I will only do this once because it's common sense~
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride or the characters.
Chapter One- Who are You?
Fang's P.O.V.
Damn...Won't he just quit? This is getting annoying... I ran down the street sticking to the backyards of the houses I ran past. Avoiding the truck that's been following me for the last 30 minutes, but I know I have to come to a stop at some point. I looked down at my arm which was leaving trails of blood dripping off of my hand.
"Shit." I muttered. This wasn't exactly what I had in mind for a surprise party. It dawned on me that I was running out of energy and I needed to stop somewhere for awhile where I can't be easily noticed. I cut through some trees and turned a corner that had a busted out street light; also taking notice of some apartments that were almost camouflaged in the darkness. Alright, there. I'll be safe if I hide out somewhere around that area...At least temporarily...
I looked behind me to make sure there was nobody there that was watching me then ran for it. The back of the buildings were completely covered in darkness so I went to one of the doors towards the middle and sat down. Leaning my head on the door behind me I whispered to myself, "That didn't go as planned...Next time I'll just stay away for good if that's how he acts if I come around." I chuckled to myself. I closed my eyes and passed out.
Max's P.O.V.
"Mom, you shouldn't worry so much! Remember, I wanted to do this in the first place."
She looked at me with worry spread across her face. I walked over to her and gave her a hug.
" I mean it's not like I'm dying, I'm just living at a different place. It was bound to happen sometime even though I'm only 16, I just need to get out of the house." I told her.
"Max, you're my little girl and I know you're not dying but it's still sad to see you not living with me and Ella anymore." She took my hand in hers and said, " Please remember that you can always come back if you want, okay?"
I nodded as she put the last box in my living room. When she came back out she turned to me before getting in the car.
"Oh, and I've taken care of everything as in the rent and food expenses. I'm going to send you money every month for the things you need okay?"
"Alright, I love you." I said, receiving a kiss on the cheek and a smile.
I went inside when it was starting to get dark outside. It's almost the end of summer vacation...I directed my mind towards something else other than school so I looked at the clock. 7:14 p.m. I can't believe it! My first time living alone! "Hell yeah!" I yelled raising my fist in the air. I changed into some pajamas and tied my wavy blonde-brown hair in a messy ponytail and ran for the kitchen, time for some ice cream!
Right before I fell asleep on the couch, I thought I heard something towards the back door. Turning off my T.V, I noticed a small sound of a thud and decided to go investigate. Why? Because I'm the great Maximum Ride and I investigate things. Curiosity's a bitch sometimes okay?
I picked up a knife on the way to the door and cautiously slid it open. When I noticed nobody was there, I opened it all the way and something fell at my feet. I flinched and closed my eyes, opening them back up when nothing happened. I looked down and saw a guy laying there passed out sweating a lot. I kneeled down trying to wake him up by shaking him but he wouldn't.
"Hey, mysterious guy. Wake up." I repeated for the zillionth time. I rolled my eyes and grabbed both of his unusually hot hands, pulling him inside my apartment. When I started to pull he started crying. Crying. I mean with tears rolling down his face but the weird thing was that he wasn't making any noises. Just mouth movements like he was in pain.
I let go of his hands and noticed that I had blood on mine. Looking back at his left hand I made the connection that he was also injured there. Jee whiz that made sense. First I closed the door, then I needed to think. What can I do? I got an idea and decided to make him not so heavy, enough for me to at least have a chance to pick him up.
His black leather jacket with a purple Indian dream catcher hanging on it for dear life by just a couple strands.
"Sorry buddy, but I'm going to need to take this jacket off if you want to get farther than this." I whispered while sliding the sleeves off his shoulder, then down to his elbow. Damn, I must say he was a pretty built arm here people. Short sleeves saves time, it's way better than having to worry about messing up long sleeves while taking something off, know what I mean?
Alright, one down and one to go. I went to his left side and started pulling it down. After I got past the elbow I looked and saw his injury of a long cut around his arm that didn't look like it wanted to stop bleeding. I needed to hurry this along. I took the jacket off and threw it to the side.
Next, I threw the shoes and satchel he had near his jacket then he was good to go. I grabbed him by the waist and pulled him up to me, dragging him to my couch. I plopped him on it and took a deep breath. I mean jeeze! Could he GET any heavier? I hope not. I placed him on his back with his feet up. I got a chair and an emergency kit and sat at his side, also turning on a light.
I looked at him. His hair was black as night and long enough to cover his eyes when he turned his head. I turned my attention to his cut on his arm and felt a little relieved when it looked like it was slowing down but I still needed to cover it. I lifted his arm up and started cleaning it with a cloth, disinfecting it. After so, I bandaged it tight but not enough to cut his circulation.
The blood trails it left contrasted with the pale olive skin tone he had. Ughh, this made me so irritated! I mean his skin was way nicer than mine! I pouted a little bit but got over it quickly. I quickly noticed something at that moment and I wonder how I missed it before but...his clothes were so messed up. Messed up like torn up a bunch. What was he doing to get like this?
He coughed, startling me, then moving his hand off of his stomach and dropped it on top of mine. I moved his hair out of his face then put a dry rag on his forehead. I guess I fell asleep soon after that, afterall, it was in fact pretty late. I sat up and rubbed my eyes and my hand was still clutched in this stranger-guy's hand.
I looked at the time and it was 9:26 a.m.
"Who are you?" A low voice asked taking me by surprise.
"Depends, who are you?"
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Ayyyye, it's been awhle. Tehehehe my fault though.
How have you guys been? Me? I've been okay... I'm a freshman now and it sucks ass let me tell you. I take all honor classes and i absolutely hate itttttttttttt omg. But anyways i still cant believe im getting ready to turn 16 in a few months though. I've been with you guys for what?
2 years? (psst im including it altogether)
since i was 13 you guys w
but im glad to be writing stories again, as a bonus its a MR story. it beats the rest by a field size gap
c: well, needless to say im back
and im here to stay, no more dicking around
so to remind you or to say for the first time for some of you guys
if at least one person reviews one chapter i will update on schedual because if i dont know how you guys like it, i wont know if i should carry through
you feel me? anyway, ill check you up next time and i can say, it'll be fast updates this time, like how it was when i was first writing them!
But how did you guys like this chapter so far? i know its a bit short but i cant help it, ill try to fix that in due time but i have to go for a bit.
I love you guys you know
see you on the flip side
Peace
~Kyra