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I don't own Maximum Ride (If I did, Fang would be mine!) and my spelling stinks! Chapter Fourteen~ Time Apart
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Max
Mom and I were currently at her large café in Paris. I was enjoying my chocolate tart and my hot green tea while mom ate a slice of lemon mousse cake and lemon/lime lemonade. I and mom just got to Paris a day ago and I have already seen so much.
First off, her apartment- HUGE! It is the penthouse and it is one that would make people think internal designers were at work with it! It opened up to a small sitting room that has two small red loveseats pushed up against opposite walls and a beautiful looking red and gold rug that covered most of the wooden floor. After you took your shoes off and hung your jacket up in the built-in closet, you walk threw the doorway and find yourself in a long hallway that had three doors to the left and two on the right then at the end of the hallway, two turns that went right and left. (Pretty much in a 'T' shape)
If you took the first door to the right, you would find my mothers study, a medium sized room with a pure white carpet and pale blue walls. It had a large solid oak desk that had a silver laptop, a mess of papers, and a framed picture of Mom and me, taken when I was nine and she was visiting. The room had two large book cases that held many books. In the corners of the room were two small tree-like plants. Behind the desk there are two large windows that had thick blue curtains.
If you took the second, and last, door to the right, you would find the guest room (AKA- My room). The room is big and is decorated beautifully. The carpet is a rich brown and the walls were painted a beautiful gold that would make me think of the sunset. The bed is too big for one person in my opinion and has a gold comforter with a brown and black pattern on it with matching brown and black pillows piled on. There are two nightstands made out of a very dark wood on each side of the bed, each had a collection of gold and brown candles on it. Most of the north wall of the room was glass that had a thin black curtain and gave me a beautiful view of the city at night. There was a small desk in the room made of the same wood as the nightstands and a large closet that was empty.
If you take the first door to the left you would walk into the bathroom. The floor is black tile and the walls are bright blue. There is a toilet(of course) and a white jacuzzi bathtub to the right of the large room. Next to the tub was a jet powered shower that looked like it cost an arm and a leg.
If you take the second door to the left, you would find my mothers art studio. It is a semi-large room that has blank canvases' hanging around the room. There are about three or four shelves on the white, half paint splattered walls that held tubes of paint and brushes and other art supply's. There was also a large half painted marble sculpture in the north-east corner of the room that looked like a beautiful girl with angel wings.
If you take the third, and last, door on the left side of the hallway, you would see my mother's bedroom. The two of the walls are gray and the other two are a black and all four have a few thick swirls light gray, almost white. The bed is just as large as large as my own and the blanket was pure white had dark gray sheets and black pillows. There was a treasure chest sort of thing at the foot of her bed and a white nightstand next to her bed that had a black lamp, thick black book, and another framed picture, this time of me at sixteen. The only color in the room was the large, green plant in the corner of the room.
When you reached the end of the hallway, you had two options. Right or left. If you take right, you would find yourself in the living room. The floor was a dark wood and had a large white rug and the walls were a tan color. There was a large white L shaped couch with a glass coffee table and a large flat screen TV on the other wall. The wall behind the couch was completely glass and had a very large white curtain that and it gave an amassing view. In the right corner of the room was a black and shiny grand piano. From the high ceiling of the room hung a large and beautiful crystal chandler.
Take the left way down the hall, you would find yourself in the kitchen. The refrigerator was top of the line and the cabinets that lined around the room where a fine oak. The tops of the counters where a dark green tile and the floor was a wooden oak with small dark green rugs around the small island that stood in the center of he kitchen. Off to the far right was a small white table that had only three chairs at it.
After a goodnights rest in the amazingly comfortable bed, Mom had made breakfast for me, something that hasn't happened in a long time since I'm normally the one cooking all the meals at home with Jeb and Ari. Mom is a great cook and after breakfast she told me that she and I would be exploring Paris, and trust me, explore we did! We went to see The Louvre, Norte Dame Cathedral, and we also got a ride on the Bout tour of the Seine River.
Now, we are both tired from all our fun and are sitting in the café that Mom and her friend, an American woman that she met in collage named Anne Walker, and are enjoying our time together.
"I just can't get over how pretty you've grown Max," Mom told me for the third time that hour. For the third time that hour I blushed and looked down at the yummy chocolate treat on the table in front of me.
