Dear Fang's blog I know you guys normally don't here from me, but I need to tell you guys some stuff, and-not that he isn't the best-I don't think Fang could get out the way I wanna tell you. Okay, to start off, I'm doing okay. Okay enough. If we were attacked right now, well, I'd probably get the crap beat outta me. I know I know. You guys wanna know why. Well... Ella died last night. She was told she had cancer, and they douldn't do anything to save her. I haven't been able to be Strong Max since. Ella was my sister, and even though my Flock is my family... Knowing I had a real blood sister made me feel more... Normal? Is normal the right word? But, this 'normality' has been taken from me, and I will miss Ella a lot. I hate to admit it. Besides that bad news, everything in the house is well. Nudge is talking better, and I can finally breathe normally. Nudge seams her same happy self, which is awesome since Fang has been telling me about how she was before I was back. Nudge still cuts, but not all the time, and she is way more careful about it. She bites herself more now, so that she doesn't bleed to death. Her cuts, when she does it, are deeper then Eraser claw marks! That's pretty dang deep.
Well, lunch is ready. I gotta go. I just had to give you guys a good update.
Okay, bye.
Max.
She closed the computer after clicking publish. She let out a deep sigh, and brushed her hair out of her face. This is hard, but she has to fight through it for the Flock. She forced herself up, and navigated her way to the kitchen. Iggy had the lunch already laid out on the table and disappeared to get drinks. Fang was appearing through the other hall, followed by Gazzy and Angel.
They seated themselves, in their normal spots and started eatting, quickly. "Hey, guys, stop breathing your food that fast. We don't wanna overwork Iggy." Max said, a smile appearing on her face.
"Nah, I don't mind. I love cooking." Iggy smiled, bringing their drinks.
"Thanks for ruining my rant, Igs." Max smiled, and nodded. "Angel, do you know where Nudge is?"
"She's sleeping, she had a rough night last night, thinking about Ella." Angel said, softly, looking down at the last few bites of her omlet.
Max looked away for a moment, trying to fight tears.
"Max?" she heard Fang say. "You okay."
"Yea." Max murmured, breathing a big gulp of air, trying to calm down. She made the tears go away and she looked up, grabbing her drink, trying to relax. "I'm going to go get Nudge up. She needs to eat."
"'Kay." Angel said, nodding a little, finishing off her food.
Max got away from the table, and started to Nudge's room. She knocked softly, and said "Nudge? You up, sweety?"
"No." Nudge answered, in a quiet voice.
"Right." Max smiled. She opened the door, and walked in, "How are you feeling?"
"Tired.. I couldn't sleep... last night. Kept thinking... And I bit myself.. pretty hard.." she pulled up her shirt sleeve to show a nasty bruise that was two crecents, both touching end to end, making a bad bite mark. "I bit and... it was hard enough... that it bled a little." Nudge said, looking up, and sighing. "I'm sorry... Max."
"It's okay, hunny." Max said, looking at the mark. She studied it softly. It made some of the scars near the bite look worse then they were.
Nudge hugged Max softly. "Love you.." she said, in a murmur, her face hidding in Max's hair.
"C'mon, Nudge, let's go get some food. You need it." Max said, looking at Nudge swiftly, taking into mind her unaveragely skinny body.
"Okay." She murmured, forcing herself up.
Tada! My story is COMPLETE!
