Well, still sick. Not getting better anytime soon, but that can't keep me away from the computer! I've been sick for four days officially today, all with a fever. And hallucinations. Well, to get this chapter started, I'm up at six in the morning writing the third chapter of "Melanie" , six in the morning pacific time, that is. And I actually didn't think I'd get five reviews with just two chapters. Thanks to: Mae With Wings97, Music and Jesus Lover 1214, Elise the Amazing, and Arrowkid21. ;) You guys are awesome. And yes Max as well as I are crazy as fruit loops. Or crazy flakes as my best friends say.
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~*Break*~
So, I had hallucinated Fang being at the grocery store? Everyone else seemed to think so, but not me. So maybe I am a little crazy like they always said I was, but that wasn't going to stop me. I stood over our wooden chopping board, cutting up parsley and getting ready to cut the chicken. Nudge and Iggy walked into the kitchen, and all conversation stopped when they saw me. Nudge tried to hide the stricken look on her face, with a smile, and tried to include me in whatever conversation they were having.
"Hey, Max, do you think dogs or cats are better?" She asked, I sighed. Nothing ever changed she was and forever always will be my little mediator.
"I can't exactly judge since we've never had a cat. But, since talking dogs are slightly annoying!" I raised my voice so Total could hear me upstairs "I'd have to go with cats" Nudge looked at me, then looked at Iggy, and burst out laughing a fake laugh, Iggy joined in with her fake laughing their way out of the kitchen.
I was scaring everyone off, no one wanted to be alone with me and a knife. We've been over this thousands of times, I DO NOT kill. I would never kill, but I wouldn't kill with a knife.
I continued chopping at a renewed speed, and was done with it all in minutes. I started to cook the chicken in a pan, and I got the sauce ready in the mean time. I heard six pairs of feet coming down the stairs, I looked and they were heading out the door.
"Where are you going?" I asked them casually, hoping they weren't all trying to escape me.
"We're taking Melanie to the park, is that okay with you?" Nudge asked me. I nodded, and waved my hand at them.
"Yeah, go, have fun, I'll see you all in time for dinner." I smiled at them, and they walked out the door, and continued to cook the chicken.
~*Break*~
My flock had been gone for about an hour when I saw that same guy outside my kitchen window. I didn't turn all the way, so he wouldn't know I was watching. But as soon as I put the pizza in the oven, I took off my apron and casually made my way through the door. There's a door on the side of the kitchen that you can't see from the window that leads to the backyard, I took that door, and peeked around the corner.
The man had a black head of hair, and olive toned skin, exactly like Fang, but then again a lot of people have his coloring, right? He turned away from me, so that his back was facing the yard. I had no shoes on, so I could sneak up on him without being heard. I didn't breathe, I didn't blink, or move my mouth. I was a statue, and I crept up on him like I was a ghost. He tried to turn just as I got him in a head lock. He struggled against me until he passed out, and I dragged him inside the house.
As soon as I had gotten him as far as the hall I dropped him not sure what to do. If I tied him up he would just break free, and I didn't have rope or spare bed sheets. But, I did have bungee cords. I picked him up under the armpits and carried him into the garage where we kept the bungee cords, I sat him up on a chair and proceeded to the shelves. I picked up one box and spilled them out onto the floor. I picked up the too longest, which spanned four feet each. I tied both around him and knotted them in the back. I picked up a smaller cord and tied it around his wrists, leaving his hands in front of him so he couldn't untie himself.
I started pacing the garage, and thinking about what the flock would say about him. I wondered what they would say to me, once they realized that I hadn't just been hallucinating. Fang hissed as he came back to the world of the living, he rolled his head and popped his neck. He looked around the room, then finally his eyes came to rest on me. He gave me a quizzical look, then smiled.
"Hey, Max," He said in a dreamy voice. No, not dreamy as in cute, dreamy like he thinks he seeing things. "I thought I'd see you again soon." I raised my eyebrow and tipped his chair over. I did not need this right now, I went back inside the house just as the front door was opening revealing my family coming home from the park. I jumped, and turned to the door trying to not look guilty, and hopefully I was succeeding.
"Hi, guys, how was the park?" I asked, trying to be upbeat. Melanie smiled.
"I saw Xavier there." She blushed and looked down at her feet. Nudge smiled and rubbed her shoulder.
"Oh, did you say hi to him?" I asked. She nodded, and smiled even bigger.
"Well, let's go eat before the pizza gets cold! Come on!" I said loudly and made a gesture with my hand for them to follow me. We all sat down in the kitchen and ate our dinner. Which-thank goodness-wasn't burned, but perfectly crisp, golden brown, and sweet. Sadly, I couldn't enjoy it, because I was afraid that Fang would come bursting out. Melanie knew who her father was, I explained it to her, and she even knew what he looked like. She didn't hate him, but she wasn't exactly keen on meeting him.