"It's a recently new look. It's only been a few months since I stopped wearing baggy jeans and sweatshirts." I explained to her as I nibbled on the chocolate tart.
"Really? What made you change your look so suddenly?"
"Umm. . . It's kind of a long story. . ." Mom just shrugged and sat back in her seat.
"I'm all ears Sweetheart."
And so, I told her. I told my mom just about everything from the new house, to when we first made the big plan to take down Fang, to me falling for him, to the after party, and finally to Fang's confession.
"I told him that I needed time to think it all over. I don't know if I can trust him after everything he's said and done. Then I walked home and saw you again and now I'm here in Paris," I finished off the story. Mom was now sitting up in her chair, her elbows up on the table and looking at me, her brown eyes shinning with interest, wonder, and amazement. After a few long moments of silence, Mom spoke.
"Whoa. You really are like me when I was your age!" I raised an eyebrow at her outburst.
"Hu?"
"That same thing happened to me when I was in high school! I swear, it's almost the same exact thing Max!"
"What happens at the end?" I asked her.
"With you? That's your own chose to make Max. With me, the big player that your Fang is, I ended up accepting his love. But . . . when we were about nineteen, he was killed in a plain crash. A few years later I met your father and we were married. Then all the drama with Ari's mother came in." I nodded my head in understanding.
"So tell me, what are your hobbies?" Mom asked suddenly, she had a talent for changing the subject quickly and I was grateful that she hadn't kept on the subject.
With Fang and Iggy
"Would you quit acting so freaking miserable!!!!!!" Iggy screamed at his brother as he threw a very large book at the back of said brother's head. Fang said a four letter word of our choice and turned to glare at Iggy.
"Was that really necessary?" he asked. Iggy glared right back at his brother, no way was he just going to sit in his room for the two weeks that Max is gone!
"Yes! Now stop acting so depressed!" Iggy yelled. Fang glared harder and threw the book right back at Iggy. Iggy moved to the left quickly to avoid it.
"Ha, you missed me Fa-"Iggy was then hit by another large book.
"Why you little. . ." Fang smirked at his brother when he noticed that Iggy was wearing something other then his normal baggy jeans and plain T-shirt.
"Got a hot date tonight Ig?" Fang asked him. Iggy blushed and looked away with a defeated look on his face. "Yeah, you remember Ella right?" Iggy told him. Fang gave him an impressed look then smirked.
"I'm amazed Iggy! You actually got a girl! I thought you were gay for a while there!" That comment got Fang a nice lump over the head, curtsy of Iggy.
With Ari and Jeb
'Stupid Max, stupid mothers, stupid Paris. Why dose everything have to be so stupid?' Ari thought to himself bitterly. Max had been gone for four days and already he missed her. 'Especially her cooking.' He thought as he poked at the chine's take-out in front of him. Jeb had ordered the take-out since he didn't feel like having to pay for a new kitchen after attempting to cook. He knew that his daughter was the only one in the house that could actually cook, he also know that if he or Ari ever attempted to cook again, the kitchen would be on fire sooner or later.
"I won't be home later tonight so you'll have the house to yourself until ten or so," Jeb told Ari. Ari knew what that meant, a new bed mate.
"So are you bringing a girl that's the same age as Max again or are you going to be going after a younger girl?" Ari asked his father bitterly. Jeb looked up from his food and looked at Ari.
"Neither. I asked Dr. Martians on a date for tonight. You know the veterinarian that lives a few houses down from us." Jeb told him. Ari looked at him in shock. A relationship?
"W-What? You . . . are actually getting into a relationship?"
"Yes, as shocking as it may be, I think it might be time for me to settle down with someone. You and Max will be leaving soon and I will be alone again." Jeb told Ari. Ari blinked at his father.
"Oh . . . Um, have fun on your date then," Ari told his father.
Max
I have been in Paris for five days and I have always woken up the same way, with sunlight coming threw the window and slowly waking me up. This morning however, was different. I woke up to the sound of someone getting sick. I was out of bed and standing outside the bathroom looking at my mother in ten seconds flat.
"Mom! Are you alright?" I asked her. Mom nodded her head and whipped her mouth off with a wash cloth before flushing the toilet and standing.
"I'm fine honey, did I wake you?" Mom asked me. I gave her an odd look but slowly nodded. She smiled and said that she would start breakfast.
