Chapter 11: Ouchies

Max POV

I was in desperate need of chocolate. I think I might actually die if don't get it. We need to go now.

"Fang lets go home." I pleaded.

"I don't think the flock is ready to go quite yet." Fang said. I knew it was pointless to carry on so I went to a picnic table and stretched out across it. Granted I wanted to go home, but who was I to ruin a perfect day for the flock? We never have had this many before, I'm starting to get suspicious. Soon my mind wondered from these things, I started making shapes in the clouds, thinking of different baby name (But I liked my original one best), what lullaby would I sing to him, and etc. But Gazzy interrupted my thoughts.

"Hey, Max." He said and sat down in the table's seat.

"Hey, buddy. What's up?" I said and sat up.

"I...I was wondering, once you have your baby, will you still love us?" he asked as light tears rolled down his cheeks.

"No, I don't think I will. Nah. I was just kidding you, of course I will. You were my first baby, even before Angel. Come here and give me a big bear hug." I said with out stretched arms, and he happily jumped up to give it to me. I gave him a big kiss on top of his head and he returned the favor with one on my cheek.

"Hey. Don't be getting any PDA's out here on us." Fang shouted from about 20 feet away.

"Ha-ha. You're so funny." I shouted back.

"I know, that's one of many reasons you love me." He laughed but Iggy came up behind him, jumped on his back, and they began to wrestle playfully.

"HEY! HEY! Cut it out!" I shouted but not soon enough because they each fell back and got their heads busted open.

"See this is what happens when you don't listen to me." I said and slid down off the table to go see the damage.

"Man! Is my head still on my body?" Iggy asked running his fingers over the wound.

"Let me see." I said in a soothing voice.

"Ouch! Be careful." Fang said and jerked away from me.

"I'm only trying to help you. Lets go home and get you two patched up."

"Fine." they both said. It was a short flight home. We got home and I made them sit down while I searched for the first-aid kit. I found it and I had disinfect them then put a patch over the gash that was only 1 inch long and not even 3 centimeters deep.

"Ok. All done. Let's get to bed." I said. They weren't that far behind. But it was a very fun day. And everybody is tired and worn out. So we said our good night and sweet dreams then crashed.

"Max. Max. Listen to me. Be careful who you trust. You need to trust your family but be cautious of others. They may seem nice and friendly but be careful. This is vital. Be on guard and stay close to your family. And if I'm not mistaken, there is someone who is close to you that is really not. I'm concerned for you at this very trying time. Be safe and very safe. Goodbye. I'll keep checking on you. Later." That was the Voice, again. I wish she would just tell me what is what and what in the world she is talking about. I spent the rest of the night dreaming. It was nice. But I was soon wakened by Angel tapping me on the shoulder saying that she had a nightmare, so I let her crawl in with me. She was asleep soon, but once I'm awake I'm awake until it's time for bed again. I laid there petting her hair and thinking about what the Voice had said. She could've been talking about anyone. I have to get up I can't lay in this bed anymore. I slowly slipped from Angel and went to kitchen for some food. I went through everything we had but we had no chocolate. Wait... I know, when I go to work I can get some from there, and today I get my paycheck! So it's a win-win day. Since we didn't have chocolate I stuffed myself with a 2 cups of yogurt, a ham sandwich with mayo, then some leftover lasagna. It was good until I got a stomachache from eating to fast. But now I don't want chocolate, I want cheese puffs. Luckily, for me we had a whole, unopened bag. When I got halfway through the bag, I put it away and began to clean up my mess and go find some pants for work. I went through the bag that Nudge gave me and picked out a simple pair of grey pants that were actually denim. I was so glad to find them, there is nothing like the feel of denim. I also found a shirt with two baby feet on it, I thought it was cute so I wore that. I should probably wake up Fang. It's almost time to go.

"Fang. Fang, get up." I said poking him in the arm.

"Do I have to? Wait. Don't answer that."

"I gave you 20 minutes to get ready." I said with my hands in my hips.

"Whatever, mother." He joked and pulled the cover over his head.

"Fang, I'm serious."

"So am I."

"I'm leaving." I said and swiftly walked out of the room. I grabbed my cell phone and walked out, actually, I flew out. Flying cut the trip in half, so I flew as much as I could. I dropped down because I like to sightsee. But I was soon interrupted by Fang singing, yes singing.

