The Life of M.R.

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It happened suddenly and I couldn't do anything to stop it. The shock of it happening had left me in a frozen depression and instead of unbearable numbness all I felt were pins and needles. She was gone and she was never coming back. I'd never be able to ask her ever again how to do anything. I'd never be able to hug her again, or run to her when I'm scared. Because she's gone. I just sat there frozen as the doctor consulted me on different options. Even when my husband and daughter came to see me I was still just gone from reality. It wasn't until my 49 year old twin cousins came and comforted me did I break down and let the tears out as it finally set in. My mother was dead and she was never coming back.

For the next few days it was like I was a human shell. I stopped eating and all I really did was sleep, but even sleeping was torture since my every dream was a memory. By the 3rd day my grief stricken cousins finally managed to drag me out of my room and got me to eat. The food was tasteless in my mouth and felt like a dead weight as it went down my throat.

"At least she went in her sleep, peacefully." My cousin Derek murmured as I slowly forced myself to go through the motions of eating the bowl of cereal I had been given.

"Yeah, she didn't suffer, Dawn, and I'm sure she'd want you to be happy." My other cousin, Stefan, said with a sad smile. It was quite awhile before I said anything back.

"Do you know where my mum's notebook is?" I whispered hoarsely.

"Yeah, I think it's in my car. I'll get it." Derek says solemnly as he gets up from the kitchen table and goes to get the notebook. While he's gone the phone rings. I only stare at it blankly as Stefan goes to pick it up. I listen impassively and continue eating my cereal.

"Yeah, Derek and I are both here. What? You're brining everyone down for the funeral? Are you sure, mum? It'll be a big shock for her; I don't think she can handle it right now." Stefan murmurs into the phone almost incomprehensively. He stops speaking for a moment as the person on the other line talks. "Yes, okay." is all he says as he hangs up the phone. Derek then walks back into the kitchen and hands me the notebook.

"Thanks…do you know where Simon and Blythe went off to?" I ask them both with hollow eyes.

"Yeah, Simon took Blythe to the zoo, just to take her mind off all this." Stefan says as he and Derek exchange a glance and Derek nods. "Now, our mum has asked us to prepare you to meet a few people and to make sure you keep reading that notebook." Stefan says as he begins hauling me off the chair I was seated on and guiding me to my favourite room in my quaint house, my mini library. Stefan situates me in my favourite recliner beside my bay window and hands me the notebook.

"Now you just read while Stefan and I organize some things, okay?" Derek states. I nod and then he and Stefan leave the room. I sigh and rub my swollen eyes before turning my attention to the notebook. I open it up to the last page read and begin reading to myself, seeing as I no loner had my mother to read to out loud.


Working in the shop with Maya and Star wasn't actually that bad. They had somehow managed to get me dressed in a way that someone wouldn't notice my broken wings sticking out a bit and so I was able to work in the front with them. The entire time I was working with them though, I couldn't help but have my thoughts flit back to my dream about the little girl. Who could she be? I also found myself occasionally glancing at Maya's pregnant belly and actually feeling happy for her. She was happy and no longer looked like my exact clone. In fact, she actually felt like a sister if anything. I was starting to enjoy staying with Fang's flock and even kind of forgiving Fang for leaving my flock. At some point during the lunch break I finally got up the nerve to ask Maya the question that had been bugging me since last night.

"So, how has Fang been these past 3 years?" Maya's bright expression darkens a bit at my question.

"Well, after he came back to us after finding Angel, he was incredibly depressed. He changed, Max, he really did. He definitely was no longer the Fang we all knew and cared about. I remember him complaining about not being able to feel anything." Maya swallowed hard. "He started disappearing randomly for days on end. The longest he was ever gone was two weeks. One night he came back all beaten up, but with some crazy sheet of formulas. We tried asking him what the formulas meant, but to this day he has yet to tell us."

"Maya if this is hard, you don't have to tell me." I say, wishing I hadn't asked and brought such a sad look to Maya's face.

"No, you should know." Maya said quickly. "After he came back with the sheet of formulas he stopped disappearing all the time, that's when the drinking started. We were all horrified since when he got drunk it was like he was an entirely different person. He would do terrible things and not even remember them. One of these terrible things that he did was rape me." Maya says solemnly and wipes away a few unshed tears at the thought. "After he did it he stopped drinking. He tells me every day how sorry he is and how much he wishes he'd had the control to have prevented the unfortunate event. It's only been about 3 months, but he's already turning back into the old Fang and though our unborn twins are accidents, he loves them so incredibly and so do I. He loves you too, Max, and the only reason he stays with me is because of the babies." Maya says sadly. I only stare at her wide eyed.

"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch." I growl angrily, completely ignoring the fact that Maya told me that Fang loves me.

"Don't Max, you'll only regret it." Star says stoically after reliving the memories of the past 3 years.

"Yes, please don't." Maya says just as the timer goes off, telling us that it's time to open up the shop again. The rest of the afternoon passed with little to no discussion between the 3 of us and the story about Fang buzzing through my mind. Some part of me just couldn't seem to accept it while another was actually disappointed with Fang.

Once the last customer left the three of us began the short walk back to the house that Fang's flock was living in. Dinner was already on the table and everyone else was home, including the now sober Fang.


I would've continued reading into the next entry but I was interrupted by Derek and Stefan knocking on the door softly before entering.

"We've got everything organized, let's go." Derek says slightly happily as Stefan helps me out of the chair and then begins guiding me to the car waiting outside my house. I don't say anything as we begin driving to who knows where.

So, kind of a sad chapter since Max dies…But at least more of the story is uncovered! Ugh I'm sorry if you guys hate me now…Review and keep reading!

-JAMZD