My second upload of the night... morning... whatever...
This is a little weird... I loved the idea when I wrote it, but now I think it's kinda weird... and I'm trying to remember if it is possible... but for this chapter and a few others it is...
If I confused you, sorry... you might understand at the end... if you don't PM or review and I'll let you know. :D
Happy Reading!
Jacob's POV
"There is no way to get her out without causing a scene." Fang said while looking at a map of the jailhouse and the surrounding streets.
"Are you positive?" I asked with my teeth tight together.
"If I wasn't do you think I would have said anything?" Fang sneered at me. I let a small growl escape my lips.
"Boys..." Esme warned.
We were sitting at the dining table; like we have for the past couple of days. The escape plans that we have thought of are either stupid or in need of serious rethinking.
"Fang?" Angel asked, we all looked at her. "What if she gets out on her own?" She started to squeeze the stuffed bear tighter while playing with the tattered fabric of the dress.
"If she does then she will try to get intouch with us as soon as possible." She nodded, not taking her eyes off the bear.
"I say that we just run in and blow the whole station up!" Gazzy said dramatically standing in his chair with his arms in the air. Emmett nodded in approval; Rosalie punched him in the arm.
"Quit teaching the children bad habits!" She whisper-yelled.
"He's not teaching them anything new." Nudge muttered, shaking her head, "There was this one time, we were- Never mind." She was cut off my Fang's glaring.
"Gazzy, we can't just blow the whole station up because one, Max is in the station. Two, many people would be killed. And, third, that would just be telling the school where we are."
"Feeling talkative today aren't we, Tooth." I replied smiling. It had become, sort of, a hobby of mine to bug the hell out of Fang. I know one day he will snap and try to kill me, but I'm ready and looking forward to it. What? You should see the looks that he's always sending me. I want to punch him between the eyes.
"Yes, I am, Dog. Got a problem with it?" He asked glaring at me. I smiled and shook my head.
"No, please proceed." I said waving my hand.
"At this point, we just need to go up there and get her out or she has to get out on her own." Fang finished.
"Wouldn't it be kinda weird if six people just walked into the police station to get Max. I mean, they know how many people are in our flock, so wouldn't they be expecting us?" Iggy asked staring at the table. I nodded.
"Well, I'm going." I declared.
Fang joined in too, "Yeah, as am I." Angel, Gazzy and Nudge wanted to go too, but Fang put his foot down.
"Well, I'm going with you." Esme said, standing.
"Are you sure, Darling?" Carlisle asked.
"Don't you think it would be weird if two teenage boys just walk in asking for a girl? I will go with them and act as their mother." Carlisle nodded, and Esme disappeared to go upstairs.
"Alright. Iggy is incharge. Listen to your elders." Fang ordered and walked out the door.
I looked around for a moment, "Yup." I said and turned to follow. Max, We're on our way. I thought as I got in the car with Fang, We're on our way.
Max's POV
Max, We're on our way. We're on our way.
The words shocked me out of a deep sleep. I could hear it as if Jacob was standing next to me. I stood up, seeing lunch on the table, and walked to the door.
"Brook!" I yelled. I waited a moment. No one said anything, nor did anyone come. "Brook!" I yelled again. The same happened.
I went to my small table. There was noodles and bread on the tray. I ate the bread. Not the best, but not the worst. After a few minutes, I heard footsteps. Brook appeared at my dog crate, I looked up at him.
"Hey, did you find out if I can get out of here?" I asked.
"Yeah, I did. I just got out of a meeting about it actually." He said, he reached up and scratched his head in a nervous tendency. "They aren't going to let you out because... well..." He stopped and looked at me.
"Spit it out." I muttered.
"Their going to fly you to New York." I stood up and reached for him through the bars. I grabbed him by his coller and pulled him until his face was pressed against the bars.
"What did you say? Sorry, I don't think I heard you right." I said through clenched teeth.
"I know you heard me and they have a nice family lined up for you to live with until they learn more about you." He said. I pulled him closer to me.
"Do you remember the conversation I had with you yesterday. I have a family! I have friends! Now you are shipping me away from them!" I yelled, he hissed in pain. "I did the best I could. I even tried to get you into the custody of my wife and I. They wouldn't have it. Your leaving in twenty minutes. Your plane leaves in a hour." He said, I gasp.
"So soon?" I whispered to myself.
"Yes. Goodbye, Max. I can't help, but think this would be different if you had just confessed." Brookie said while shaking his head.
