Fang was gone. I just couldn't wrap my mind around it. Yes, we had split up before, but then there had been this little spark of hope we'd be together again. Now, it felt as though a raw wound had been cut open, as though someone had driven a knife through my heart. He wasn't dead, as far as I knew, but he had left us. He had left me.
'Dylan's a little bit right,' the letter had said, 'about how my being here might be putting the rest of you in danger.' The only hope I had was when he had said, 'if in 20 years we're still alive, I'll meet you at the cliff were we met the hawks and learned to fly with them.' 20 years. It felt like 50. Of course, it had only been three months! Now, here I was, the Great Maximum Ride, in my bedroom, cursing his name from dawn to dusk. Fang.
I stared out my window, a slideshow of images slid past in my mind's eye. Me and Fang at the School, me and fang and the flock at the old E-house before Jeb turned traitor, Fang on the beach at New York and me kissing him. Me and Fang's first real kiss, in the cave.
I should have left him dead. He promised never to leave again! He's a liar, that freaking, good-for-nothing, gothic creep!
I heard a knock on the door. "Max?" It was Nudge. "Max, Iggy's made dinner. Will you please come out?" I sighed, "Fine." Nudge squealed and ran off down the hall. I stood up and walked out of my room. The first thing I saw was his black door. We had tossed everything that belonged to him, except the laptop since it was so expensive. I hadn't been the same since he left either. I felt like I was in a dream as I walked down the hall to the kitchen.
"Surprise!" shouted the Gasman. I staggered back in shock. "What the heck?" I yelled. Iggy grinned, and said, "We saved up enough money to buy tickets to…what was it again?" He turned to Angel who shouted, "The Renaissance Fair! In North Carolina!"
"W-what are you talking about?" I Stammered. Dylan said, "According to these guys, it's a festival where everyone dresses up like they're from medieval times. You know, jousting, dungeons, sword-fights, archery, and that kind of thing." I blinked. "Why exactly are we doing this?"
Nudge said, "To cheer you up! You need something to take your mind off – humph!" Iggy clapped his hand over her mouth quickly. They knew that His name was a taboo anywhere near me.
I nodded. "Okay, we'll go." This was met with cheers from everyone. Except me.