How I Died

by Dr. Bessy

Everything changed when the accident happened ten years before. For years, Max has had to raise her little brother, Ari, up from infantry under the roof of an abusive father who beat her and Ari every night. She survives only because somebody has to take care of Ari. But when a stranger who can take care of Ari comes along, will Max live her life or end it for without purpose?

1. Chapter 1

Author's Notes:

Hey peeps! This is my very first story and I really don't want all of y'all to hate it, so instead of hating it, ENJOY AND REVIEW(basically tell me what I did wrong-and I most likely did A LOT of things wrong-and what you liked and what you think I should keep doing!) So yeah, I'm gonna end this with enjoy. ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride or any of the characters involved in this except for the occasional I might create later on.

"Max! Max! Oh, please wake up, don't leave me! I need you Max!" My seven-year-old brother, Ari, shouts to me as I lay on the ground motionless. "Please, Max, get up! This isn't funny!" Ari begins to shake me repeatedly, trying to wake me from my "slumber".

The police and paramedics soon arrive and whisk me to a hospital. There is a policewoman trying in vain to comfort Ari as the paramedics load me into the truck while simultaneously they work frantically to keep my heart beating.

I watch this all in a confused daze from above everybody. I see my body lying in a stretcher. I see Ari clinging onto the police woman for dear life. I see my best friends, Iggy and Nudge, huddling together and crying. Worst of all, I see my new-found love, Fang, clinging desperately to my hand, shouting for me to get up and to live when he knows that I obviously can't. Tears are stinging in his eyes and his voice cracks every time he yells at me to get up, trying to convince my lifeless body that I have to live, that I have to keep on going.

But I can't. I have tried for so long to keep on moving, to keep on pushing life back when life pushes me. But now, I just can't.

The paramedics have attached a heart monitor up to me and as I expect it to happen, the monitor goes into a steady flat line. The last thing I see is Fang cupping my face into his hands with his tears flowing down my face. My world goes black.

My name was Maximum Ride, and this is the story of how I died.