Over breakfast, I asked her why she was getting sick. Mom sighed and said something that threw me off completely.
"I'm pregnant."
". . . What?"
"I'm only about two months along, but I'm starting to show if you look closely enough," Mom told me.
". . . Who is the father?" I asked her. I haven't seen a man around my mother since I came here, so I had no clue.
"Oh, him. . . He came to Paris about six months ago. His mother was sick so he and his sister had come to be with her. He would always come to the café for lunch. It took him nearly two weeks to ask me out," Mom's eyes where distant as she talked and her lips where in a sad smile as she thought of him. "After a while he started staying with me. But, two months ago, his mother got better and he went back to his home in America. I haven't heard from him since and now I'm pregnant."
I sat there, just taking everything in for a few moments.
"I think I'm having twins too," she added in. That was when it all hit. I was going to have more siblings! I won't just be Ari! I'll have a little sister or brother! Two of them!!
"I am so happy for you Mom!" I told her with a large smile. She looked up at me and smiled.
"What are you planning on doing for the nursery? What about their names? Do any other people know? What are you hoping for, boys or girls? We'll have to get two cribs, a few dozen bottles, pampers, pacifiers too, not to mention toys! We'll need double everything! My God we have so much to do!" I started making a mental list of everything. I noticed how happy my mother looked right now and found that I couldn't stop smiling. Dear Lord, is this what babies do to people?
Fang
Fang looked at the date on the calendar and gave a small smile. Only three more days until Max came back.
He was only hopping that she would say that she loved him and trusted him enough to be with him. That would probably make his day, hell that would make his entire year!
He looked around the room and saw the two couples. Ella and Iggy are still fresh, but they both seam crazy about each other. The same is with Nudge and Ari. Even though he was happy for his friends, he wished Max was with him now.
Max
I packed the last article of clothing into me bag and walked out of the room. I was going to be on the plane back home in only four hours and I was almost sad to say goodbye to the room. I knew that Mom and her friend Anne would be repainting and redecorating the room for the babies soon after I leave.
I walked down the hall and took the right hall to find myself in the living room. I also saw Mom sitting there, reading a book and sipping tea.
"I'll be leaving soon," I told her. She looked up and gave me a sad smile. She then got up from her seat and told me to follow her as she walked to her art studio.
Once we were inside the large room, I noticed two things. A large painting that was covered in a white sheet and the unfinished marble sculptor, also covered, were in the center of the room. Mom walked over to the two and grabbed the sheet on both of them, but didn't lift them off yet.
"I just want to say, these two are some of the best work I've made in a long time Max," she said before lifting the sheets off.
My eyes looked at the sculptor first. It was a pale skinned girl that had her eyes closed and a small smile on her pink lips. She had her head bent down slightly in a bow and her hands were clasped together in a prying fashion. Her long light brown hair was down and gave the appearance of being blown in the wind along with the long white dress that she wore. Behind her was a pair of white, brown, and light brown wings that looked about seven feet long. The size of the sculptor was life-sized and the girl looked very much like me. I gasped at it. It had amazing detail and was colored beautifully too.
I then looked at the large painting and gasped at it. It was the same girl with the same pale skin and brown hair, but her eyes where open and they were a beautiful chocolate brown. She was looking up at the sun light as she walked and her face was glowing from the sunlight. Her hair was streaming behind her, and her long white dress was the same. She had her wings stretched out and the background made it look like she was walking threw the clouds of heaven. Again the girl looked like me and was detailed beautifully.
I looked at my mother to see her smiling at me. "The girl is you. You inspired me to make them," she told me.
"I have wings. You know, that's something that I always dreamed of having when I was a kid. I would always tell Jeb that I wanted to fly like angels do." I told her, not once taking my eyes off the painting or sculptor.
"I thought that the wings fit you best."
"Thank you. There beautiful Mom." I smiled at her and she smiled back.
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I am HOME!!!!
Dear god, I've missed my house!
I was lying in bed right now, having just got back home from Paris an hour ago. Ari and Jeb were thrilled to see me again, even if I was dead tired from the plane ride home.
I smiled to myself as I thought of tomorrow. I could see everyone again and Ari told me that he and Nudge were now dating and so where Ella and Iggy and I was excited for that. Also . . . the Fang issue is done and over with.
Now, I just have to tell him my choice.
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