Random idea came to me while I was looking at pictures on the internet…
The thing about falling for someone with wings is that there is a lot longer fall.
Not that I know much about love, or what it would be like if he didn't have wings, or have ever really loved anyone else like I love him. But, yeah, according to Ella, her falls haven't been as far as mine.
I feel really stupid thinking this. That this is at the forefront of my mind when Angel is dead. When the flock is hurt. When no one can even open there mouths at the loss of Angel. When no one can think of anything else. Except me. I can hardly think about Angel. My mind is on Fang, just like it has been since he left that note. Just like it has been since the first time he kissed me.
A knock at the door brings me back to Earth, once again crashing down.
"What?" I demand harshly in a horse voice.
"Max," Fang's soft voice called through the door. "Open up."
My mind wrestled with itself. Should I open it? The sight of Fang might bring me to tears. Losing him and Angel, at just about the same time, is too much. It's not fair. But I have to open it, because, even though he left and started his own group, Fang is still part of the flock. Still my right hand man. Still the big brother of the flock. Still missing Angel as much as the rest, of not more, because he was apart from her for longer than us.
"It's unlocked," I manage to choke out, my throat thick with the tears I refuse to let fall. I hear the door open, then close with a soft click. I still refused to look up. Looking at him would bring up the tears that I didn't want.
"Max," he said, his voice as thick with tears as mine.
"What do you want?" I said harshly.
"You. Angel. The flock. I want to come back. Please, Max. I made a huge mistake. I thought- I thought that it would be better this way. That you could concentrate better, and focus on saving the world. And maybe you can. But I can't. I can't be away from you," he said. I froze, not willing to turn around, but wanting to throw myself into his arms and tell him that he could come back, that it was the one thing I had wanted over the past months.
Instead, I let out a weak laugh.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"I think," I said, treading carefully, "that is the most you have ever said to me. To anyone, as a matter of fact."
"You're worth the words."
I spun around then, my eyes blurred with tears, and launched myself at him, burying my face in his shoulder, letting myself cry. His arms wrapped around me, and he buried his face in my hair. We stood like that for a while, neither of us saying a word, until a small voice broke the silence.
"Does that mean Fang is a part of the flock again?" Gazzy asked from the doorway. I broke away from Fang, twinning my fingers through his.
"Yes," I said.
But I guess the good thing about being me is that I don't have to fall. Because I have wings too.
See what happens when you give me summer break and pictures of Danny and Sam? I become a sap. Review for my sappiness?
~Isabelle~