Okay guys! That was my first time writing a fight scene or whatever so tell me what you think. Remember, no flames! :P I really really tried! Don't hate me if it was bad! Okay, continue.
Fang POV
"Mr.
Ride?"
I looked up.
"You can come sit with your wife now. She's still unconscious."
I nodded and gestured for the flock to come with me. The doctor lead us down a long white hallway. That antiseptic smell was killing me but I ignored it. We came to room 306. I took a deep breath and walked in.
There, lying on the hospital bed was MY Max. Tubes in her arms, nose...I can't tell you how hard it was to keep a straight face. I can't believe he did this to her. My Max, my baby. I grabbed a chair and scooted it closer to her. I took her hand in mine, looking at our wedding band and her engagement ring. I felt my vision get blurry but I looked at the ceiling, forcing the tears back into my eye sockets.
The doctor told us that she was stabbed in the abdomen, and that the knife was literally centimeters away from hitting an artery. She was CENTIMETERS away from dying. It hit a nerve slightly, but shouldn't be too much of a problem. I leaned my elbows on the edge of the bed and stared at the most important thing to me. Nudge came up and rubbed my back. I looked at her. Her face was streaked with tears. Angel's too. Iggy looked like he was about to lose it. Aiden was sitting in a chair with his face in his hands. Gazzy was holding Angel in his arms. I turned my head back to Max. Looking at them crying would only make me worse. I'm exhausted. I kissed Max's hand and laid it down over mine. I rested my head on top of her hand and went to sleep.
(Awesome. Invisible. Line.)
3 DAYS LATER
Still no response from Max. I'm starting to think we're never gonna get one. She's been out for a long long time. I called Dr. M aka Mom and told her what happened. I also told her to stay in America. Not to come here. It might end up being a wasted effort anyway if she's dead. And I don't want Evan and the girls to see their Mom like this. I talked to them and told them Mommy got hurt, but she's gonna be okay, so don't worry. Evan was yelling at me. Like really really yelling. He pissed me off. Here's a little sample...
"Evan calm down, you're not coming to Germany."
"But it's my freakin Mom! Have you lost your mind?! Dude, I'm coming up there. I don't care!"
"No, you're not."
"And if I do how are you gonna stop me?! If my Mom got hurt and she's in the freakin hospital I'm coming! You can't stop me!"
"You don't need to be here."
"Dude, fuck that. Grandma Vally let's go."
And he hung up on me.
My stress level before that conversation: IIIIIIIIIIII
My stress
level after that conversation: IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
You see my point. He's just as stubborn as Max, maybe more. And I know what you're thinking. "Fang! It's his mother! Let him come! Shame on you!"
Well the thing is, if his mother doesn't make it through, I don't want her in a hospital to be the last vision he has of her. I can't let that happen. I know for a fact that Mom isn't going to let Ev come because I said not to, and I hope she respects my decisions as a parent. Maybe, Maybe not.
Back to Max. Her brain activity isn't too high, or as high as they'd like it to be, but they said it's not a problem. They saw the wings and yes, they were freaked but got used to it after a while. Her leg is healing super fast too. That's fine, but she's not conscious and that's what everyone's worried about. She has a huge stitch where her cut is. There's actually a lot of stitches. It looks really creepy because the area around it is this bluish color. I see it when they come to change her bandages. It's not a pretty sight. I haven't eaten in three days either. I haven't left this room at all, only to use the bathroom. But it still counts as not leaving the room because there's a bathroom in here. Where do I sleep, you ask? In that same chair I was in three days ago, holding Max's hand, and never letting go. The rest of the Flock alternate from here to the hotel. They're super worried about Max. Especially Angel. She says she can't hear her thoughts which scares the shit out of me. Even unconscious people have thoughts right? Unless she has her mind block up so no one can hear her pain or her internal rants. I've tried talking to her in my head but all I get is emptiness. There's never an answer. It worries me a lot.
I rest my head back on top of her hand, kissing it. I sigh. I'm here alone at the moment and I really like it. That way, if I start crying like a little wiener, no one will see and/or hear me. I close my eyes and just drift into a haze, where I'm not really asleep or awake.
Evan POV
"Why won't you let me go see my mom?!" I yelled.
"Evan, your father said no, which means, you're not going."
"But he has no reason to say no! There's absolutely no reason I can't see my Mom! Don't you wanna see your own daughter?!"
"Yes, Evan! I do! But if I go, there's no way I'm leaving your sisters here alone!"
"Ryan, Chasity and Auntie Ella are here!"
