Chapter Fifteen
"My dad's probably at work," Danni said when she opened the door with the hidden key. It was around ten thirty so he should be at work.
"What will we do 'till then?" the Gasman asked.
Danni looked around. The place was a mess. Beer bottles littered the floor with a rising smell. "Clean up, at lest I will."
Danni started picking up the bottles. Max was the first to help then the other flock members slowly started to help. Soon the bottles were in a bin ready for recycling, the windows were being wiped clean from dirt, the kitchen was being swept and wiped clean, and the floors that had carpet were being vacuumed.
"Thanks guys for helping," Danni said when everyone was done and falling upon the couches arranged in a semi-circle. "The windows got done a lot faster,"
"Thanks to our wings!" Nudge said in unison with the Gasman.
"That does help," Max said grabbing a chip from the bowl on the coffee table. She bit into it sending a crumb onto Fangs lap.
He picked it up, "That's just what I wanted, regurgitated food- like real birds. Thanks." He added a smirk after popping it into his mouth.
Danni grabbed the TV remote and punched the "power" button. After flipping through a few channels she found a show about the Russian Empire on the History Channel.
Iggy looked at Danni incredulously, "You can't really want to watch this?"
Danni only nodded and placed her hand over his mouth for him to stop talking. He kissed her hand and slowly brought it down between them and held it in his hand.
Slowly everyone began to fall asleep. Not because of the show, though that might have something to do with it, but because the morning had been very eventful.
At two forty five Danni woke up first. The History Channel was now giving a show about dangerous gasses like cyanide. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and sat up. She had fallen against Iggy.
Looking around at each of the flock members she wondered how she was going to explain this to her Dad. Just as this thought was processed gravel crunched outside. Danni looked out the window to see her Dad jump out of his truck.
"Guys, wake up!" Danni whispered a yell.
Holding her finger to her lips the flock got the picture and stayed quiet. She pointed to her room at the back of the house. It was bad enough that she had "ran away" but coming back with friends who had wings was even worse.
The door clicked with the key. The knob slowly turned. Danni stood and smoothed her worn and dirty jeans down. Breath, she reminded herself.
Her dad walked in holding a beer bottle in one hand and pulled the keys out of the lock. Danni's mouth fell open.
How stupid are you, Dad, drinking and driving? What a hypocrite.
"Dad?" she asked questioningly.
He turned horrified. "What the-. I stopped seeing you a month ago. You…you're not real! Get out! Get out now!" He threw the bottle.
Danni ducked and ran to her room hearing the glass hit the wall. Opening the door she went straight to the window ignoring the looks on her friends faces. Flinging the pane up she leapt out and motioned for the others to follow.
They ran into the woods. Danni never looked back. If she did the tears that were threatening to create a river down her face would fall hard with no signs of slowing.
Her dad just kicked her out. He though she was an effing hallucination. About a mile from the house and back into the clearing they had slept in the night before Danni fell against a tree. Slowly the tears started to fall. No sound came yet that was soon to follow.
Max, Fang, Nudge, the Gasman, and Angel silently walked farther into the woods giving her some alone time. Iggy sat next to her and gently wrapped his arms around her.
Danni leaned back against him as he smoothed her hair down.
"How could he?" she asked starting to blubber. She hated crying and blubbering especially in front of people but she couldn't help it, not now.
"Shh," Iggy kept saying trying to calm her while she continued to cry.
The sky grew darker slowly. Finally Danni grew quiet and fell asleep. Tomorrow was another day and hopefully she would get on with her life.
---Later that Night---
Shadows slid across the trees. People were moving closer to the flock.
The leader held up his hand to stop the others. A few hand gestures and the group moved out. Two shadow people to each flock member. The leader motioned with his fingers; one, two, three.
Arms flung down grabbing their designated flock member and picked them up. A few tranquilizers, shot from guns, found their way to each of the struggling kids' necks.
As quietly as they came the shadows left with the flock. Fading into the dark canopy of the woods they made their way to the vehicles awaiting them.
AN: I'm so sorry that this took a while toget out. It's just with school I have less time to write these, but I'm working on them so please be paticent.
Kool-Wolf - Thanks for the review. My plan worked than, the people not liking Nudge then going "oh, I see now".
kittenchow - Thanks. I'm glad you like it.