Well, chapter 2. It has been suggested, multiple times, that I continue Rebirth, so I will, once this chapter goes up. Then I'll get to writing.
Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride.
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Fang Point of View
Okay, I know what your thinking, something along the lines of 'You and Max just start getting close, and you go and say Live your life without me? Why? You're an idiot!'… You see, it all started with a flashback.
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No, I'm just going to tell you, you won't experience my flashback. Actually, since I was asleep, it was more of a dream.
See, it was that time on the beach when Ari cut me to ribbons. To me, that was the moment when I found out Max just might love me. Why? Read book 1. Then you might figure it out. Anyway, Max was crying. The first time she had cried since Jeb left. The first sign of weakness. Then, Max is crying after Ari-with-wings sliced me up. More weakness. Then, Max is in my arms, crying after trying to cut out the chip in her arm. Yet more weakness. Only around me has Max ever been at a loss for words. Like when I kissed her, or sometimes when I smile at her. She can't think of something.
I don't know why, but I make her weak.
Max can't be weak, she needs to be invincible, and she needs to stay away from me.
So I'll find my parents, stay with them, and Max will save the world. Simple.
Apart from the fact that every second I'm away from her I feel like dropping out of the universe.
Right now? I'm just standing here, waiting for something. Being statue still, and dead quite.
Nobody saw me, they couldn't. That didn't bother me.
When Angel walked through me, like I wasn't even there, that didn't bother me.
I didn't care, I didn't even blink.
When my vision started to fade away, I didn't care.
Unmoving, uncaring, invisible, and intangible. The equivalent of non-existent.
Time seemed to crawl slowly, yet the hours flew by. Nobody came looking for me, and I didn't care.
It was later when it happened.
It was like a ball of fire had hit me, burning, lighting my world. She had come back, and brought me back with her. I was visible, tangible, and I realized my mistake.
Max had weaknesses, everyone had them. I knew all of them, and I had her back. I was the one who blocked the weaknesses, I was her armor, her protector, not her weakness, just the opposite.
Silently, I walked over to her, stood by her side, and, just loud enough for her to hear, whispered one word. "Sorry."
You don't get it? Well, Fang needs Max to exist. That's about it. Bye, I got writing to do.