Cruel and unusual punishment, Without having done anything wrong. A living hell, with no way out. Until.
When Jeb came for us, it was all I could do not to whup his evil self from there to next winter. Max felt the same way, I could tell.
We tried to tense, to get ready for fight-or-flight, whichever the situation called for. Turns out, it's really hard to tense up in a space too small for a Doberman, much less a kid my size. Not to mention the wings and claustrophobia. But Angel just smiled to herself and started sucking her thumb, almost contentedly.
It's a weird thing, to realize your cell mate can read minds. Before she can read words. She's really a frightening child. Especially now. But it helps. Sometimes. Especially now. Now that Max is--. Now that she's--.
I can't say it, trying not to even think it. Dead. My Maximum, gone.
It's all Jeb's fault. I tried, I tried so hard to save her--.
Max.
I'm going to kill him.
A/N: Sorry for any confusion, I just meant Max was dead...kinda figured Fang would be trying to be tough, but just not tough enough to accept she was dead, not coming back.Review review review! Please and thank ya!