I know...
it's all soooooo dramatic.
okay, so, anyway..
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"I'd like to see you try." I challenged her. I looked at Angel, right into her eyes; and let me tell you, if looks could kill, Angel would be nothing but ashes right now,
Sorry, I just remembered something (this is NOT part of the story lawlz).. did I mention to you guys that I moved back to the US? Because if I didnt, now you know.
So I apologize for this intrusion of the story, and would be extremely grateful of you to read on.
but she didnt seem afraid of my glare, and that's some serious shit.
"Well, you see, Lissa thinks..." I cut her off.
"The one rule that I have learned this year is to never start a sentence with 'Lissa thinks.'" I told her. Angel looked at me, it wasn't apologetic, or not-apologetic, it just looked, kind of guilty in a sense, but not really. It seemed as if she knew what she did wrong, and she was highly uncomfortable in doing so. I took a deep breath and asked, "what did she want?"
"Max, even I know. Where the hell have you been for the, what?, past two, three months? What has Lissa been trying to do this whole semester?"
Honestly, I felt really dumb when I finally caught on.
"Okay, not my brightest moment." I admitted.
"Look, Max, I'm really sorry for everything that i've done. I know it was wrong, and I honestly have no clue why I did it. I mean, I absolutely loatheLissa."
"Well, that's a question that you have to figure out yourself. I had no part in this, except being the one who got hurt in some way."
"Uh.. Max? That's not true." I gave her a questioning look. "Fang got hurt in the process too."
"I swear if you tell anyone about the stupidity level i'm at right now I will shave your pretty little, golden locks in your sleep." Angel smiled. I opened my arms up to her and we hugged (A.N. awwws(; hahahha jk. I'm like brain-dead right now).
"So what are you planning on doing?"
"I'll tell you the whole story later, but just be on the lookout for Lissa today.. she's going to be kind of stalking you today."
"...Why?... Maximum Ride, what did you do?"
"Nothing..."
"Max..." Angel said in a warning tone.
"i told Lissa that you were planning on asking out Fang so that i could ask him out myself." i said so quickly that you would have had to have super ears to understand it, and apparently, Angel had two of those ears. (A.N. sorry about before if you read this before... the thing wouldnt show it without the spaces :P)
"MAX!"
"I'M SORRY!"
"Okay, we are definitely even now..." I thought about it, figured that we weren't quite even yet.
"No way. Go to my house after school, after that, then we'll be even." Angel looked pretty freaked out when I said this, but turned on her heel, grumbling something under her breath. Oh well. Her own fault.
I managed to avoid Fang's looks at me for the entire day. Nothing was new, or special.
I got out of class early, saying that I had to go to the bathroom, 5 minutes before the bell rang, and just left. I walked out to the field and dropped my bag right in the center of the field. I looked down at my cropped, jean jacket, white tank top, faded, blue skinny jeans, and black, high-top converse with the tops folded down. Not too bad... to me.
I waited until I saw the flood of high-schoolers go out the six doors, paired up into three double doors, eagerly waiting to get away from the hell-hole, and to their homes.
I waited for Fang.
5 minutes.
10 minutes.
15.
20.
30...
A long while later I looked at my watch and saw it was 3:30.
Guess he's not coming Max. You knew it was too good to be true.
And I did know... I just didn't want to believe it. I walked to my car and drove home. I couldn't believe I could let myself be that stupid, thinking for even a second that there was a such thing as "love" and "trusting someone with your whole freaking life."
I pulled into my driveway and stayed in the car after shutting it off. I sat there and reflected on all of the times we had that I thought were actually real, the conversations, the moments.. I swear that this only happens in TV shows and movies, but, dude, I was on a montage of memories.
Our first date:
"You seriously didn't notice?"
"Notice what?"
"You're such an idiot. Dude, she's so into you."
"I couldn't care less."
"So? Aren't you gonna leave?"
"You know and saw how that waitress was, what did you say... into me. You were onstage and I was watching alone. No one needed anything, so she made a move while you were up on stage."
"Why should I believe you?"
"Because, Max, I asked you to this didn't I? I'm not that bad."
"So I overreacted a bit... no need to rub it in my face. Please don't tell anyone about this..."
"As long as you forgive me."
"For what? You did nothing wrong. She went on you. You could.."
"have gotten out of it."
"Its fine."
Then when he kissed me and the fireworks shot up...
The mall date:
"Should I believe all of this? All of what you're saying? Every last word?"
"Yes."
"If I dumped you right now, what would you do?"
"Go to my room and really start being emo."
"Will you ever leave me if I believe all of this and continue going out with you?"
"No. I would never do that. I promise."
"You gotta pinky promise on that, boy."
"And my last question."
"Mhm."
"Do you love me?"
"Yes. I do. You are my beautiful Maximum Ride. Mine... I love you Maximum Ride."
"I love you too Fang."
And then Nudge interrupted us..
I didn't think of anymore because I knew that it would just cause me to hurt myself more than I already have. No people, I don't blame Fang for this... I blame myself.
I turned the car back on and drove back out to my favorite café, and sat there for the next 4 hours, just until it was getting dark. I walked outside and was about half-way to my car when I heard someone shouting my name and pounding footsteps behind me. I turned around to nothing, thinking that I was hallucinating, going crazy, or being stalked, which are all fairly creepy things.
I was about to turn back around to my car when I saw some light reflecting off of a moving... thing. I squinted my eyes, hoping my perfect vision would kick in, and it did. I saw a 6' 3" (A.N. im not sure if i've ever mentioned Fang's height, if I did and it's not the same... well im sorry haha(: 6' 3" was the first number to pop into my mind.. or rather "height" than "number".. so anyway, just wanted to point that out because I dont remember what chapter or if I ever did put in Fang's height. I just gave away who it was, but you probably already knew who.. but still :P hahha), almost as black as the night, figure standing in-front of me.
"Fang, how did you-" before I could even finish my sentence, Fang kissed me on the lips. Hard. I waited until he was done, and stood there with my arms straight down by my sides since he had pinned them there by my wrists with his hands. I looked around, confused, and kind of dizzy from the lack of oxygen. My eyes finally met with his, desperate, confused, and a bunch of emotions that are far to complicated for a single word. "Do I get an explanation now?" All he did was nod. "Cool." was all I said. I waited until he was ready, secretly longing to hear his voice speak directly to me again. His sweet, velvet voice say my name. Okay, Im getting mushy here, so i'm just going to stop.
"I'm not sure what I did, why I did it, how I could possibly do that to you, and I can't even remember who or what or whatever other question there is involving this."
"I do."
Fang stared at me with wide eyes, waiting for what he thought to be his "death-wish" or something.
"Lissa."
Fang groaned and covered his face with his hands, throwing his head back and walking in small circles.
"I can't believe that she's smart enough to be able to trick me or whatever she did to pull this off... Max.. you have no idea how sorry I am. I dont know... I can't remember..."
I pulled Fang into a tight hug, silently telling him that it was alright.
"But why didn't you meet me at the field?" I asked him, still puzzled.
"Lissa."
"She seems to be everywhere in this problem."
"Yeah.." Fang half-heartedly chuckled.
I took his face in my hands and laid a gentle kiss on his lips, and smiled.
…
maybe there is a such thing as "love."
- wah after bit -
R.I.P.
Mr. Vincent Nigel-Murray. You will be missed dearly by all BONES fans.