Okay I'm back! It has been a while since I've updated so here it is!

Max pov

For the rest of the flight to the hospital nobody spoke. What Dylan had said caught me off guard a little. I was fifteen! I really was not supposed to worry about love.

"Max we're here now," Nudge shook my shoulders gently to get my attention. I looked up and saw the hospital come into view. We started to descend and all landed gracefully on the soft grass growing behind the building. Well almost all of us, I on the other hand tried not to land on my broken foot but ended up stumbling over the bulky cast. I caught myself right before I did a face plant.

"Max are you okay?" Iggy asked, he must have heard me trip.

"Yeah" I replied back and felt my face get hot.

After talking to a million people, almost getting into a fist fight with some jerk in the waiting room and finding our way to my mom's room I was beat. I walked into the white antiseptic smelling room just to find her and Ella asleep. Thank god for cell phones, I was gonna call her later.

"Alright guys let's get out of here!" I told the flock. I heard multiple whines and moans as we left the room which had taken us forever to get too. I wasn't too thrilled about it either but kept my mouth shut.

"Max I'm tired!" Nudge whined. I glanced over at her spot in the sky. She was holding up but looked about ready to drop dead.

"Iggy how much of that charity money do we have left?" I asked with a smile.

"Enough," he replied glumly. I knew he was bummed about not getting to talk to Ella at the hospital. When my flock didn't have a smile on their face mine disappeared.

I slowly started to land so we could search for a hotel. This time when we landed Dylan managed to hold me up before tripped on my cast. I gave him a thankful look, but he just frowned slightly and gently squeezed my arm. As I straightened back up I wondered why.

It took a little bit of looking but we did find a little Marriott hotel on the highway. This time when we checked in we didn't get harassed about being homeless.

"Thank you," I said as I took the room key from the manager's hand.

"I am not taking the elevator" Gazzy announced as we headed toward it. "We have been taking it way to often!"

"Okay okay I get it. We can take the stairs," I replied back gently. It turns out that our room was on the second floor so the walk wasn't that long. And Gazzy was right; I had found myself taking the elevator a lot more often nowadays.

"Okay here is the room key" I said handing it to Iggy. He just nodded silently and piled into the room with the rest of the boys and total who had still been quite silent lately.

Nudge and I walked into the connecting room and both plopped down on the bed. Five minutes later though I heard her snoring lightly. I was about to pull the comforter up over her shoulders when I heard a scratching sound. I stood still for a minute and listened.

"Max it's me!" I heard total shout. I walked over to the door and opened it cautiously just in case. "Wow you're paranoid." He said as he trotted in and sat down on the carpet.

"Total what are you doing in here?" I asked with a sigh.

"You are emotionally unstable and I need to be here with you in case something happens." He replied dramatically. For some reason I felt insulted by that.

"I'm fine!" I snapped back angrily.

"Sure you are," he said sarcastically. "Max let me show you something," he walked over to my one little bag and pulled out a small square object with his little teeth. It was the picture of the flock from a few weeks ago when we had our birthday bonanza. He dropped it in my hand and said,

"Look at yourself." But this time he was serious. I looked down at myself as I was told. I noticed it immediately. The way my skin had lost so much color and blush since then, the way my eyes had dark circles under them and the way I had lost weight and looked slightly bony. In the end it seemed like I looked depressed. My face instantly fell as I realized that I had changed so much since then. I looked up at total sadly. He just shook his head and trotted out.

Dylan came in just as he left and looked confused.

"Hey are you okay?" he asked and sat down next to me. I could see why he would ask that. My face was ghostly white and I was holding onto the picture and staring into space. I didn't say anything, I just buried my face into his shoulder and tried not to cry.

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