Chapter 21

Emmett P.O.V

Crack. Crash.

How could she do this to me? She saved me! I thought she loved me! Wasn't I good enough? Is that why she left? Was it all of us? Was it the Flock staying with us that tipped her over the edge? If that's really it then that proves how much of a cold –hearted bi-

An ear piercing shriek interrupted me from my thoughts. I couldn't really recognise the voice, but I still found myself sprinting back to the house.

When I ran in, they were all crowding around Max, who had her elbows on the table, her head in her hands, she was digging her fingers into her head writhing in pain.

Somehow, Max just didn't seem like the kind of girl who went around screaming in agony for no reason ~not that I ever have met a girl who goes around screaming in agony for no reason, but you get what I mean.

Fang sat next to her, trying to console her gently. Poor Angel looked absolutely terrified. Actually, the whole Flock did. You know, except for Mr. Rock. Although, he did look a little shaken.

She unleashed another scream in pain, grabbing onto her head violently. Then a while later, she screamed again, then just passed out, her head dropping to the table.

"Max." Fang said, shaking her arm lightly. Angel ran over and squeezed her, tears rolling down her eyes.

Fang's P.O.V

I think Max was having another brain attack, but it was way worse this time. She was screaming like I'd never heard her scream before –ever. She hadn't screamed like that when she fought Max-the other Max- or when she was shot in the shoulder by those moron crack heads that were going to attack Ella. Not even when we were at the School, and God knows how twisted that place was.

Then all of a sudden she fainted, her head knocking on the table with a thud.

"Max." I said, gently shaking her arm, but it was no use, she was out cold.

I looked around the spacious dining room, and realized that Emmett had re-entered the room. Esme had covered her mouth leaning into Carlisle. Edward stood frozen as a statue. He would have seen everything going through her head. We all know Angel did. I hated watching her cry like that, it was just so…sad.

Max moaned, then her eyes started to flutter open. Before she could wake up and be bombarded with questions, I picked her up and carried her out the door. Even though they could have, no one followed. I knew how stressed she had been with everything already, and I thought she should have a chance to think clearly first and calm down. I didn't know how she would react when she finally came to, and I knew she hated being 'weak' in front of people.

Once we were far enough out in the woods, I put her down gently as I could, and started a fire. Something I had gotten used to doing over the past half year or so. The familiar crackle of twigs burning in the twisting orange flames began making its way to my ears.

Yeah.

That's why I'm the one with the blog.

I sat in front of Max, watching the shadow of the flames dance across her beautiful face. Even through the scars, bruises and grazes, she still looked the same to me. Beautiful as ever.

Even though she'd slap me with a fish if I ever actually said that in public.

I tried to contain my laughter as I thought of this, and, I know what you're thinking, Fang never laughs at anything, but truthfully, the only person who can really make me laugh is myself. Funny that.

Max shot up into a sitting position, suddenly wide awake. She looked around slowly, then focused on me. I looked into her eyes and noticed something that I had never seen before. Sheer terror.

Still saying nothing, not taking her eyes away from mine once, I waited for a reaction- another scream, punching a tree, yelling at me for carrying her over here, something-but she just stayed there, still as stone. Just when I was about to ask if she wanted to go back, I saw something I hadn't anticipated at all.

Still staring at me intently, a single tear slid down her cheek, and she didn't even wipe it away like she normally would, she just sat there still, tears rolling down her cheeks. I walked over quickly and sat down next to her, putting my arm around her.

We stayed like that for a while, her crying silently and me consoling her. I didn't think she was going to say anything, but when she did, it caught me surprise.

"Fang. They're coming." She said, sounding small, weak and scared.

"Who? The latest evil inventions form the School? They're always coming. We'll just beat them like we always do." I said, trying to sound confident. Then I heard the words that I thought I would never hear escape her lips.

"Not this time, Fang…I don't think we can do it."

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