ok, i think this chapter is terribly short. lol, that sounded british. because the usually range from 2,000 words to 3,500 words. and this one is under 2,000 words. it's still really great though. i was gonna make it bigger but how it ends was a great ending for the chapter. so, please continue reading. ooh, and dont forget to review.
Max POV
I woke up around three in the morning and was instantly full of joy when I saw my surroundings, but the joy was quickly replaced by void sadness as I remembered what had been done to me. I quickly got out of bed, went into the bathroom and started the shower. The hot water started steaming and the fog was somehow clouding my thoughts. It didn't really matter; I didn't want to think about anything. Then I searched for my pajamas. Once I found them I undressed myself and took a shower. I scrubbed at my skin as hard as possible. I did this absentmindedly as I thought of what had happened.
Mr. Misfortune had stopped trying to rip at my shirt and had starting to kiss me forcibly. I kept turning my head every time so he stopped and started kissing my neck. I kneed him in the stomach, he got even rougher, he started to bite at my neck. He threw me onto my back on the bed. I started to push him off of me.
"Oh, no you don't, I might as well have a little more fun," he moved up to my ear and whispered, "don't you agree," then he bit my earlobe.
I kneed him again this time below the waist.
"You little," he said then started ripping at my shirt again. I made a mental note that I needed to get more of the same shirt, with all the tearing he hadn't done much damage, they were very resistant.
He was still ripping at it and had a small gash forming at where my bra was when Fang came in. I shuddered; just thinking of what would have happened if he hadn't entered.
I came back into reality by the stinging coming from my overly scrubbed skin. I finished my shower and went into the kitchen as soon as I was dressed. I took the clothes I had been wearing with me. I shuffled through the kitchen drawers, looking for matches. As soon as I found them I quietly went outside to the bar-b-q grill. I set the clothes down in it and looked for the gasoline we kept in a small bottle. When I found it I poured a bit of it onto the clothes and let the struck match fall on top of it. It started blazing in a matter of seconds. I poured more and more gasoline, until there was none left, and stared blankly at it. I don't know how long I had been out there, half an hour, maybe an hour. I was thinking of nothing and had been brought back to earth by the chirping of birds. I moved my gaze towards them, not really seeing them though. I absentmindedly shut the top of the grill down and went into the house thinking. Thinking of what I had just done and what I had really done. On the outside it may have looked like I was just burning clothes but on the inside I was burning more than that, I was burning away all my feelings.
I slipped back into my room and sat on my bed. Hugging my knees to my chest I spaced out, staring at the wall. Slowly the Sun started rising, its rays creeping into my room then displaying themselves on the floor. I was still looking at the wall when I heard a light knock and Nudge walked in.
"Hey Max, how ar-" she wasn't even able to finish her sentence because at that moment she fell on her knees and broke down crying. I leapt off my bed, hissing under my breath when I landed on my injured leg. At that moment a look of pain flickered on Nudge's face but was instantly replaced by a worried look. It was weird how she had stopped crying I was thinking about that when she instantly sobbed again.
"Nudge, what's wrong?" I asked attentively, while stroking the top of her head.
She looked at me with wide tear filled eyes, "I don't know," she whispered, shaking her head.
I felt really bad for Nudge and as if on cue she started crying again. Suddenly my door flew open. Angel was at my doorway staring at Nudge.
"Max, what's wrong with Nudge?" she asked with a scared look on her face.
"I don't know sweetie," I whispered, still keeping my eyes on Nudge.
Angel got this look on her face like she had just figured something out. "Max," she said urgently, "think of something happy and try to feel happy."
OK, how did she want me to feel happy? After what I'd been through, the last thing on my list to feel was happiness.
"Max, please," Angel begged.
Ok, you can do this feel happy. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, ice-cream, puppies, laughter, smiley faces, chocolate, pool on a hot day. That was strange, I hadn't thought these things. I looked over at Angel. She had done it; I knew it from the sheepish smile she had given me. But I had stopped pondering about what Angel had done as for Nudge had stopped crying and was smiling happily at me and Angel.
"Max, I think I got a new power," she said, her smile getting even bigger.
I just starred dumbly at her. Her smile started fading away and confusion was knitting her eyebrows over her brown eyes. Oh, my god, Nudge could feel and read feelings. I instantly beamed at her, making her happy again, and hugged her. But then I thought of something else. Reluctantly letting go of Nudge I looked her in the eyes, she could feel it coming; literally.
"Nudge, you can't get near me anymore," I whispered, my eyes, unfocused, starring at the place next to her.
"Max, no, I mean we can fix this. We always can, like there's always a way. We'll find a way and things will be-"
"No Nudge," I said cutting her off. I looked down at the floor, "you'll just feel either full sadness or void sadness, and honestly," I got up and walked towards my window, "I don't know which one is worse," I muttered, "it won't work." I rubbed my arms with my hands; I had just gotten the chills. I had never thought I'd hear myself say those words. I could hear Angel trying to stifle a sob but what happened next surprised me. Nudge got up, "I'll make it work," she cried and rushed past Fang, who was standing on the doorway apparently having heard the whole thing. He just starred at me, his mouth slightly open in shock. Shocker, I know. Angel got up and walked out the door towards Nudge's room. I walked towards my doorway, "I- I need some time. To think," I whispered to Fang, absentmindedly. He nodded at me and silently walked out of the way of the door and into his room. Before shutting his door he took one long pained look at me. I smiled sadly and shut my door.
ok, umm, i decided to give nudge the power because she only has like 2 but i'm gonna focus a couple of the next chapters on the other flock members. plz review.