"Yes. It would be different." I said, and he looked at me for a moment. "Because I would be dead." I said sadly. "And you just sentenced me to the same fate. I hope you like your life. I'll never get to finish mine."
"Quit being melodramatic." He said robotic-ally.(I know spelling error here...)
"Quit being a puppet." I replied.
"Goodbye." He said and left the room.
Five officers came soon after. They had me in handcuffs and they were walking me to the police car that would take me to the airport where another officer would put me on a plane. There would be another officer in New York waiting for me to get off. Little did they know, I wasn't planning on getting on the first plane. I was going to escape. Soon, hopefully.
We were in the parking lot, thirty feet from the awaiting car. "Hey, do y'all know what they were trying to get me to confess to?" I asked. None showed emotion, they had been told not to engage in conversation with me. I laughed.
"Its true." I said, and swung at the head of the nearest cop. He went down, and the fight begun.
Jacob's POV
We pulled up will high hopes, or at least I did. We walked across the parking lot towards the building.
I opened the door for Esme and Fang, "Lady's first." I muttered. I let myself in and the smell of sweat and coffee hit me hard. There was a young woman in a uniform looked up to greet us.
"Hello, can I help you with something?" She asked with a fake smile plastered on her overly excited face.
"Yes, we are here to speak to Ms. Max Ride." Esme said, she put her vampire charm into it.
"I'm sorry, she isn't here anymore." I stared wide eyed at the tiny woman.
I clenched my fists, "Well, where is she?" I asked my body shaking slightly.
The woman looked frightened, "Um, I can't tell you that." She looked from Esme to me and back to her, "Is he alright?" she whispered.
"Yes, he is fine." She patted my shoulder harder than necessary. "Can you tell us someone who can tell us where she is? I'm her mother, it has taken me sometime to get here and for that I apologise." The girl nodded, not looking convinced.
"I can ask, hold on." She got up and went into a room.
"Jacob, are you alright?" Esme asked me.
"I'll be fine once I see Max again." I said through clenched teeth. I was starting to get a pain in my chest.
"Dude, go take a walk." Fang said, I glared at him, "Fine, just don't go all Wolfy while I'm here." He muttered, I growled slightly. The young woman came back into view with a man with short hair and blue eyes. They got to the desk and the man extended his hand to Esme.
"Hello, I'm Officer Brooks. I was incharge of Max's particular case." Esme nodded.
"I'm Max's mother. I didn't know she was in so much trouble. We are from Oregon and we didn't know what had happen until a old friend called me and told me that he had seen my daughter on tv. I panicked, like any mother would. I got here as soon as I could." She put her hand on her heart in a dramatic fashion. Officer Brooks didn't look convinced. "This is Max's brother, Nick." Esme said putting her hand on Fang's shoulder in a loving way. "And this is her boyfriend, Jacob."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Ride, but I can't give you any infomation because its classified. I would tell you if I could." He lied. My body shook harder.
"I spoke to Max. I can't believe you were trying to convince her that she had wings! I mean come on! How stupid can you get!" I exclaimed, tired of the bull shit. I just wanted to know where Max was.
Brooks glared at me, and then looked back at Esme, "I am truly sorry." He said, turning to leave.
"I would like to speak to your supervisor." Esme said sharply. "Because I was not notified about my daughter being moved and nor did I give anyone permission to move her." Esme let venom seep into her words.
The man looked side to side, "I know that Max was hiding something, we didn't even have the proof to keep her. The chief got a call today saying that she was to be transported, we don't know why, but she was. I offered to take care of her, but they already had everyone booked for her flight. Your best bet would be to get to New York now. Something weird is going on; Max kept her secret," he looked at each of us, "your secret. Whatever it is, it's in danger." He looked at his watch, "Her flight leaves in ten minutes." He nodded and left.
Shit! I screamed as I ran out of the building with the others on my trail.
Max's POV
"Ow." I mumbled as I started waking up, I felt as though I had been hit by a semi. No, an electric semi that had the power to zap my brain. I was sitting in a terminal at the airport. People mumbled to themselves and phones glued to their head. The five officers around me were eating and socalizing.
I looked at the older man, "Was it really nessary to taze me?" I asked rubbing my head, "I mean, damn. One time was enough, but three, damn." I let my head fall back onto the wall with a thud. There was some hushed laughing. I showed them my tall finger.
