I wasn't going to continue this, but it's so much more popular than everything else I write, so I decided to write a second chapter. I dunno what I'll do with it, though. Check out my deviant art (on my profile) if you want more of my writing.
Much happier song this time, it's by Mae, called Anything. When I heard it, I automatically thought Maximum Ride.
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Love,
It's the wave I ride,
That won't ever reach the shore.
Overwhelmed by the tide
And wanting nothing more, tonight.
"Liar," I mumbled. Those words made my heart skip a beat, but I knew that she had someone now. She didn't need me.
I realized the flock was still staring at us. She took my hand and guided me outside to the back deck, where I automatically leaned on the wooden railing and gazed out over the cliff. The lake below reflected the moonlight perfectly, casting a glow on everything near it, including Max's perfect face.
"Fang," she said quietly when the door was shut, "What makes you think that."
"Because you don't need me," I choked out. "You have him, I'm just either a fling or a brother to you."
Than to take this time
And make it all mine.
It's coming around again.
"That's not true!" She raised her voice a little, the quieted down. "You're part of my life."
I sighed. "Not an important part, it seems. I can't kiss you without you running away."
She looked ashamed and cast her eyes to the ground. She was ashamed of me. "I was in the middle of saving the world. I had a lot on my mind; it seemed too much to take in."
"I could have helped you." I suggested in a warmer tone, "I could have given you comfort when you needed it."
"I did need it..." she trailed off.
"I always wish you're flying with me when I take a night spin." I whispered. "You'll have to come with me sometime. Maybe we can just forget this ever happened."
"How about right now?" She smiled at me and made me freeze.
Every now and again sometimes,
I get lost on the wind of a dream.
The air gets clean and the seas get wide.
And I can do anything.
Before I knew it we were taking off, our wings catching the wind and carrying us far into the distance. I let out a scream of excitement, feeling that I could go anywhere. I felt like I could say what I wanted. That's what flying gives you, a natural high, but more exhilarating.
"Fang," she shouted over the wind, "What do you want me to do?"
I could care less at this point. "Anything!"
The pain it won't even cross my mind.
There is wonder in everything.
The rope gets loose and the chains unbind.
And I can do anything.
She flew over to me, our feathers brushing and she smiled at me again. She stopped suddenly, and I had to push my feet in front of me to keep my momentum from flinging me further into the night.
She couldn't stop smiling. I looked at her, puzzled. Our wings were flapping at the same time, keeping us airborne but in the same place. I looked down, realized how high up we were, and knew no one for miles around could have a hope of finding us.
"Look, if you don't believe that I love you..." she began, making my eyes snap from the ground below us to her, "Then I don't know where you've been."
Hope,
It's the light that strikes,
That burns inside of me.
It's a blinding light,
But somehow I can see, again.
And then she grabbed the back of my head, pulled it down and connected my lips with hers in one electrifying moment. All my thoughts of the blonde boyfriend faded from memory as they were replaced with thoughts of the cave and the dock and how this was just so much better.
If there were endless hours in a day, I would use them all up with this one kiss. I didn't want it to end, and it seemed like it never would until nature called and I had to breathe.
I looked at her, she looked at me, and we burst out laughing. Not out of anything funny, just out of sheer happiness. The laughter was breathless, but it seemed to fill up the entire world.
When I've lost my way.
It's becoming very clear.
And it's coming around again.
"Wow, Fang..."
I looked at the joy in her eyes and realized that she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. We just floated there, flapping our wings in unison, and wondering why we haven't tried to do that before.
"I told you there was a reason we couldn't stand to see each other with other people, Max." I hugged her, careful not to affect her flying, and breathed in her scent. "We're just meant for each other."
"And we're just like that." She laughed into my shoulder. We stayed like that for a long time.
"We should get back..." she finally said.
"Yeah..."
I let go of her, and we flew back to the house, riding the wind.
Every now and again sometime,
I get lost on the wind of a dream.
The air gets clean and the seas get wide
And I can do anything.
The pain it won't even cross my mind.
There is wonder in everything.
The rope gets loose, and the chains unbind.
And I can do anything.
Somewhere between the darkest and the light.
My spirit takes to fly.
The colors fill the sky,
And I am free.
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