"And if they get attacked then what will happen?"
"My sister can knock em out with her stupid eyes!"
"My eyes are not stupid!" My sister yelled from upstairs.
"I wanna see my Mom," I said darkly.
"No," Grandma Vally said.
"I wanna see my Mom,"
"Evan, you can't."
"I. Want. To. See. My. MOM!!!!" I yelled the last part with my hands catching fire like the dude in Sky High. It was awesome. But Grandma didn't seem fazed.
"Evan put that out before the smoke detectors go off. Now would your Mom accept this behavior from you?"
"No..." I growled and cooled my hands off.
"Then go up to your room, and stay there until dinner. No TV."
I glared at her for a few minutes until tears formed in my eyes. I turned around and ran up the stairs into my room aka the guest room and cried. It's not fair that my mom is hurt and I can't even go see her. I don't care how far away she is, I wanna be there. Ugh! I'm so gonna kill my Dad for not letting me go when they get home. I heard someone knock on my door.
"What?" My voice shook.
"Aw, don't cry, Evy. It's gonna be okay. Mommy's gonna be okay too. I know it." It's Jamie.
"Whatever. Leave me alone."
I heard her footsteps leave and I sat up, repeatedly punching my pillow. I accidentally froze it. Great. Now I've gotta think of a way to get myself to Germany.
Fang POV
THE NEXT DAY
I felt a twitch! I think....I felt something that definitely wasn't there three days ago. Max's heart had sped up to it's normal rate. It still needed to be smoother, but it was there. Her breathing wasn't as shallow. I know I felt a twitch. I felt something in her body move. I'm paying close attention, trying to see if what I felt would come back again. I really hope it does. That's good news.
I felt something again. I think I should call the nurse. I pressed the bright red button on the side of the bed. She poked her head in.
"What's wrong, Mr. Ride?"
"I think I felt her like, twitch or something."
"Really?" she said coming in and checking Max's pulse, then looking at her brain activity.
"Her brain activity is definitely higher....Maybe she's waking up."
I pressed my hands on her face and whispered,
"Max...Baby, you gotta wake up. Please...."
I felt nothing.
"Max, please. I'll bring you some chocolate chip cookies, I'll carry you everywhere we go, but please just do something so we know you're alive. Please."
Nothing. I sighed, frustrated.
"Max, come on, the kids are worried. Do something! Please!" I was getting pretty close to yelling.
I felt the hand holding mine squeeze the tiniest bit and I did something I've never in my life, and never thought I'd do in my life.
CRIED.
Max POV
I twitched my hand the tiniest bit, then I heard somebody burst out crying, saying,
"Oh my God, Max,"
Who's crying? I thought drearily. I felt something heavy on my shoulder and something on my face. I hadn't opened my eyes yet. That was the task. As my body slowly began to connect with itself, I was able to flutter my eyes. But the light was so bright, I closed them again. Someone was still crying on my shoulder. I could feel the hot tears on my gown. The only problem was that the sobs had a deep voice. I mean, I know Iggy has a deep voice but not that deep. Aiden maybe? I don't know. I need to open my eyes. I took in a breath and opened my eyes the slightest.
Turns out the person who's head is on my shoulder and is crying, is FANG.
Whoa. I have NEVER seen FANG CRY ever in my short years of living. I know I was stabbed but is it really that bad?
I tried unsuccessfully to find my voice. All I got out was a strained choking sound. He kept hugging my upper body and crying. This was total and utter shock to me. I tried to find my voice again. This time I got out half of a word. Go me.
"-ang,"
His head snapped up and he looked at me with those dark, beautiful, bloodshot eyes, and smiled a small smile at me. Then he kissed me and kept touching my face. I was enjoying it, but I'm still a little groggy from being, you know, knocked out.
"F-Fang," I rasped.
"Yeah?" he gasped.
I lifted my hand to wipe his tears away. He leaned into my hand and kissed my palm, holding it to his face. He closed his eyes.
"I thought I was gonna lose you," he whispered. I smiled.
"You could never lose me," I told him in my croaky voice. "I'm the Indestructible Invincible Maximum Ride, remember?"
He laughed. Like straight out laughed.
"Oh God, I'm so glad you're okay." he breathed. I chuckled but it hurt like HELL.
I gasped.
"Max, what? What's wrong?"
"I just tried to laugh and it hurt,"
"Here's some pain killers sweetie," the nurse said walking in. Once she put it in the bag thingy attached to my arm, I got sleepy but I've been sleeping for....?
"How long was I out?" I asked him.
