Gone

Warnings: Same as last chapter

Disclaimer: If I had a genie I'd wish for wings, a never ending supply of chocolate (with which I'd never gain a pound, but it would taste as good as normal chocolate) and to own everything to do with this book. But, sadly, I do not have a genie, so Maximum Ride belongs to James Patterson. Humph.

Nudge POV

2 years later…

I can't believe it. I don't want to believe it. I won't believe it. They say that Iggy's dead. But I'd know if he was. He was my best friend in the whole world. I'd know. I'd feel empty. But I don't. Because I know that he's alive. I'm still his best friend. Because he's not gone.

I don't know how to explain it. How I know. I just do. I don't know how he's still alive. It's impossible. Well, not really. Everything's possible. Look at us. The flock. We have wings. We're supposed to be impossible. But we're here. All of us.

"Nudge?" I heard someone ask. I smiled in Max's direction. She sat down beside me on the cold rock.

"You seem kinda quiet today, Nudge." She said.

I looked at her, a 'Duh' expression on my face. I haven't said a word since it happened. Saving the world. It. You know what I'm talking about. Iggy. It.

"We're worried about you Nudge. It's so quiet without you nattering on about something." My face became expressionless. It's so spacious without Iggy here.

I had a disinterested expression on my face. I don't care what she had to say.

"Nudge." She said. I looked at her. What? I silently asked her.

"You need to move on, Nudge. He's gone." She said, in a tone that I couldn't identify.

"Let it go."

I suddenly felt angry. It was just there. It was like the rage filling up inside the walls of my heart. And some escaped.

"God, Max!" I yelled. "Just stop! He's not gone! He's not! I know it! Stop worrying about me! 'Cause I'm fine! But Iggy isn't! He's alive! I know it Max. Get out of my face!"

I'd let it out. And I wished I could take it back. Because I'd never spoken to Max like that before. And she looked like she'd been slapped in the face. I felt so guilty. Oh my god.

"Okay, Nudge." She said, emotionlessly. And then she walked out.

I knew I'd hurt her feelings. But I just can't believe that he's gone.

Dedicated to imaginary genies… I want one. But a real one. And wings. I want wings. My greatest wish.

I have no idea how to continue. I think I like Iggy too much to kill him off… but maybe I don't so just wait for the next chapter. Ummmm… Pop!

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