A woman came over the intercom, "Now boarding, flight 150."
"Alright kid this is your flight." the older man, Officer King his badge said, nudged my foot while he said it.
"Five more minutes." I mumbled not moving. There was some shuffling and I was picked up by my upper arms. "Ugh, what the heck?" I yelled. "I think this classifies as kidnapping." I said a little to loudly.
"Not if the kid is a fugitive." Officer King said.
I pointed to myself the best I could, "Not a fugitive." I pointed to him, "A jack-" The woman came back over the intercom to warn for the last boarding call.
"Well, say goodbye to Seattle, Max." He said pushing me onto the boarding platform.
"Naw, y'all be seeing me again." I blew them a kiss and continued down the hall with two officers behind me.
I continued down the hallway until I saw a woman standing an the door way of the plane. I looked over my shoulder to where the men stood waiting and watching.
"Well, this is my stop, boys." I said waving. I walked to where the terminal and the plane met; there was a small gap between the plane and terminal walls. Not to large, but large enough for a small child to squeeze through; or a birdkid. I looked over my shoulder to seen the officers had stopped following me a ways back. I took a deep breath and dove myself through the opening. The officers yelled for the flight attendant to grab me, she screamed.
I got my upper half through, "Curse you cookies!" I yelled under my breath. I squeesed my hips through and I had one foot left and an officer grabbed it. I cursed.
"Let go!" I yelled. He grunted. If I let go of the side of the terminal I would fall, but if I didn't they would get me. I looked down; the fall wasn't that bad.
I let go and punched the officer in the noes quickly. My body started falling and I pushed my wings out. They wouldn't move. I turned over, seeing the pavement coming closer. I pushed my wings again, then I remembered. Your not wearing a jacket with slits. Shit!
I hit the ground with a thud, and rolled on my side holding my left shoulder. I felt it for a second, defiantly out of joint. I heard yelling and I looked up, the officers were yelling for the ground crew to grab me.
I stood quickly not letting the pain stop me; pulling my jacket off as easily as I could. I hissed when I got to my left arm, but I got it off. The police were on the ground running after me. I threw my jacket and leaped into the sky, my wings flying out and working hard to get me into the air.
If I wasn't in so much pain, I would have relished in their faces. I heard more screaming and I put that extra kick of speed into my flying. I was miles away in a matter of seconds.
I had no clue where I was going, but I needed to get somewhere safe soon. I noticed a town not to far away, so I landed in the woods. I walked weakly until I was at a gas station.
I covered my shoulder as best I could as I walked in to see a teen sitting behind the regesture. I walked up to him, "Hey, do you have a phone?" I asked trying to keep the pain out of my voice.
"No, no phone here. Unless you use the payphone." He said pointing to the phone next to the bathrooms.
"Uh, I have no cash." I said, "Can you cut a girl some slack?" I asked as pain radiated through my arm.
"Uh, are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, fine. About the phone?" I asked, he shook his head and opened the register.
"You owe me, and I'm only doing this because you look like you are in a lot of pain." He said sadly. I took the coins he held out to me.
"Thank you for your pity." I smiled softly. I walked to the pay phone, and pressed the numbers I remembered. No one answered this time.
"Hello, you have reached the Blacks. Please leave your name, number, and a message and we'll be glad to get back to you." Billy's voice said. I hung up.
"Shit." I said smacking my head on the phone.
"Miss?" I turned around, it was the teen.
"Yeah," I said sharply.
"You seem like you are in a bad situation, would you like to come over to my place?" He asked, sadly.
"Why?" I retorted.
"Because my mom is a nurse and she could fix your shoulder and you looked like you could use a nap." He said smartly.
"Uh-huh." I nodded. "Right now, I don't have any other options, no do I?" I said, sweat beading my brow.
He nodded, and turned his head over his shoulder, "Shelly! I'm leaving now!" There was a mumbled response, but I was to out of it to hear.
"Come'on." He said, walking out of the building and leading me towards and older Honda. I climbed in, fast food bags littering the seats.
"I'll drive slow so it won't hurt so bad." He said, cranking the car.
"Alright, lets get this over with." I said and gritted my teeth while he backed over every damn pot hole in the parking lot.
Was it weird to you guys/girls too?
Well, thanks for reading and I'll try to update soon again. I have already uploaded the other chapters so I'll try to update maybe Saturday... because that is the day I am supposed to upload stuff. :D Anyway, thanks for reading.
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