"Don't walk away when I'm talking to you, this ain't no time for your bad attitude. Don't give me that face, cause you know I'm really down for the chase. Cause my heart's already in it and I'm never gonna quit it." Fang sang and cut up after every other word.

"Really?" If you're considering a singing career, don't." I remarked.

"Aw. So you're not completely a marshmallow...yet."

"What does that mean?"

"I mean, when you have that kid, you aren't going to have time for being mean and stuff."

"That...Kid?"

"You know that isn't what I meant."

"So what did you mean? Huh? Did you mean that since I'm not having your kid, you aren't going to love him? You just going to take off and not return this time? So what!"

"You need to calm down." He said reaching for me but I jerked away.

"Don't touch me." I said through gritted teeth.

"Can't a guy make one mistake?"

"NO! Not when you're in a family that doesn't have that many supporting places to go!"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend."

"Just shut up and let's get to work." I said. The rest of the trip was quiet except for when branches broke under feet. Every now and then would kick a stick to air out some anger. We were almost there when Fang grabbed me and kissed me. Thing was I didn't even push him away.

"I can't stand when you're mad at me." He said, while he still had hold of me forcing me to look at him.

"Me neither." I said kissing him back.

"We had better get to work." I said but I didn't let go of his hand. I'm so scared about everything. Whether or not we will always have a place to live, if I will be able to keep my baby safe, but one thing I'm not afraid of is losing my family, I just test them sometimes. We got to work a few minutes before we were supposed to. No one was there so we went ahead in to start stocking and clean. We had good day. Except for the fact, we actually had to work.

"Can you refill the soap dispensers? I'm going to take out the trash." Fang asked.

"Yeah." I said and went to get some soap, and when I got to the bathroom I found that someone had pour water and soap everywhere. My lucky night. I tried to step over the big puddle to reach the mop, but instead I slipped and fell on my back. I felt the air leave my body almost immediately. Oh my goodness. Is he ok? Did I hurt my baby? Ok, Max, slowly get up. When I stood up I turned to see my back, it was covered with slimy bubbles. My hair was slimy as well. I cleaned up the puddle then limped from the bathroom. I walked up behind Fang and tapped my foot impatiently.

"Hello." I said impatiently.

"Yeah." He said and turned around to be shocked.

"What happen to you?" He asked.

"I slipped and fell. And it really hurt." I sniffled. Then Steve came in from the back room and saw me.

"What happened? Are you ok?" He asked began wiping me off with a few paper towels.

"'I'm fine. I just fell."

"You fell? Do you need to go to a hospital?"

"No. I just need to go home." I said and wrapped my arms around Fang in a hug.

"Sure. You can get off a few minutes early. I'll just close up."

"Actually I was wondering if you could give us a lift." I asked.

"That's fine. Go clean yourself up as much as you can." He responded. He was finished in no time and I hadn't had time to barely wipe my hair. I guess I'll take a bath at home. Steve gave us the keys to the car so we could go ahead, and Fang let me sit up front and before he shut the door, he leaned my seat back a little.

"Thanks." I said and laid back and closed my eyes. Fang crawled into the back seat and I had that feeling I get when I know someone is staring at me. I was about to fall asleep when my phone went off in Fang's pocket.

"Hello?" Fang said in a low voice.

"She is currently unavailable…Sure…Ok. I will tell her. Bye." Fang said and hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Dr. What's-Her-Face."

"Martinez?"

"Yeah sure."

"What did she want?"

"She wanted you to know that she is coming in the middle of your 8th month. So in 2 months we will be expecting a visitor to stay for one and a half months. Great."

"She's not all that bad."

"I didn't say she was. I just don't want some stranger in our house."

"OK. Well, I'm tired so I'm going to nap." I said and twisted in the seat until I could get comfortable. And 5 minutes later I heard Steve get in quietly. He cranked the car and Fang gave him directions but I was asleep before we even got to the hill. I was woke up by Fang gently lifting me from the car and carrying me the porch.

"I need to take a bath." I told him.

"Need any help?"

"No."

"Fine. Show me how you're going to wash your hair." He asked.

"You know I'm supposed to put my arms over my head." I replied.

"My point." He said.

"I'll put my bathing suit on."

"Fine. I'll accept help. But not from you. I will get Nudge." I said and I knew I had got to him. So I got my bath first I bathed then I just sat there and let the warm water soothe me. But my water soon became cold so I dried myself off and slipped on some pajamas. Instead of going to my room, I went to the living room and stretched out on the recliner.