I woke up the next morning to find Angel in my room, shaking my shoulders.
"What? What is it? Is Fang back?" I asked frantically as I sat up, searching her eyes for answers.
"Sorry, Max. He's not back yet. I came to wake you up for breakfast!" she finished cheerfully. I groaned and flopped backward, "Come on, Max! It's a new day! Get up and face it!"
"Hey! That's my line!"
"Whatever, Max. You gotta get up, eat breakfast and then do your daily newsy-thingy!" I groaned again. I hate the daily newsy-thingy.
"Fine." I said, "But I'm canceling everything else for today. I need a break."
"Okey dokey, Max!" she replied and skipped out of the room. That was when yesterday's events all came rushing back to me. I fell instantly into a deep depression and could do nothing more than walk around like a zombie.
I took a shower, got dressed and went downstairs just in time for Iggy to start serving breakfast. Our usually chatty kitchen table was silent this morning, tension filling the air. We ate quietly and then I excused myself to go do the daily lunchtime news.
I read through the documents like a robot with no emotion whatsoever. When I was done, I put down the papers, gave my usual sign off and prepared for the cameras to go off.
Suddenly, though, I had an idea. "Wait!" I cried and everybody froze. "Hold on a sec! Um, okay everybody. I have one more thing to add. I need you all to do me a favor." I said, looking imploringly into the camera. "You all know Fang, right?" I looked down at my desk and picked up the picture of me and Fang, with our arms wrapped around each other, grinning at the camera off of my desk. I looked sadly at it and then turned it to the camera.
"This guy. This is Fang. If any of you happen to see him or even, Fang, if you're watching this, hear me out. I need you to tell Fang that I'm sorry and that I was wrong and I really need to talk to him."
Tears began to well up in my eyes and I didn't even try to stop them from falling. And boy did they fall.
"Please." I pleaded with the cameras, "Please, if you see him, just tell him that. Tell him that I need him so much and I need him to come home. I'm so sorry, Fang." The tears were coming much faster now, "I'm sorry." I whispered, then laid my head my head down on my desk and sobbed.
Everyone was so stunned that it took them 2 whole minutes to pull themselves out of it and turn off the broadcast, thus giving the world (and possibly Fang) a whole 2 minutes to see me sob hysterically.
Jeb came over and tried to calm me down but backed away as soon as the flock burst through the doors and gathered around me, comforting me. Total flock hug.
Ever so gently, Iggy lifted me out of my chair and carried me, with the flock surrounding him, to my room so we could all be alone together.
Once there, I just laid on my bed and cried until I couldn't cry anymore. Which, believe me, took a long, long time.
My only hope now was to wait and see if Fang had seen me or if someone could find him and give him my message.