kay so i noticed i make humumgulsy (totally misspelled that) huge paragraphs and that is going to stop. and im very sorry for the delay which is due to my english homework which takes forever to finish. one day i spent eight hours on a paper and im really sorry. plus i had major writers block. but its all good now. so heres the story.

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FANG P.O.V

Ashley got up and stormed out of the room after pushing Max towards me. I heard her mutter something like 'I'm going out' then heard the door slam. Gazzy and Iggy were in the living room area talking about something in hushed voices then I heard Iggy stop and listen. I saw him get up and tap Gazzy on the fist three times, which is the flock signal for I'll be back. What's with them being all buddy-buddy all of a sudden? I heard someone snapping in front of my face and was brought back into reality by Max snapping her fingers. "Fang? Fang are you okay? You never space out like that." She asked, concerned. "I'm fine." I said. "What was all that about?" She asked. "I don't know. Ashley got mad at something I said and stormed off. Evidently Iggy is helping her out." I said. "Is there something going on between her and Iggy that we should know about?" She asked. "I hope not." I mumbled. "What?" She asked. "Nothing. Just nothing."

Pretty soon it was getting late and both Max and I were getting worried about Iggy and Ashley. I heard the suite door open and in walked Iggy and Ashley. Ashley shot me a quick glance then stalked into her room that she shared with Max. All of us were in the little living room area watching a movie. Something about this girl who was in a fairy tale then ended up in New York. Confusing I know. (A/n: bonus Iggy/ Ashley rad points for whoever can guess what movie this is.) "What's eating her?" I heard Max ask Iggy, who just shrugged. "There's got to be more than a shrug to that. You two were out there for half an hour." I said, hoping to get more out of him. "Nothing. There is nothing going on." Iggy said staring blankly at the TV screen with his grey, clouded eyes. "Fang?" Angel asked, looking away from the movie. "Yeah Angel?" I asked. "What more do you know about Ashley that you didn't tell Iggy?" She asked, innocently. "Angel it's not nice to read people's minds. Especially Iggy's when he's in a bad mood." I said. "I'm not in a bad mood." Iggy spat from across the room. "Iggy, your words are dripping with hate, you have to be in a bad mood." Max said. Suddenly, Angel's head shot up. "Fang?! Why can't I hear Ashley's thoughts anymore?! Normally when she has a block up it's a picture or something but now it's nothing but black! What's wrong?" Her worried voice came from across the room. "I don't know sweetie. Do you want me to go check?" I asked. Her head bobbed up and down rapidly.

I got up and walked over to her door and knocked. There was no answer, so I turned the knob. The door was locked so that did no use. "Ig, can you help me?" I asked him. "Why would I help you? You just tell certain secrets that should be shared. Damn, I feel like a little girl." He said getting up. "Language!" Max shot across the room. He took out a little kit that we got him for Christmas and started working. After a few seconds, we heard a click and the door opened. As soon as I got in the room, I heard the shower going. 'That's strange', I though. She took a shower earlier. I knocked on the bathroom door to make sure she was in there. Iggy gave me a look like 'what?' And I just kept knocking. I could hear faint sniffles and sobs coming from the bathroom. "Ashley? Is anything wrong?" I asked, with no answer. "Ashley if you don't answer me…I'm going to come in." Still, no answer. I motioned to Iggy who was standing right beside me. He took out his kit again and started picking the lock. What is with this girl and locking doors? Iggy got the door unlocked and I rushed in. What I saw shocked me.

Ashley was sitting in the shower, fully clothed, with cold water running over her. The sleeves of her hoodie were pulled over her hands and she was staring blankly into nothing. I cautiously walked over to her and sat down beside her. The floor of the shower had little red flecks on it and upon further inspection, I found it was blood. "Ashley? What is wrong?" I asked. She said nothing but kept staring off into space. She pulled the sleeves of her black hoodie tighter over her hands and looked away from me. "Are you not going to talk about it?" I asked. Again, I got not answer. "Ashley if you don't tell me what's wrong, I can't help." I said, trying to comfort her in any way possible. She turned to me and looked at me, her black eyes piercing into my own brown eyes. "Help? Do you really think you are going to be able to help me? I'm a screw up Fang. Nothing in my life goes right, and when it does, there is always something that ruins it."

Iggy walked in after hearing that, and sniffed. "Why do I smell blood, and lots of it?" He asked. I turned to look at Ashley, who was pulling her sleeves tighter. "Ashley you didn't. Here? What if one of the kids caught you?" I asked in a rushed voice. Iggy stepped forward and asked, "What are you talking about Fang? Ashley what is he talking about?" Iggy asked, getting worried. "You want to know Iggy? You want you know what I do to take away the pain?" Ashley asked in an angry voice. Then she pulled down her sleeve and took Iggy's hand, gliding it over the words etched in her arm. I looked at her arm, which was soaked in blood, and I could faintly see the outline of the words 'I failed.' Iggy gasped and stepped back. "Ashley how could you do something like that? Don't you know that you could kill yourself that way?" He spat. "That was the plan." Ashley murmured. But with our super hearing, he heard every word. "Ashley, don't you realize that people would miss you when you died? What about your family? What about the Flock? What about me? Did you even think about who you're affecting besides yourself by doing this?" He spat. "No. Because before I didn't have the Flock. You were just a distant memory that started fading. I needed some way to dull the pain of my screwed up life. It wasn't like I could just forget about everything. It kept coming back."She said, looking down. "Ashley, it's okay. I didn't mean to yell at you. It was a lot to take in. Why don't we get you cleaned up and everyone go to bed. We have a lot of flying to do tomorrow if we want to get to your brother." He said, not even mentioning the other person we were going to rescue. She nodded, got up, and turned off the shower. We were both soaked, but she just shrugged it off and walked over to the sink and turned it on. She washed her arm off and wrapped it in gauze that was on the counter. "Does that not hurt?" Iggy asked. "No. You get used to it. It's like coffee. It's an acquired taste." She said.

She then walked out of the bathroom and into her and Max's room. Iggy and I followed and found her sitting there looking out of the window. "Do you think we will even get to them in time?" She asked, still looking out the window. "I can't answer that for certain, but I will guarantee that there will be hell to pay." I said, hoping to cheer her up. "Now, get some sleep. You look like you haven't slept in days." I said. "That's what that does to you. You get drained of everything." She said, getting up from the window seat. Then she walked over to the dresser and pulled out some clothes. "Do you guys mind? I kinda need to change out of these wet clothes." Iggy and I both nodded and walked out of the room.

Angel rushed up to me as soon as I came out of the room. "Is she okay? Why couldn't I hear her mind?" She asked frantically. "Yes Angel, she's fine. She's going to bed right now. You really shouldn't poke into people's minds like that Angel. There are some things other people don't want some people to know." I said, and she looked down with a sad expression on her face. "I can't help it. People's thoughts just swarm into my mind and I can't help but listen." She said, still looking down. "It's okay Angel. Just try not to listen so much." I said, patting her on her head. "Now, we have a long day ahead of us. Why don't we all get some sleep?" I asked. Max shot up. "Who made you leader of the flock? Last time I checked, I gave the orders." She said. "Look, I was just saying it's really late and we all look exhausted. Plus, we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow." I retorted. She seemed to take that as an answer and walked into the room she shared with Ashley. Boy is tomorrow going to be an interesting day.