Max's Misery Business
Ch. 7
Hi! I know, I haven't updated for a bit. I'm back at school, it's harder. Sorry. So the usual. No flames, R&R. Whoever's POV it is has their thoughs italicized. Voice is underlined. Enjoy.
Disclaimer. Don't own MR. Get it into your head.
Oh, Fang gets sort of OOC. Sorry.
[Fang POV
It was raining, and the winds were crazy. I was flying low so I wouldn't get hit by lightning. Oh my god, is Max out in this weather? I can't stop thinking about her.
I'm probably over New Mexico, and it seems to be flash flooding (A/N: Does it flash flood like so in New Mexico? If not, I'm sorry...I live in California.). How did I get here so fast? Flew like crazy for the whole day, then the weather got nasty. My wings feel like they're gonna drop off. If Nudge hadn't made me bring one of Anne's old rain jackets, I'd have pneumonia. But my wings are freezing.
Speaking of Anne...hope she didn't flip when she figured out I was gone too...wow, this lack of people is making me ramble. Like Nudge! Geez.
Caves, caves, caves. There are lots of caves around here, that's where Max would go. I swooped down to a nearby cave...it was empty. The ceiling was dripping. Max wouldn't shelter there.
An indent in a sheer face of rock? Inhabited by eagles. No Max.
Big, dark, deep cave? Empty.
I lofted myself up to another cave. I'll have to shelter here, I thought, it's getting too wild out there. I landed at a jog in a small cave. Dropping my backpack filled with food, clothes, blankets, and other necessities, I started to clear the debris out of the cave. It was surprisingly clean. Just a few rocks, dirt, and...
A feather. A light brown feather, speckled with dark brown. It was bigger than most birds'. I knew where it had come from.
It was Max's feather. I looked down and saw a few Converse prints, and a scratched-up area where I think she must have landed or taken off. There was a brown hair there, another Chuck Taylor print there...Max had been there! There were no ashes from a fire, or matches, so she hadn't stayed long... She had to be somewhere around there, otherwise the feather would have blown away. So I picked up my backpack, snapped my huge black wings out, and took off.
I looked around for more caves. There weren't many. Curls of smoke floated out of a small, sheltered cave in the side of an overhanging crag. Something was glowing, burning in there. I flew towards it. Was Max in there?
[Max POV
What the heck? Wingbeats? Maybe it was a hawk...no, too big. Flying Erasers? Nah, the School wouldn't be stupid enough to send just one. Could it be...one of my flock? Then, a voice.
"Max? Maaaxxx? MAAAAXXX! Where are you?"
Fang?
I felt like there were two people inside of me, having an argument.
Stay! You love him, you want to go home, you want to see him.
Run! What if he tries to hurt you? The flock doesn't want you
STAY!
GO!
As if I wasn't crazy enough, with a Voice in my head. I didn't need Multiple Personality Disorder...
Before I could listen to any of the arguing people, someone landed in the opening of the cliff.
"Fang! Oh my god... Fang!"
I'd wanted to see him, I'd missed him so bad. But now I couldn't move.
Fang walked slowly towards me. There was an undescribable look in his eyes as he spread his arms. I fell into his hug. He enveloped me in his wings, whispering, "Oh, my god, Max. Max, Max.."
I wrapped my arms around his lean, hard body. "Fang...I'm sorry."
He hugged me back, fiercely. "Max, why did you run away? We all missed you so much."
"No you didn't." That made me pull away. Liar.
"Max, we did. So much. I'm so sorry." Fang's eyes were almost watering. Almost- we're talking about Fang. He's not going to go sob-fest on me.
Fang sat down, and motioned to me to do the same. "Max, everyone did miss you. And I...I'm... Well..." Then he started on the longest speech I'd ever heard him say.
"Max, I'm sorry about the Lissa thing...I...I love you. I've loved you for just about ever. And you never really noticed me. So I was trying to make you jealous. And you got all mad and left. I'm sorry..."
My heart skipped a beat. Fang loved me? YES! How to tell him? He was just sitting there, looking melancholy. So I did the easiest explanation. I reached up and kissed him.
As my lips met his, and we leaned forwards in a passionate kiss, I felt Fang's anger melt into forgiveness, and felt my own melting in the same way.
When we broke apart, we said in unison, probably the hardest things to say in the world.
"I love you...I'm sorry."
Then Fang hugged me and picked up my backpack. Then we walked towards the mouth of the cave, took off, and flew back to Anne's. I was finally going back to the Flock, where I belonged.
The End! Hope you liked the story. This wasn't my best chap, but oh well. Read my other stories! Thanks to:
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