Love, Pain, and Wings-Chapter 56
By MyNameIsCAB
Fang's grumpy mood continued on. He refused to take his painkillers, so maybe it was his own fault. He was stubborn.
"I'm hungry."
"Then go to the kitchen," I muttered.
Fang scowled at me, throwing his baseball into the air.
"I'm not your mother," I responded.
Without warning, Fang threw the baseball at me. I caught it inches from my face.
"It's fine if you're going to confine yourself to your bed, I don't care." I threw the baseball into the corner.
I stormed out, past Iggy and Gazzy.
"Ooh, Max is pissed!" Gazzy commented.
"Shut up, Gazzy!" Iggy snapped. I was thankful for that.
I heard footsteps after me. It was Iggy, but I ignored him, still continuing to the kitchen and then outside.
"Max!"
"Aren't you busy with Gazzy or Ella?" I growled.
"Don't you be angry at me," Iggy frowned.
I took in a deep breath. "I'm sorry."
Iggy shrugged. "Fang'll come around eventually. He'll be fine in the next few days. You know that."
I nodded. "Yeah, I know."
I didn't see Fang until dinner. He came into the kitchen, walking. Well, limping if you want to be correct. I didn't say anything to him. Fang didn't deserve to be talked to.
Making his way to the fridge, Fang grabbed two sodas. He placed one in front of me. His eyes looked up at me once and then away as I said nothing. Angel exchanged glances with me. At least she knew better than to invade my thoughts.
"So, how was everyone's days?" Mom asked.
"School was boring, as usual," Ella piped up.
"Really?" Iggy questioned, trying to fill the silence. Usually Fang and I were back and forth talking about stuff.
"Yeah. What do you expect?" Ella replied. "So what did you all do today?"
"We didn't blow up anything," Gazzy smirked.
Mom shot a look at Gazzy.
"No, really," Gazzy said more seriously.
She relaxed and we went to eating in silence. Ella caught my eye and gave me a questioning look. I ignored her.
Max. Great, Angel was invading my head now.
What?! I thought with annoyance.
You oughta say something to him. He really is sorry. Angel had to be telling the truth. Why would she lie to me?
I picked up the soda and opened. Fang watched me drink it before he went back to his plate.
"How's your shoulder?" Mom asked Fang.
He moved it around to show mobility.
"He can throw a baseball real hard now," I mentioned, suppressing a smile.
Fang smiled. "Sorry about that."
I elbowed him lightly. "Sure."
Fang was the last one to get up from the dinner table. He looked like he was having trouble.
"You don't have to kill yourself to say you're sorry," I grinned.
He leaned against the wall. "I know. I should have just kept taking the meds. I would have been in a better mood."
At least he was admitting his mistakes now. As much as I thought I should still be angry, he swayed me to forgive too easily.
"But I'm sorry," he finished, heading towards the door now.
I watched him hobble out.
