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Chapter 10: Questions and Smart-Aleck Comments
The next morning I woke up feeling ten times better. My head was no longer throbbing, though my wing was still tender, along with my shoulder, and my ankle was definitely stiff. I sat and stretched my wings, careful not to overextend my right one. I could hear movement in the other room, but they probably didn't know I was awake yet. I decided it was time to find out just how much weight I could put on my ankle.
Yeah, bad idea. I stood and almost fell sideways. Then I instinctively flapped my wings to regain my balance. That one really hurt. I managed to sit on the bed before I fell over and gave myself a concussion, or worse. Of course, I just managed to sit down when in walks Little Miss Alice.
"Morning Max," she said. "Good to see you up."
"Yeah, now if only I could stand on my own two feet."
"Ankle not cooperating?"
I shook my head.
"Bella just got here with your breakfast. I'll go get it for you."
I nodded.
When Alice returned she had a lot of bacon, a lot of eggs, some hash browns, and some more oatmeal. Good, I needed the protein. Alice sat in a chair facing me as I ate.
"Once you're done eating Edward wanted to ask you some questions."
I knew it wouldn't be long.
I stopped eating, "What kind of questions?"
I have a feeling she sensed my sudden wave of suspicion.
"He wants to know what happened the night he found you. And what those creatures were."
I continued eating, "I can't guarantee any answers."
…
When Edward came in I had my sweatshirt off and I was stretching out my wings, wishing desperately that I could fly off right now. Bella followed him, and apparently no one had told her about my…extra appendages. I snapped my wings in and instantly regretted it. The quick movement made me wince.
"Morning," he said politely. "My name's Edward – "
Yeah 'cause I didn't know that already.
" – and this is Bella."
"Max," I said curtly. I really should've given these people a fake name, but it was too late for that now.
"There are a few questions I'd like to ask you."
"So I've heard." I focused my attention on the dirt under my nails. Boy did I need a shower. I must reek. "I bet I can guess what your first question is going to be too."
"Enlighten me," he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Where'd you get the wings?" I unfolded them slightly so they were visible.
"That would have been one of my first."
If I trusted him enough he would have got the answer: Well when I was a baby a bunch of these mad scientists grafted avian DNA into me, thus the wings. But of course, I'm Max, and I don't trust people, so he got the smart-aleck answer.
"I think it was Wall Mart, or maybe Target, I don't remember."
He narrowed his eyes at me. What can I say; I tend to have a negative affect on some people.
"C'mon, you can tell me," he said. "I want to help you. You can trust me."
I glared at him and looked him directly in the eye.
"In case you didn't know, I've had to run for my life too many times to start trusting people now."
Smooth Max, very smooth. Just had to let that one slip didn't you? I mentally smacked myself on the forehead.
He glared at me, "Alright then. What were those things that were chasing you? Why were they after you?"
"They're called Flyboys, at least that's what we call them. They're basically hi-tech robots."
"Why were they after you?"
I spread my wings.
"Fair enough." He furrowed his eyebrows, "You said 'we'."
Nice going Maximum. Now what?
"Who is 'we'?"
"Y'know, other people like me."
"There are more of you?"
I shrugged, "I don't know, maybe."
He seemed to believe me, and even if he didn't he let it slide. "Where are you from?" he asked.
"Good question," I crossed my arms. "Got anymore?"
"I can see you're in a sour mood," he turned and opened the door. "I'll come back later."
I glared at him as he left.
"Sour mood?" I scoffed. "Yeah right." I leaned against my pillow. "If you thought that was bad, wait till I'm really riled up."
Bella was staring at me with lowered brows.
"What, you going to question me too?"
"No, I can see that won't get me anywhere."
She turned to leave the room, but stopped at the door and looked at me.
"Maybe you should keep in mind that a few nights ago Edward saved your life."
With that she closed the door behind her, leaving me to my thoughts.