Iggy

by TributefromGodricsHollow

Hey there! This is my very first story. It's sort of a short story of how Iggy feels. Please review tell me what you think! PS: I don't own MR and there's a bit of a spoiler here. Buhbiee

Iggy
Iggy watched as Max flew off after Angel told her she and the flock felt. They took a vote, and Iggy raised his hand. Why did he do it? Even now Max's back, Iggy asks himself that question all the time. Iggy needed Max. No one could know his deep secret, his love for Max. Her leaderness, bossiness, every trait Iggy knew about Max. It was hopeless, but painfully true. Max was Fang's, and every time Iggy looked at him, his heart ached. Maybe that's why he wanted Max to leave. Fang would go after her, and there would be nothing to remind Iggy of his impossible love. But then there would be the empty void where Max stood. It would hurt Iggy even more. It would hurt also knowing that Max would never, in a million years, love him back. She loved Fang, and Fang loved her. Fang, tall, good-looking and can actually see Max, her soft brown eyes, her long beautiful wings as they're outstretched as she flies….

"Ig?" Angel said for the fifth time.

"Yeah, I'm here," Iggy said. He sighed. I should stop hoping.