—how I hated him—was her father. She resembled him so much now, and I knew she would even more as she grew older, but I was not, I repeat not, going to let her turn out like him, the traitor/bastard that he was.
"Mommy!" she laughed, jumping into my open arms. She gave me a tight squeeze, and then pulled back. "Hi."
I smiled at my darling baby, and then smiled.
"Hi honey. Did Auntie Nudge find you anything you want?" She shook her head 'no' and then held up a tiny black mini-skirt—she only wears black and red, which I allow—and I felt my eyes widen, and my smile slip off my face. She was only a little over a year and a half old, she shouldn't be wearing mini-skirts. I don't even wear them. Of course, I never did wear them, so…
"Did you pick that out on your own, Gracie?" I doubted she had, and as I watched her shake her head, I became suspicious.
"Who gave that to you, Grace?" I only called her Grace instead of Gracie when I am serious. She was no longer laughing and was not happy anymore as she pointed over to a tall, dark teenager of about six foot two, and I almost fell over in shock.
"Grace, you never take anything someone else gives you! Do you understand?" This was bad, because the guy was staring at us, and as I looked back into his onyx eyes, I realized who it was.
Fang.
"Don't go near him again, okay, Grace?" She nodded, but hesitated before saying, "He says he my daddy." I gave my death glare to Fang, who had begun to walk over to me, and suddenly I was surrounded by my Flock.
"Guys, lets get out of here. Come on." They all knew how I felt about Fang, so we all turned and did what we do best: we ran.
Dashing out of the store I ignored the beeping of the alarm that caught tags on unpaid items, but right now, that didn't matter to me. All that mattered right now was getting away from that monster.
"Max! Max, don't run! Please!" But I was beyond listening, and as I ran with my real family away from him, my daughter glued to my side, I screamed, "Leave me alone!" to him.
And then Gracie was gone from my arms, and I was falling to the floor. The last thing I heard before my world went black was, "Max, I love you."
I love you, too, Fang.
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XO-Katyi
