Through the Pouring Rain-Chapter 14

By MyNameIsCAB

"You're leaving…" Ella sounded hurt.

I nodded. "It's for your safety, Ella. But I promise we'll be back."

She hugged me. "Bye, Max."

I squeezed her back. "Okay, good bye, Ella. Call me whenever you want."

She nodded and we waved goodbye to her and Mom. Turning away, we unfurled our wings and took off. We dared not to look back because somehow that would just be too painful.

We were headed to New York. At least there we could wander the streets unnoticed. The city wasn't exactly the ideal place for us to be, but at least we could blend in until we found a place more permanent. It was probably best that we kept moving around so that we wouldn't be as easy to track by the erasers.

"Please tell me we're not going to stay in some dumpy hotel," Iggy muttered.

"What do you care? You can't even see?" Fang asked.

Iggy sighed. "It feels gross."

"Looks gross too," Gazzy added.

"Okay, enough, we'll find a nice place to stay, all right," I sighed.

"Max, I'm hungry," I heard Angel whine.

"Burger King," Fang pointed to.

"Okay, okay, we'll go eat," I said.

We landed behind Burger King. After everyone told me their orders, Fang and I tried to memorize all of them as we went to order.

"How can I help you?" the cashier asked boringly.

"We need five hamburgers all with French fries, one salad, four Cokes, one bottle of…" Fang abruptly stopped, grabbing onto my shoulder.

"One bottle of water, a Sprite, and that's all," I finished, grabbing Fang by the arm. I pulled out some cash, and paid. Fang was still leaning on me.

"Jeez, are you okay?" I asked.

"Yea, I think so," Fang said, letting go of me, putting pressure onto his knee which I knew was hurting him again.

"Go sit, I'll get the food," I insisted.

He shook his head and stood there stubbornly. I watched him shift his weight back to the other leg, grimacing.

"Go sit, Fang," I muttered as the cashier gave us a strange look.

"I'm fine, Max," Fang replied through gritted teeth.

Grabbing the food, I watched Fang limp back to the table with one of the trays. Gazzy grabbed a hamburger and began to devour it. Something told me we were going to end up buying more food.

Fang pulled out a bottle of Advil from his pocket. I guess Mom decided that the other pain medication was too strong. But then again, I didn't think Advil was going to help Fang any.

We were flying again. Fang silently flew beside me.

"How bad is it?" I questioned him.

He avoided looking at me.

"Fang…" I said his name.

"It's bearable," he answered finally.

Something told me that he was lying to me because he dropped back, leaving me in the lead alone.

We stopped somewhere near Chicago, getting two cheap hotel rooms that were in decent condition. The rooms were even connected by a door.

Fang was sitting on our bed, the bottle of Advil on his nightstand.

"What's up with the Advil?" I asked.

"It's not addicting," Fang answered. "Mom thought it would be safer. But it doesn't have long lasting relief."

I almost laughed. Fang getting addicted to pain meds, yea right. He hardly seemed like that kind of person. And even if he did, I guess we wouldn't know since he's Mr. Invincible to emotions.

"Max, I'm hungry again!" I heard Angel call from the other room.

Rolling my eyes, Fang chuckled. "Room service?"

"I guess so," I sighed.

We ordered room service. Fang had already fallen asleep by the time the food had arrived.

"Fang, wake up," I said quietly. "Fang."

He muttered something I couldn't understand.

"Food, Fang," I told him.

Rubbing his eyes, he sat up. He stood up, wincing, and headed to the other room where the food was.

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