Prisoner- Chapter 25

I offered my fist and he stacked his on top of mine and followed the same routine as we did every night. I gave him a smile before my eyes began to flutter closed. I felt Fang put the wet washcloth on my forehead He stood there for a moment as if debating something and then leaned down and kissed my cheek. Another surprise from Fang.

He stood up straight and turned to make his way out the door. I opened my eyes and watched him disappear from my room.

I still had a lot of thinking to do about Fang. Things were changing between us, I think we both knew it. I had kissed him on the beach and he had kissed me in the hospital. We never talked about either times, but I know I thought about them. I wonder if he did too.

He probably just kissed me in the hospital to comfort me and that's probably what he was doing just now when he kissed me on the cheek. He got caught up in the moment, like I did on the beach. Fang and I were good friends, best friends. Nothing more.

You're overlooking the obvious, Maximum.

'Am not, just go away.' I said pressing the washcloth against my skin.

You're being stubborn.

'You picked the wrong time to talk, as usual. I feel miserable.' I said simply.

I'm sorry, Maximum, but there's something you need to know.

'What?' I asked sighing.

Someone is going to betray you.

My eyes snapped open at this new bit of information.

"Who?" I asked aloud.

No answer.

"Who?" I repeated standing up quickly, getting kind of dizzy. "Tell me who."

Be patient Max, you'll see.

"It might be too late by then." I said rubbing my temples. "Why can't you ever just tell me straight out."

You have to learn.

"Learn what?" I screeched.

No answer.

"Fine." I said lying back down picking up the washcloth from the ground where it had fallen. "But this isn't over."

I shut my eyes and tried my best to get some sleep. The stupid voice always showed up at the wrong time. I wanted so much to dig that chip out of my arm, but I had promised I wouldn't do that. I would stay true to my word, the flock needed me.

I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I woke up a little past ten to a sunlit room. I crawled out from under the covers and placed my feet on the soft carpet. I walked over to my door and opened it to see and Angel and Total walking down the hallway.

"Hi sweetie." I said as she walked over to me and gave me a hug.

"Are you feeling better?" She asked looking at me with her brilliant blue eyes.

"How did you know I wasn't feeling good?" I questioned raising an eyebrow.

"I heard you think it." She said simply. "And Anne told us. She said we should let you sleep in because you were sick."

"Well, I'm feeling better, so don't worry. Okay?" I said stroking her blond curls.

"Okay." She said letting go of me and walking into her room.

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where Anne had a bowl of soup waiting for me. I walked over to the chair and sat down, starting to eat first thing.

"Max, you're awake." She said with a smile. "I hope the soup is still warm, because if it's not I can heat it up."

"It's fine." I said with a shrug.

She gave me one last smile and went to leave the room, but I stopped her.

"Anne." I called just as she left the room.

"Yeah?" She asked popping back into the room.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" I asked putting my spoon down in the bowl.

"Sure." She said sitting down at the table. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Angel said you told them that I was sick." I said looking at her sitting across from me.

"Yes, I did." She said nodding. She had no idea where I was going with this. I could tell by the confused look laid out across her face.

"I wish you wouldn't have told them that I was sick." I explained. "They don't need to worry about me for no reason."

"Max, I know you are trying to protect them and make it so they don't have any worries, but their strong kids they don't need to be kept in the dark about things like this." She argued furrowing her brow.

"I think that is for me to decide." I said not backing down. "They have enough to worry about. They don't need to worried about me too."

"Is this really about them or is this about you?" She asked leaning in.

"What do you mean?" I asked shocked.

"I mean are you really mad that I put more stress and worries on them or are you mad because you think it makes you look weak?" She asked standing up using a sincere but stern voice.

I didn't know what to say to that. My mouth was hanging wide open.

"That's what I thought." She said studying my expression.

"Okay, fine! You win!" I said holding my hands up in surrender, with a raised voice. "I am worried that I'll look weak, but I am also worried about the flock. You should have talked to me before you opened your mouth and blabbed." I said standing up and looking her in the eye.

Fang walked in on this lovely moment to see the two of us staring at each other. He looked confused and gave me a look that said 'explain'.

I was too mad to explain the situation to him and gave a huff, which followed with me storming off to my room. I shut the door behind me and walked over to the window. Late tonight I would have to go for a nice fly, just me. I needed to think.

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