Max POV:
I couldn't believe it. Why did this happen to me? I don't know. What am I going to do? I don't know. Who am I going to tell? No one.I can't even tell Fang. He would hate me so much. He would want nothing to do with me. We are only 15! He would want nothing to do with either of us. Yes, you read right: US.
I stared at the little pink plus sign and it seemed to stare right back. Positive. I was pregnant. With Fang's child. I can't tell him. I can't tell anyone. I have to get away. I have to leave and never come back. I will raise this baby on my own. I don't need help.
I broke the test and shoved it as far into the trash can as I could. No one could find out. It would be a dead giveaway. I left the bathroom and calmly walked to my bedroom. I didn't stop to talk to anyone in the living room, just walked to my bedroom. As soon as I got there, I shut and locked my door. I grabbed a duffle bag and started throwing things into it. I grabbed one of Fang's hoodies and put it on. I decided I should probably leave a note. I cried the whole time I wrote the few sentences, my silent tears rolling off my cheeks and to the floor. One tear landed on the paper, leaving a small stain behind. I folded the paper and set it on the nightstand next to my bed. It was right next tp the picture of Fang and I.
I stood in the middle of my bedroom with my hand on my stomach. I looked down at my belly and whispered, "I'm sorry you're going to grow up without a daddy." And then I heard it: Faint footsteps coming towards my room and his voice calling for me, "Max. Max, come watch TV with us or something."
I wiped the tears from my cheeks and walked towards the window. Once I opened the window, Fang had started to jiggle the door knob. "Max, let me in. Come on, Max. Are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong?"
Right before I stepped out the window I looked back at the door and whispered, "I'm sorry. I love you, Fang." I stepped through the window and snapped out my wings, taking to the sky just as Fang broke through the locked door and raced to the open window. "Max!" He called after me. I didn't turn my head because if I did, I would start crying all over again. I kept flying, not knowing where to go. I only thought of Fang and the Flock. Nothing else. A single tear made its way from my eye and rolled down my cheek.
Fang POV:
I was sitting in the living room with the rest of the Flock when I saw Max walking towards her room. I got up from my spot on the floor and started to walk towards her room. "Fang," Iggy called. "Where ya goin?"
I turned back and looked at Iggy, "Uh, nowhere. I was just going to talk to Max. That's all." I started walking toawrds her room again and turned the knob on her door. It was locked. She must want some privacy or she could be changing. "Max," I called through the door. "Max, come watch TV with us or something." No reply. All I could hear was her shuffling around the room. It sounded like she was packing a bag. That is never good. I tried talking to her again. "Max, let me in. Come on, Max." Still nothing. "Are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong?" No answer. It sounded like she was crying. Max never cries. This can't be good.
I jiggled the door knob even though I knew it was locked. "Max, open the door." I heard the creak of the window opening. I had to get in there. She was trying to leave us. I started kicking the door. If I put enough force, I could break through the door. I broke through and saw the window open. I ran over and saw her snap her wings out and take to the sky with a duffle bag over her shoulder. "Max! Max!" At that point the kids had raced into the room and were behind me as I called after her. She didn't even turn her head. "Max!"
She was leaving us. She was leaving me. And she was never coming back. I could feel the tears stinging at the back of my eyes. Don't cry, Fang. Not in front of the kids. Save it for your pillow. "Fang," I turned and saw Nudge holding up a sheet of paper. She had left a note. I slowly walked over to Nudge and took the paper from her and read it aloud.
Dear Fang,
I'm sorry I'm leaving you guys. It just has to be done. You won't understand. If you knew the real reason why I'm leaving, you would hate me. You would want nothing to do with me. So, I'm not going to tell you. I have to take care of this on my own. No one can help me. I'm alone in this problem.
I just wanted to say I was sorry and I love you so much. You will never know how much I love you. If the Flock is reading this, know it is nobody's fault but my own. Please don't call my mom or Ella. I'm not coming back. Don't try to find me or contact me. I will be gone and out of everybody's way. If I stay, it will just make things harder on everyone.
I love all of you guys very much. Don't forget that.
-Max
I had a tear rolling down my cheek by the end of the letter. I set the note on the nightstand and walked out of the room. Luckily, the kids didn't follow. I walked to the front door and slowly pulled it open. I stepped through and slowly walked onto the porch. I ran myhands through my hair and crouched down. I screamed in frustartion. I snapped out my wings and took to the sky. That's when I started to bawl like a baby.
It's all my fault. I pushed her away. She had been acting differently since the night we spent together about three weeks ago. Maybe she regretted it. Maybe she didn't want to do it. We were both supposed to wait until we got married. We are only 15! How could we have done it so young? What if there is something wrong with her? What if I hurt her? God, I couldn't live with myself if I hurt her. It wasn't even supposed to happen. We were watching a movie together on the couch. The kids went bowling so it was just us home. It started with just one kiss, and then we were making out. Then somehow we made it to my bedroom and...
The next morning, it was pretty awkward. The two of us, together, in my bed, alone, covered with nothing but bed sheets. As soon as she put two and two together she bolted out of the bed, threw her clothes, and raced out of my room faster than I could even sit up. As soon as I got dressed, I ran out of my bedroom to follow her, Of course, Iggy and his pervy-self made a comment, but I ignored it. I followed her to her bedroom just as it was slammed in my face. I made the effort to talk to her but it made no difference. She didn't leave her room for hours. Angel and Nudge had to basically drag her out. She refused to make eye contact with me all day. Eventually, she came into my bedroom and talked to me.
Flashback; 3 Weeks Ago
"Fang?" She walked through my door and lightly closed it behind her.
I looked up from my laptop and saw her standing at the foot of my bed. "Hey." I closed my laptop and set it next to me. "What's up?"
She came over and sat next to me on the bed with her hands in her lap. She looked down at her hands, still refusing eye contact with me. "I'm sorry about this morning. I don't know why I got so upset."
"Hey, don't worry about it. We're okay." She did't look up from her hands. "We are okay, right?"
"Yeah, yeah everything is perfect."
"Okay, that's good. Just because last night happened, doesn't mean we should be any different. I still love you as much as I always have. But my love for you grows stronger everyday."
She finally looked up at me, a smirk on her face. "Wow, that was a mouthful. Are you sure you're feeling okay?"
I laughed, "I feel fine. Do you feel fine?"
She smiled, "Perfect." She leaned forward and kissed me. I smiled against her lips. We were making out, yet again.
End of Flashback
God, I have to find her. I have to at least try. I won't lose her. I love her, too much.
