AN: Sorry the chappies are so short. lol They look alot longer on my Microsoft Word thing that i write them on. Stay tuned and REVIEW!!
My insides were doing flips and my brain had shorted out the second I saw her. The way Fang was looking at her made me sick. It was like she was his long lost sister or something. So this was what he was talking about. My hands were turning white from lack of circulation.
"Max?" Angel asked in a small voice. She was looking up at me with a worried and almost scared look on her face. I just clenched my teeth and didn't answer.
Max? Its okay. Please calm down. Your thoughts are scaring me. I heard her voice just as worried as it was only a few moments before. She stared into my eyes and listened to my thoughts for about five seconds. So THAT'S why you hate her. She's the one from Virginia? The one that kiss-… She cut off. Probably from the awful look that come on my face the second she started the word 'kissed'.
The image flowed back into my memory. Her hands on his chest. Her lips against his. His arms around her. My breathing got shallow and I remembered crying that day. I looked back over at Fang and her. Her hand was on his shoulder and she was laughing. He smiled. It was one of my smiles. The kind that made my heart stop. Now he was giving it to her. My eyes tried hard to force back the wetness that suddenly threatened to fall.
Oh Max. Please don't cry. The voice rang out in my head. It seemed to push the tears farther forward. I needed to be strong. Why was this even bothering me anyway? Is it because I think I should be the one making fang smile? Or that I thought I should be the one with him? Or that I actually like- Never mind.
My eyes forced themselves back at Fang. He was still smiling. Instead of brightening my day, it just tore me apart. I saw Lissa stand up on her toes to kiss him on the cheek. I could hear my heart shattering in my chest. She had her hand on his chest again. He suddenly looked over her shoulder at me. He must have noticed my staring.
I could imagine what I looked at right then. My eyes full of hate and tears. My hands clenched, my body stiff and rigid. I looked like an emotional mess. His eyes connected with mine for only a moment, then he went back to staring at the Red-Haired Wonder. That felt like a knife to the back.
I turned away from them, although it was hard. It was like a train wreck, so horrible, but you couldn't tear your eyes away.
I looked around for the rest of the Flock. They were standing a few feet behind me. They all had very different expressions on their faces. Iggy looked slightly confused, probably not enjoying the fact that he couldn't see what was going on. Nudge looked nervous. Her eyes kept shifting from me to Fang, then back to me. Gazzy looked at Lissa with disgust. This sent I slight bit of happiness through me. And Angel, who was still by my side, took my clenched hand, and walked me back to the group.
Iggy ran over to Fang, telling him we were leaving. "Okay, see you later Jeff!" I heard her call back to him. Burning in acid would feel better than this.
When we got back to the hotel, I ran into my room and slammed the door so loud a knew someone would be coming by soon to tell me to be quiet. I sat on the bed and grabbed one of the pillows in my hands. I squeezed it and pulled on it until it finally ripped. This sucked. The tears started flowing. I cried into the obliterated pillow.
I heard a knock on my door. "Max?" It was Nudge. She opened the door and walked in. "It's gonna be fine Max. Please stop crying. Everything is fine." She put her arms around me. I felt pathetic. I was crying over God knows what. And I was being comforted by Nudge. I was weak. I hated being weak. I was Max. The leader. Maximum Ride. I couldn't be weak. But the tears wouldn't stop.
"Guys? I think we should leave. Let's check out" iggy said through the door. Someone must have filled him in.