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If anyone got confused on the last chapter when Nudge was talking about Iggy being 'In the closet'. She was refering to the term 'coming out of the closet'.

So basically she thinks Iggy is gay.

Chapter 7: Alone

Max's POV

"It's you? You're the other Flock member." Iggy whispered in utter shock.

I gasped and yanked my wrist away from him; I turned on the sink water and shoved my sliced palm under the stream.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said quickly with a shaky breath, keeping my eyes on my stinging hand while cleaning the red off of my wrist.

It was quiet in the kitchen. Too quiet, I could feel Iggy still standing behind me, looking down at me. I just couldn't get myself to look up at him.

At the disappointment I knew was on his face. Or his disgust at my actions, I don't want to see pity either; I just want to be left alone.

I started breathing hard when everything that was going to happen after this finally came to mind.

It's not my secret anymore, there was no way I could hide this bad habit from the Flock anymore. The worst part is I knew. I knew I had to stop this. There was no way I could keep it a secret forever.

I wanted to tell the Flock myself…ten maybe fifteen years from now when the world was saved and we could just nervously laugh it off and change the subject. Now Iggy knows and soon my whole Flock will too.

What could be worse than knowing the person that's supposed to protect you and lead you from harm can't even help herself? It's over; my Flock is done with me. Even I wouldn't want someone like that in charge.

Someone not mentally able to control her own emotions can't possibly keep a family like ours together.

Now my whole purpose is gone.

My breath hitched on my last thought and I took another painfully shaky breath to keep my useless tears down. I looked away from the sink and where Iggy stood listening to me, I could only grit my teeth trying to keep some of my dignity, there's no sense in crying now.

When I felt a cloth push down on my sliced palm, I sucked air through my teeth at the pain. I turned my head to see Iggy with a calm face holding my hand out of the running water and in a towel.

Reality sunk in, thanks to Iggy knowing about the cutting. My life is practically over.

I narrowed my eyes at him trying to pull away again. "I don't need your help!" I hissed so I wouldn't wake up everyone with my yelling.

"Obviously you do." He said calmly while I glared daggers at him.

"Who died and made you Dr. Phil?" I seethed but winced when the small bits of glass in the cut were pressed down on by Iggy, who is now glaring right back at me.

"You know that's really something coming from you Miss 'it's okay'." He shot back, I narrowed my eyes at him and snatched back my hand instantly regretting it when the skin was torn more.

"This is different!" I could barely whisper with how angry I am at being humiliated like this. I felt my jaw drop when I looked down at my hand and saw the damage.

I saw light reflect in the cut that he couldn't see.

I have more glass in my hand than a shards 'o glass freeze pop!

Iggy crossed his arms raising an eye brow at me. "Oh so it's okay for me to be messed up, but you? Oh never! Not even possible!" he said sarcastically.

"I'm not messed up!" I snapped turning back to him.

Iggy's arms unfolded and all I could get from his face was shock. "I'm not!" I said again turning to the cabinet and pulling out the first aid, how am I supposed to get all this glass out?

My hands started shaking while I hurried to get the tweezers but once I had them I couldn't calm down the shaking enough to take out the glass. Iggy put his hand on my shoulder and I jumped so bad I dropped the tweezers; I narrowed my eyes looking back at him

But lost all my anger when I looked at his face, his eyes met mine in that freaky way of his and under the blind film I could see sadness mixed in with understanding. It was kind of weird to see him so serious when I'm used to seeing his bright smile and hearing his jokes.

"Max…" It was kind of heartbreaking and comforting at the same time…seeing him look at me like this. I felt tears swell up in my eyes and choke in my throat, my shaking calmed down.

"Ig, please-"

"California girls
were unforgettable
Daisy Dukes, Bikinis on top"

Nudge busted in to the kitchen from the hallway dancing and singing with her back to us. I gasped and quickly went to clean up the first aid stuff, I barely shut the kit when Iggy clamped his hand over my mouth and shoved me back.

Before I knew it my back was pressed against shelves and it got dark.

Iggy shoved us in the closet.

"Sun-kissed skin, so hot
we'll melt your Popsicle!
Oooooh Oh Oooooh"

Nudge's tone deaf voice kept singing, and I had the chance to realize how small this closet was or better yet…how close Iggy and me were at the moment. He was taller than me now so I was eye level with his neck and couldn't look away because he still had his hand firmly on my mouth.

I swatted his hand away with my good one glaring up at him, he was so busy looking over his shoulder he jumped a little and looked back at me.

"Oh, um sorry." He whispered looking down; he was so close I could feel his breath on my forehead. Suddenly almost his whole face turned red and he gulped, I was about to ask if he was okay when Nudge's singing got closer.

I was two seconds from bugging out when Iggy put his finger in front of his lips. I tapped his hand once understanding I needed to be quiet and he turned around facing the door while blocking me from sight.

The door swung open and the singing stopped, I squeezed my eyes shut and grabbed on to the back of Iggy's shirt holding my breath.

It was so silent it was killing me I gave up and finally looked over his shoulder. Just to see Nudge holding her hand over her mouth two tones paler and her eye twitching. She looked completely horrified.

"Ah…I can explain." Iggy started with a nervous laugh. Instantly Nudge looked like she was about to be sick and shook her head.

"N-No! I don't want to hear about your closet hiding antics!" She rushed to say backing away quickly. I felt Iggy tense up and take a step forward.

"Huh? You don't under-!" He started again but Nudge got wide eyed and cranked up her Mp3 player. "La, la, la! I can't hear you! Goodnight!" She rushed out the kitchen singing with a shaky voice.

I raised an eyebrow at her retreat but saw my escape route and ducked under Iggy's arm running for the hall. "Max!" Iggy said just as I closed my door and leaned my back against it, when he didn't come after me I sunk to the ground feeling shaky all over again.

I curled my legs to myself taking deep breaths and putting my head in my arms. I winced feeling the pain throb in my palm but ignored it. When I looked up at my dark room I never felt so…

Alone.

Okay no more Breaking Benjamin before I write. O_o

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