"Three and a half days," He said resting his head on my chest. He never let go of my hand. I rubbed his hair with my free one.
"Wow. I must've needed some beauty sleep," I said. He laughed again.
"Yeah, no duh. You scared the shit out of me,"
"Sorry,"
Then I thought of something.
"Is he dead?"
"Omega?"
I nodded. "Yeah. I took care of him. Don't worry about that."
"Where are we?"
"In a hospital in Germany, baby."
"We're still in Germany?"
He nodded against my chest.
"Hm. Where's the flock?"
"In the cafeteria. You might want to go to sleep before they come up and see you awake. Then they might attack you."
"Everybody okay?"
"Max...."
"What?"
"You're in the hospital, and you're worrying about everybody else? Max they're fine. You need to worry about keeping yourself together."
I nodded understanding what he meant. The fire that was in my stomach before is gone now, and my eyes are starting to droop, but I don't want to sleep.
"Baby, you gotta sleep," Fang said. His head was right by mine on my pillow.
"I've been sleep for three and a half days, I don't want to go back. Plus, I wanna see your face,"
At that he smiled hugely and kissed me. I don't get how he puts so much passion into his kisses. It drives me crazy.
"God, I love you so much, Max."
"I love you too," I smiled.
A nurse popped her head in smiling apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Mr. And Mrs. Ride? There's someone here to see you. He claims he's a legal adult, but I highly doubt that. He's also very urgent and impatient to see you."
"Uh....how old does he look?"
"I'd say about 10."
Fang smacked his lips and sighed. All the color drained from his face, and he looked really mad.
"What is it?"
"Nothing. You can let him in, nurse." She nodded and walked out then back in, with Evan....
"Ev, what are you doing here?" I whispered in surprise.
"Exactly," Fang growled.
"I needed to see you were alright, Mommy," he walked up on my other side and kissed my cheek. I ruffled his hair.
"Who's here with you?" I asked him.
"Well, ya see.....I kinda got here on my own." He smiled an innocently.
"You came all the way to Germany by yourself?" I practically yelled, but couldn't really, because it hurt and I winced at the end. I took a deep breath.
"You're so in trouble...." Fang muttered. He got up and started walking over to Evan, but he came closer and closer to me, grabbing my gown with wide eyes, and a scared expression.
"I just wanted to see my Mom," he said quietly.
"I told you no," Fang said.
"But she's my Mom, why wouldn't you let me see her?" Ev whined
"Because you didn't need to cross continents, okay? And the fact that somehow you got here by yourself, doesn't help how much trouble you're already in,"
"Well, I got help...."
"From who?" I asked.
He mumbled something inaudibly.
"What did you say?"
"Auntie Angel...."
I wanted to yell so bad but there's no way I can. It hurts too much.
"Evan! We made a deal!" Angel said coming in from the hallway.
"Well I'm still gonna get in trouble so whatever." Ev brushed it off.
"Angel...." Fang growled.
"Look Fang, let me explain." She took a deep breath. "I disagreed with your decision you made about Evan, simply for the reason why you made it."
"Angel you know at that time, things weren't looking so good. You know that."
"What do you mean things weren't looking so good?"
They all looked at me.
"Max, Fang thought for a good while that you were gonna die. He didn't want Evan up here because he didn't want Ev's last vision of you to be you in a hospital with tubes, on the brink of dying. I helped manipulate people to get Evan on a plane here. Then I told him where you were."
Fang looked at the ground at shook his head.
"I see," was all I said.
"So.....am I in trouble?" Evan asked.
"Yes," me and Fang said at the same time.
"But why?!"
"Because you came here when I told you not to and you came alone." Fang answered.
Ev sighed. "Fine," he grumbled. Then he jumped up and sat next to me on the bed. He smoothed my hair.
"I'm glad you okay Mommy,"
"Me too," I said and lifted up to kiss his forehead, but my stomach muscles moved and I felt pain. He smiled and leaned down, kissing my forehead instead. How sweet. But I bet he's trying to butter me up so he won't be in as much trouble. Fang sat back down next to me and took my hand. Angel went to get the others and tell them that I'm up and running again.
"When do I get out of here?"
"When they say you can," Nice.
"Which is around when?"
"When you don't look like you're about to throw up every time you laugh or move."
"Good point."
He chuckled and kissed my head. Noticing that I had while before I do get out of here, a nap wouldn't be that bad. I closed my eyes and relaxed a bit.
"Told you you should sleep," Fang whispered. I smiled and dozed off.
