This is my first story, and I know it starts out depressing, but it does get happier. I have gotten farther than this, but I want to see if people like the story before I add more. I hope you like it. Please review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, James Patterson does.
Max's P.O.V.
I still can't believe Fang is gone. Fang, my rock, my absolute, my second in command, my best friend, my boyfriend my everything, and yet, he's gone. He left. I loved him, and he left. I'm not mad. I'm not sad. I'm definitely not happy. I just... am. I feel nothing; I'm numb. It's as if I'm floating, deaf, blind, unfeeling, wishing for someone, anyone to save me. Too bad the one person who could, is the one who left, the one who started this.
I tried to remember the last few weeks, but everything was a blur. I read the note, I went into denial, I cried, I got pissed, then I just shut down. I died inside. That is how I found myself here, sitting on the floor of my room staring down at the knife I am holding, point first, against my chest. I've been in this position for maybe half an hour. I just can't bring myself to do it, to save myself. Every time I thought, this is it adios, I'd think of the flock I was leaving behind, and suddenly I just couldn't do it.
Come on Max, it's not as if you can help the flock in this condition. They don't need you. Angel will be overjoyed, just do it! What about Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, and Total? How will they react? What if my doing this leads one of them to this exact-
Someone knocking on my door yanked me out of my mental argument with myself.
"Max? Max, I need to talk to you. I'm really sorry to bother you, but it's important. Can I come in?"
I sat frozen in shock, no longer looking at the knife, but at the door. It sounded like Nudge, talking 80mph. Suddenly the door started creaking open, yet I still couldn't move. "Max? I-," Nudge froze. The door was now open enough for her to see me. Finally I seemed to be able to move and quickly put my hand and the knife behind my back, but it was to late. Nudge had seen me with it poised against my chest.
Nudge started to go very pale. "Nudge, it's not what you think. I was just... uh..." I stuttered looking for an excuse, but I came up with nothing. Nudge was slowly shaking her head side to side and backing out into the hallway.
"I-I-Iggy?" She stuttered, her voice getting louder as she dragged out his name, "Max... Max... Max... she... HELP!"