Prisoner- Chapter 71
The Gasman's vision played out exactly how he said it would. There was a whitecoat in the room writing notes on a clipboard and Fang lye sleeping in the bed with his head turned away from the door. The whitecoat was a woman, which was going to make our escape so much easier. We just had to get Fang out of here before Jeb came with his pack of erasers even though part of me wished he would so I could break his jaw for lying.
I threw the door open and the whitecoat looked up from the chart, startled. I walked over to her and threw her to the ground.
"Stay there." I ordered.
"Nudge, keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't move." I said looking back at her.
She nodded and walked to stand between the woman and myself, giving her a cold stare.
"Iggy, listen for footsteps, and Gazzy I need you to keep an eye on the door."
They both nodded and put on brave faces.
I turned to Fang, he looked calm.
"Fang?"
There was no response.
I brushed his dark hair from his eyes and tried again, "Fang?"
I was relieved to see his eyes shoot open and look at me questioningly.
"Max?"
"Yeah." I said nodding holding back joyful tears. "You okay?"
He looked like he was taking a moment to check out his limbs for pain.
"Yeah." He answered.
"We need to get you out of here." I said throwing the covers off of him.
"Where exactly is 'here'?" He asked sitting up and putting his feet over the edge of the bed. I tugged his arm gently to get him to stand.
"The School." I taking his hand and pulling him to the door.
"You can't leave." The whitecoat said from the corner.
Hm… I had forgotten about her.
"Watch us." I growled sending her a hard glare.
Her eyes widened.
"Let's go." I said to the flock walking up to the door and looking out the tiny glass window in it. It was all clear, which I found very odd. Maybe they just couldn't find us.
I swung the door open and walked out. When I realized I was still holding Fang's hand I blushed and turned away from him to hide it.
Erasers came running around the corner and began running at us.
"Run for it!" I yelled pushing Angel toward the end of the hallway where an exit was.
Once I saw Fang was running okay I took off after him.
When we reached the door we flew up into the air and flew until we were clear. We stopped at the cave we had stayed in before. I knew Fang liked that place.
"I've got first watch." I announced to the flock. "Everyone rest up."
"Max?" Angel spoke up.
"Yeah?"
"Total is still back at the house."
"We'll go back and get him, Ange." I said answering the question she was working up to.
"Thank you!" She yelled throwing her arms around me and squeezing me tightly.
I ran my hand over her hair and smiled, she was such a sweet kid.
"You're welcome." I said as she released me. "Now, get some sleep."
She smiled and walked to the back of the cave.
I saw Fang sitting with his back against the cave wall, staring at me… not looking, staring. I could tell he was still mad at me.
"Hey." I said softly walking over to him.
"Hey."
I sat down next to him and there was an awkward silence. It lasted for about five minutes, because I was silently debating what to say.
"Are you okay?" I asked turning my head to look over at him.
He nodded.
I looked away from him.
"I'm sorry you got shot because of me."
When I turned to look at him he looked surprised at what I had just said.
"That bullet was meant for me, Fang, why'd you jump in front of me?"
"Max, I wasn't just going to sit by and let him hurt or even kill you." He said furrowing his brow and slightly shaking his head.
"You should have." I whispered.
"Stop Max." He said coldly.
"No Fang." I said shaking my head. "I thought you died."
He gave me a questioning look.
"Jeb told us you were dead."
I could see anger flicker in his dark eyes.
"I thought you died hating me, Fang." I said looking away from him.
We were silent for a moment then I felt Fang's ropy arm wrap itself around my shoulders and pull me a little closer to him.
"I could never hate you." He said simply.
I put on a weak smile.
"Be mad at you, yes… I still am." He said. "But never hate you."
"I'm sorry for lying to you." I said looking up at him.
He was silent. I knew he wasn't quite ready to forgive and that was okay. At least he was alive and talking to me again.
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