Max's POV
I slowly walked to Fang's room, and for once the Infamous Maximum Ride was scared. I was about to embark on a journey with no chance of returning...
I mentally prepared myself and opened Fang's door, to find him and none other than the Red-Haired-Wonder herself engaged in a serious session of tonsil hockey.
I stood there, surprised at first, then rage quickly overcame any other emotions; I slammed the door so hard it cracked in several places, then ran to my room, unwilling to show any emotions. I found Iggy attempting a raid, I grabbed the back of his shirt and threw him towards the window, actually succeeding in causing him to fly through the window with a crash...
I'm holdin' on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground.
And I'm hearin' what you say,
But I just can't make a sound.
You tell me that you need me,
Then you go and cut me down...
But wait...
You tell me that you're sorry,
Didn't think I'd turn around...
And say...
That it's too late to apologize.
It's too late...
I said it's too late to apologize.
It's too late.
Yeah!
I'd take another chance,
Take a fall, take a shot for you.
I need you like a heart needs a beat,
But it's nothin' new.
I loved you with a fire red,
Now it's turnin' blue...
And you say...
Sorry, like an angel
Heaven let me think was you...
But I'm afraid...
It's too late to apologize.
It's too late.
I said it's too late to apologize.
It's too late.
Whoa!
It's too late to apologize.
It's too late.
I said it's too late to apologize.
It's too late.
I said it's too to apologize. YEAH!
I said it's too late to apologize. YEAH!
I'm holdin' on your rope,
got me ten feet off the ground.
Way to cheer me up Ryan, way to go...
I was so consumed with sorrow I didn't hear my door softly open and close, nor the slam of the front door. I was oblivious to everything, until a hand was gently laid on my shoulder, I jerked up, grabbing the hand and flinging it's owner at the wall, letting a small grin show at the resulting thud. I didn't give a $*it who it was, I wasn't it the mood.
I looked at him in disgust, that's right, Fang came to me, of all the things he could've done, he chose to comfort me. He got up, rubbing his head.
"What the hell, Max? Wh-" I cut him off, filling with rage once more.
"I DON'T GIVE A F*CKING SH*T, YOU CHEATING SON OF A B*TCH!I DON'T WANT TO HEAR A F*CKING PEEP, GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM! JUST TAKE YOUR SORRY A$$ AND GO!"I screamed, tears flowing freely, all of the emotion overwhelming.
"But M-"
"I DON'T GIVE A F*CK, GET OUT!" I screamed, grabbed his shirt and hauled him out myself; then slammed the door back shut and slid to my knees. It hurt so much, to much. I sat there for what felt like hours crying my sorry heart out...
Dun dun dun...