Note: This is FICTION! And resemblance to people or organizations past or present is purely coincidental.
I do not own the series Maximum Ride, but I do own this story, so if I see it on the internet (besides here) I will not hesitate to sue your butt off. Enjoy!
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Forever & Always
A story by camilleisabeast
God gave us two hands, two eyes, and two ears.
But why only one heart?
Because the other belongs to someone else,
And you just have to find it.
Fang:
Freak. Mutant. Un-human. Un-natural. Un-wanted. Worthless…Names I've been called from the moment I entered this world. Names that follow me wherever I go. Names that never cease to hold me back. They leave a wound that will never quite heal and can easily be reopened…
Special. Wanted. Unique. Appreciated. Loved…This is what I feel when I'm with her, Max…The only one who really knows me. Who can read my mood just by glancing at my face. Oh, how I long to look at hers, to trace every line with my finger and caress every curve.
A moment without her is like a million years without my Xbox. No, bad example…A moment without her is like a million years without oxygen or food. A moment without her is like dying but not being allowed to die. So how did it get like this? Me counting my blessings? That's not something I do often…but I feel like I need to seeing that I could lose it all at any moment.
I glance through the glass in my wall over to the next bed. In the room adjacent to mine there is a bed. Next to that bed there is a table. On that table there is a life-support machine. Attached to the life support machine is an angel. An angel with blonde flowing hair and fair skin, and green eyes that melt your heart just to look into them. And her name is Max…
How did it come to this? Some would say it wasn't my fault, others would point the finger at me first. But whatever the others say, I blame myself. I always will. No matter which way I look at it, I can always come up with a million things I could have done to prevent it. No matter which way I look at, I wish it was me.
Three months earlier
Iggy:
Although I maybe can't see, I sure as heck can hear. And right now I hear two familiar voices going at it again.
"You never put the flock first!" The female voice expresses.
"And what's your excuse? 'we need to save the world!' yeah but do you have any idea how to actually do that?" The deeper, masculine voice rebuttals.
"You are just so full of it." The first voice yells. I can hear her jump off the edge of the mountainous cave we found and into the open air. This would probably make any other person shriek with terror, but not us. This...this is normal.
Max:
He never learns, never thinks and never thinks about the others. If opinions were like noses and everyone has one, then Fang would think that he was the only one on the face of the Earth with a nose. Why won't he listen to me? I'm technically the leader, technically the oldest although Iggy and Fang would be quick to point out that they're 15 too.
What I really need is a moment. A moment that's mine and only mine, that no one-including Fang-can interrupt. The flock will be just fine without me for one night. Yeah, that's what I need and that's what I intend to get.
To some, the sky is the limit. But to others, like me, it's only the starting point. I feel the wind rushing through my feather, kissing each one and enveloping me in a soft, cloud like current. But this is no leisure flight. In truth, I'm soaring through the sky at a whopping 400 miles per hour. But really, it won't take me long to get from the cave in Arizona to my mom and Ella's house, especially going at this epic speed.
When I arrive, I'm hesitant to go inside. "I'll just sleep out here in the woods," I say to myself. And I find a comfortable place to lie down. My mind goes fuzzy and I can feel myself drifting in and out of consciousness.
I'm in my happy place. Nothing there but Fang and me. I can feel his warm hands on me pulling me into an embrace, keeping me comfortable in the frigid air, enveloping me. This is all I want. This is all I need.
I wake with a start, longing for him, and when I open my eyes, there he is.
"I'll never leave you…I love you, forever and always," his words course thorough my veins like a sudden espresso shot, and I feel safe.
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