~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 3 Weeks Later *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Fang sat, being his normal silent self. Though today he was also annoyed. Angel was taking Nudge shopping.
Nudge had working on her cutting and as far as anyone knew, she wasn't cutting any more.. If Fang wanted to, he could hack her diary. It was locked file on his computer. She wrote in it more and more the longer she was away from cutting. Nudge wrote in her diary once every three hours and she would type pages. Fang frequently wanted to hack it, but didn't want Nudge any more mad at him then she already was.
Fang smiled, oddly, thinking about how much the Flock had improved since Nudge got better.
"Hurry up, Nudge, we have to go! The mall closes in two hours!" Angel said. She was smiling and her face was a healthy pink color. After a moment, Angel's face went white.
"What's wrong?" Fang asked, in this worried voice.
"Nudge.... she...." Angel said, her face black, her breathing sped up.
Fang need not hear anymore . He jumped to his feet, and nearly tripped up the stairs. Totally unlike him. he rushed to her room.
Angel just stood there, in total shock. She attempted to reach for the phone, but couldn't keep in in her hand.
When Fang first saw Nudge, he first thought she was dead. There was enough blood for her to be.
She was on the floor, unconscious, and her wings were out at weird angles.
Fang took a step forward, then turned to the door, "Angel, call Dr. Martinez!" he yelled, before rushing to Nudge's side. He suppressed the temptation to slap the hell out of her unconscious body, "You stupid girl. No one wants you to die. Stop trying." Fang said, fiery in his voice.
Angel came through the door, "What do I tell Dr. Martinez?" she asked, trying to keep her eyes from the bloody body before her.
"Give me the phone." Fang said, taking it from Angel. "We need you to come to the house as soon as possible. I think that Nudge attempted to cut her own wings off. There's blood everywhere. Her wings are angled oddly and Nudge has a history of hurting herself because of Max and all." he said, as he saw Angel began crying.
Nudge had been doing so well. She hadn't cut or even threatened to. She had gotten back to her talkative self. But the diary!
"I have to go. See you when you get here." he hung up and told Angel to make sure Nudge kept breathing. Fang rushed downstairs. He started up the laptop. He knew that he would feel so guilty after reading Nudge's dairy, but he wanted to see her thoughts.
He clicked the folder and wasn't surprised when it asked for a password. Obvious... 'Maximum Ride' he typed. It loaded and opened. Fang looked at the one Nudge typed this morning.
"I'm so happy! Angel's finally taking me shopping. Though I stopped cutting, I still get horrible cravings for pain. This morning I woke up in the kitchen, with a knife to my wrists. Gazzy said he understands. I wish that he did. Fang gives this vibe that he's worried. As if he thinks I'm going to do something stupid. I won't... .or I'll try not to. With this craving, it'll be hard but I made a promise."
So she wasn't going to try anything. Something must have happened. If only he knew.
There was a knock at the door, and then Dr. Martinez walked in in a rush, "Where's Nudge?" she asked in a rushed voice.
"Room." Fang said, "and Angel's in there. I think she's in shock."
