Nudge slept for a good 12 hours, making most of the Flock worry for her health. Because of what Fang had done, Nudge suffered from 2 degree burns, and the cuts that she did herself. She was still very mentally disable, but Angel did the best she could.
It has been about 6 months since Max's murder. Fang freed himself from the Itex company, after promising his body after his death. They let him free and stopped completely watching over the house.
Angel was the leader, and acted as if she were the oldest of the flock. She had the most control over the Flock, being able to embarrass the Flock in any way she pleased.
Gazzy was silent. He never talked, never laughed.... just sat there, being a silent ball.
Iggy was the same way. He had stopped making bombs, afraid they might kill their small grave yard for Max.
Fang was unstable, but managed more control then Nudge, only hurting himself with things got over the edge, and literally made him shave in horror or pain.
Nudge was the most unstable. She was caught cutting herself a lot. She always had wraps and gauze wrapping around her arms, and the Flock had their own roll of gauze, so if any of them caught Nudge. they could save her before she killed herself. She is also very quiet. She seams to have slightly trouble forming sentences, and she is always depressed.
They all moved around in the house, making Max's room completely untouchable. Anyone touches Max's room, and they get a good beating from Fang.
Fang worked hard to keep food in the house for everyone, though Nudge hardly ate, and Angel was a very slow eater, now. Gazzy and Iggy still breathed their food.
Nudge was anerexic. She only ate when it was needed, because she never had an appitite, and she bone skinny. She was unatually skinny. She would wear a bathingsuit, and the Flock could see every bone that was aganst her dark skin. And the scars... Nudge, as someone who cuts, has scared al over her arms... and thighs... and ankles.... and shoulders..... and hips... She cut everywhere. Her favorite was her wrists, but if she was having an urge to cut while there was someone in the room, she wound cut in less noticable spots.
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Fang sat at the kitchen table, setting the plates and forks out, getting ready to serve dinner.
Angel ran down the stairs. "Hey." she said, going into the kitchen and grabbing some of the food, and began setting it out. She smiled at Fang, trying to make the mode light, though there was always a grey rain cloud over this house. Always.
"Yo." Fang said, as he sorted food onto plates, and began pouring drinks for everyone. "Go get everyone." he said, in a monotone.
Angel smiled, and ran up the stairs to get the rest of the Flock. She smiled when she saw that Nudge was actually not crying or cutting, and was just looking out of her window. That made her happy. Nudge was getting closer to being herself again.
"Nudge, dinner's ready." she said, then left the room when Nudge didn't need help moving without bursting into pained tears again.
Then Angel popped into Gazzy and Iggy's room, "Dinner's ready." she said, then ran back down, and smiled ot see that Nudge wa already down there, and she was actually eating this time. Like really eating. Not nit and picking, but like real bites.
Gazzy and Iggy came down together, and sat down, and ate some of the food. Everyone was silent again. Dinner was like this all the time.... Since that day, six months ago.