Hey everybody! Author here. If you don't like my story, just tell me in a review, because I'd really like to know if this is really worth it. This is my first fanfiction, so I hope you like it so far. On with the story! BTW, Italics= Max's Dream.
I was strapped to a cold metal table. My father, Jeb, was beside me, laughing evilly as I struggled.
I screamed and cried at him, but he just smirked and stabbed me with another needle, injecting some strange green liquid into my veins.
"Daddy!"I cried. "I'll be a good girl! I swear!" But to no avail. He injected me with some red liquid this time, and it made my blood boil.
I screamed as hard as I could, and felt an excruciating ripping sensation in my back.
I fell unconscious to the sound of Jeb's maniacal laugh.
I jerked upright on my bed and let out a small scream before I slapped a hand over my mouth. Tears streamed in rivulets down my cheeks, and I was shaking. Another nightmare. They were becoming more common now, and happened almost every day.
I shivered and pulled the blankets tight around me, sitting up. My wings just ached from the memory.
Someone burst into my room, and I looked up, startled, to see Fang. He looked surprised and bedraggled.
He was wearing a black t-shirt and pajama bottoms that were to short and showed his ankles.
"What happened?" He asked. I cringed as the memory came flaring up, hot in my head. Soon Fang was by my side.
"Bad dream?"he asked. I nodded meekly. So much for being the badass. My tough girl exterior was gone, and I couldn't muster up the strength to bring it back right now.
I sniffled and wiped my nose on my sleeve. Fang stared into my eyes for a second, and then got up and left.
What? Had I scared him off? The thought of this just brought more tears to my eyes. I was a freak, and would probably never have any friends.
But he soon came back with two chocolate chip cookies. My eyes widened and he immediately went up on my Awesome People List.
I bit into the chocolatey goodness and my eyes closed with pleasure, tears forgotten for a moment. Fang laughed softly and rubbed my shoulder.
"Thank you," I said, spraying him with cookie crumbs. He winced, and then smiled.
"No problem, Max," Fang said. I ate in silence for a moment. Then I finished the cookie, licking the chocolate off my fingers. Yummy.
"School's the day after tomorrow,"he said seriously. "Nudge is probably going to take you shopping for new clothes, since you have virtually nothing."
I shrugged. "As long as I get to pick out my clothes, and I don't get make-up, I'll be fine," I say. Fang snorts.
"Knowing Nudge, she's probably going to pick out your clothes and give you a complete makeover. We both laugh quietly at that.
"If so, then you're coming with me. I don't want to brave shopping with Nudge alone. He smiles.
"Of course. What kind of a friend would I be if I didn't?" he says, laughing, and gets up to leave. Friend? I've never had a friend before!
"Fang?" I say, and he stops at the doorway.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks."