-1Fang's POV
I sat in the little coffee shop, slouched over a bagel and a newspaper. I sipped the insanely hot coffee, not minding burning my mouth. In fact, I barely noticed that. I was in too much emotional pain to notice. It had been ten years since I left the Flock, since I left Max. It hurt so, so much, but I had to be strong, not selfish.
I choked back a sob, put down the newspaper and left my coffee sitting on the table. Nearly everything around me brought pack a memory of the Flock. Usually a good memory, but even those were extremely painful right now.
Like I said, it's been ten years. I was twenty five now. I should be trying to make a life for myself, trying to blend in like a normal human.
I snorted to myself about that last part; Ha, blending in. That was only a little more likely than Max not wanting to kill me if I saw her in ten years.
Max.
I shook it away and kept walking. I saw a picture of a Bald Eagle, which reminded me of Max's beautiful tan speckled wings. I saw a man with a service dog, which reminded me of Iggy.
I wondered if Dylan had…moved in on Max yet. It hurt just thinking about it. I mean I wanted Max to forget about me and maybe move on…but still, it hurt to think about. I kept walking sort of blindly, seeing where I was going, but not really caring.
Max's POV
Ten years.
Ten years since that bastard left us. I loved him. I thought he loved me. He said he loved me. He even wrote it in that crappy little note he left us before he disappeared.
Fang.
The name hurt to even think about, so I didn't.
"Come on! Let's go in here!" Nudge exclaimed, pulling me into a fashion boutique. I sighed as Nudge gasped; Cool, trendy clothes everywhere. This was like her life's dream.
"Oh! Look at this!" Angel squealed, running over to a a silky pink sundress.
"Sorry, no can do," Iggy replied sarcastically.
"Iggy, I'm giving you a Look," I said. He shuddered as Angel projected a picture into his head.
"This is boring!" said Gazzy, "Can we do something fun?"
My whole Flock, all of their voices was simply background noise. I was focused on not thinking about Fang, and trust me, that took a lot of focus. Angel must have picked up on my thoughts, because a minute later her little arms were around my waist. I stroked her blond curls. It was comforting. Reminded me of the old days in the E house when she was my little girl, my baby.
A nice memory, but nothing would ever be that way again.
Dylan, being ever annoying as usual, snaked his arm around my waist.
"Move. Your. Arm," I tried to snarl, but I was thinking about Fang. It came out more weak and sad than aggressive and menacing, which was what I was going for.
He moved his arm, clearly not wanting to upset me. Smart move, for once.
We left the fashion boutique and went in a book store. Looking around, I saw a book vampires. Vampires have fangs.
So you can probably figure out what I did next.
Fang's POV
After a while I realized that I had wandered into a book store.
"Well, I'm already here," I muttered to myself as I started looking around. I bought myself another coffee with the five dollars I had left. I looked around the store at the books. I read the titles of the books, but it never really registered in my mind. I was leaving the store, not really paying attention when I collided with someone.
"Oops, sor-" I began to say. Something was familiar about this person….that light brownish blondish hair, those brown eyes, an athletic looking build…..
Max.
She recognized me, too. For a minute-just a minute-she froze and turned white as sheet. Her brown eyes were completely blank. Empty, almost. I felt the same way exactly.
I became aware of everyone else, who hadn't recognized me. I did look different, but Max and I would know each other anywhere.
"Max," I whispered. Crap. Had I just said that out loud?
Apparently I had, because she snapped right back into reality.
"I'm sorry," she said in a calm, even voice, "Do I know you?" She walked away not bothering to look at me. The rest of the Flock followed her.
As much as I deserved her reaction, I was slightly stung by it.
She was trying to protect the others, I tried convincing myself as I stumbled through the exit.
Ahh, my first one shot. Hope ya' liked it!