Fang's POV
I sat there, unmoving, in the hallway where I'd fallen.
"I DON'T GIVE A F*CKING SH*T, YOU CHEATING SON OF A B*TCH!I DON'T WANT TO HEAR A F*CKING PEEP, GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM! JUST TAKE YOUR SORRY A$$ AND GO!"
She hated me for a misunderstanding, she didn't want me because of a slut's lust. I got up and walked like a zombie to my room.I couldn't think, I grabbed my iPod and shoved the headphones in my ears, I choked up a bit thinking about our similarities, such as music, I put it on Green Day and turned it up all the way.
After listening to Billie Joe sing for ten minutes my head cleared enough to think about non-Max things I turned it off.
I would just let this whole thing blow-over, let Max calm down a little before apologizing, explaining what happened.
Three hateful-Max filled days later...
After dealing with a very hateful Max for three days, she had seemed to calm down enough to speak and not kill me. I stood in front of her door, going over everything I had learned in self-defense. I opened the door.
Unlike when Max walked in on me, they saw me. That's right, that douche from Virgina, Sam I think, and Max, kissing!
"Oh hello Fang, I don't believe you've met my new boyfriend, Sam" she told me, then I turned on heel and ran, running into my room I shut and locked the door. I guess I had kicked my iPod or something because it started playing Green Day.
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
Well, Billie Joe, way to guess exactly what I was thinking, way to guess.
Before any other heart-breaking songs could come on I turned off my iPod, then tossed it on my bed.
Me. And truth be told, as the feeling of rejection washed over me I went back to Mr. Emotionless Brick Wall. I eliminated any and all emotions that were running through my mind. Instantly I felt better, it felt good to be rid of all of the pain-inducing emotions.
Max had Sam now, she doesn't need me anymore, so I would cut myself off from her.
I grabbed a pen and paper.
Dear Flock
I'm going away, maybe not forever, but I am leaving.
Sincerely
Fang
I put it on my desk, unlocked the door, then took a running sart and dived through my window, unfurling my wings as I went.
As I silently flew away I looked back one more time, I wouldn't be able to see Max with someone besides me without ripping their head off.
