A/N: Okay, this is a oneshot of Max finding out she has an expiration date coming up really soon. R&R!
I couldn't help but let tears stream out of my eyes when I saw it.
The mirror hanging in Anne Walker's bedroom was showing me the one thing that would actually surprise me. I'd been dealing with surprises for years, and you'd think I'd get use to having things spring up totally unexpectedly. But this? This was different.
I read the numbers aloud of my expiration date out loud, craning my head to see what they said. I tried to rack my brain for today's date, when I realized I was going to die tomorrow night. I was a day away from death. More tears started streaming out of my eyes, and I sat down on the edge of the bath tub
How would I tell the flock? Would Fang be able to take charge? How would he take it?
How would any of them take it?
This was bad. Mainly for the flock. I had been taking care of them for years, and now... I would be gone. Dead. And they would have to see my body, if I died in front of them. I didn't want them to have to go through that. There was no way to avoid it though. I stopped my tears, trying to figure out an easy way to go through with this. There wasn't anything I could think of, the flock was going to have to do with this...
Wait. Unless...
I got up off the edge of the tub and walked into my room. The window was already unlocked, so I pushed it open to have cold air blow at my face and mess up my hair. I took a deep breath, and I sat on the edge of the window. The one way I could make this easier for them would be to run away. That way they wouldn't have to see me die, which was enough to make this easier.
Then I thought if I should leave a note or not. Should I tell them why I left? Or should I lie and say something else, to make them feel better?
One more tear dripped down my cheek, and I grabbed a pen and some paper. I was going to leave a note.
Dear flock,
I am going away, and I'm not coming back. The reason?
I feel like I shouldn't tell, but if I don't, you guys might think
up the wrong idea that I ran away because I didn't like you guys.
But I do. I love all of you. Let's just say I'm leaving to ease the pain...
For you guys. Please don't look for me. This will all be easier if you
let me go. Please listen to me.
From Max.
By the time I finished writing it I was sobbing again. I carefully placed it on my bed, and then sat on the edge of the windowsill again. I leaped forward, letting the wind catch my wings. What I would do would be to go to a forest far away from me. I would stay there, and hope the flock never finds me. It would be better that way.
"Bye, guys. I'll miss you." I whispered, closing my eyes.
A/N: Okay, this was very dramatic, but I planned it being that way.