Me: Okay, for starters, I know that this is a really cliched song-
Iggy: I have heard so many stories with this song in it, Bell
Me: Well, sorry. I was actually not gonna post it because I didn't think it was good enough, but Raz kept going on and on about how I should freaking post it, so I have
Iggy:...this whole story is cliched
Me: -rolls eyes- I'm really not in the mood to argue right now, Ig.
Iggy: I noticed
Me: Also, I have just finished reading Fang -chokes back sob- and I found that apparently Max can't sing...well, it looks like this story is majorly contradicted
Iggy: Can you please just move on already?
Me: Yeah, yeah...enjoy the chapter :) (It really isn't my favourite one, but it's dedicated to Razamataz who convinced me to put it up) (please ignore spelling mistakes...sorry if you see any :(
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride or Welcome to my Life by Simple plan. Yeah, unfortunately I'm not awesome enough to own them -sniffle-
"Max? Can we go for an afternoon flight together? Please?" Angel asked, her little face beaming up at me from her place on the floor in front of the TV. Fang and I were sitting on the sofa together while Gazzy, Angel, Ella and Nudge had decided to avoid the two of us (can't imagine why) and sit on the floor to watch a movie. The movie had only just ended and we obviously needed something new to do.
"Yeah, why not," I said as I stood up and watched as the kids ran out of the room with a loud cheer, followed by Ella who was probably going to end up watching us.
"What about Iggy?" Fang asked from beside me and I looked down the hall.
"I thought that he was going to come back to listen to the end of the movie," I said curiously, almost expecting to see him come into the living room.
"That was an hour ago, Max," Fang said, glancing at his watch that mom had given him.
I couldn't believe that I hadn't noticed that he was gone for so long. I sighed as Fang and I made our way down the hall.
"We may as well go and get him then. I'm sure that he'll want to come with us," I said and Fang nodded.
Suddenly, the sound of a guitar and keyboard filled the halls and I knew that it was obviously coming from Iggy's room. What was with all of us randomly bursting into song lately?
I faced Fang and gave him a look that said 'I blame you for all of our sudden interest in music.'
He smirked at me and the two of us stopped outside his door, leaning against it quietly and placing our ears up against it.
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Fang and I looked at each other for a minute. I was shocked by the lyrics of the song, and I had no idea that Iggy could actually sing.
Eventually, his keyboard kicked in with a drumbeat to play along with his guitar – probably a beat that he had already programmed earlier so he could play the guitar without having to worry about the keyboard.
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so laud that no one hears you screaming
I remembered that day last week after school when Iggy had come into the house in a huff, not bothering to talk to us and turning his Ipod speakers up full blast for no apparent reason. He had also done this one or two times at the E-shaped house, but I hadn't thought anything of it…
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
He was putting strong emotion into every word that he sang, making it sound completely truthful
To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark
Shortly after Iggy had lost his sight he had said those exact words to me…
To be kicked when you're down,
To feel like you've been pushed around
The School…
To be on the edge of breaking down and no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you want to be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With the big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
I didn't really understand some of his words that were obviously being shown as feelings. Maybe it was because he hadn't mentioned any of this to me before…
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down,
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down and no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
And no one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy
But I'm not going to be okay
As I heard the words, I began to worry. There was definitely something that he wasn't telling me…
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like
What it's like
When Iggy continued, his tone had become softer and less angry than it had been before. His guitar had also slowed down to a gentle sound…
To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark
To be kicked, when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
He suddenly brought the guitar volume back up and his voice became filled with emotion again as he continued
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no ones there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark
To be kicked, when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no ones there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
When he had finished, there was a dead silence on both our end and Iggy's and I glanced at Fang. I gave him a look that said 'I need to talk to him,' and he nodded his head, turning to walk out of the house and into the back garden to meet the flock. It was awesome having a boyfriend that could read your looks.
I raised a fist and gently rapped on the door.
"Ig? It's me."
Silence.
"Well, I'm coming in anyway," I said as I swung the door open to find Iggy sitting on his bed, blushing madly.
"How much of that did you hear?" He asked as he scratched the back of his head while turning his head away from me.
"The whole thing," I said as I sat next to him on the bed, making it sink slightly.
"Great," he said sarcastically as he lay down on the bed, looking about as emotionless as Fang did sometimes.
"Is there something you want to talk about?" I asked casually as I looked down at him.
"No, not really," he said thoughtfully and I moaned.
"You're obviously keeping something from me and I'm not leaving until you tell me," I said stubbornly, folding my arms across my chest.
Iggy pursed his lips together and clenched his fists.
"Can you at least explain the song," I said impatiently, trying to get through to him.
He sighed and sat up, obviously giving in. "I guess that I've been working on it for a long time," he said deep in thought. "It has nothing to do with anything recent, if that's what you're thinking. It was just little pieces of my life here and there I guess…"
"I can see that," I said as I nodded. "You sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, Max, I'm fine. I don't even know where it came from…kind of like that song that you wrote the other day."
My eyes narrowed at him. "What song?"
"You know…
I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you"
He mimicked my voice and I could feel my fists clench at my sides
"I don't want to talk about it
'Cause I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!"
He yelled the last part and then bolted out the door, me hot on his tail.
"Max loves Fang, Max loves Fang," he chirped in a musical way as he ran out the door and jumped into the air.
Sure, the kid could sing, I'd give him that, but that wasn't going to make his beating any less painful.
Me: Yeah, no comment
Iggy: -snickers- You don't know what to say about your own story!
Me: I know that I could say...KUH-BLEH!
Iggy: -sighs-
Me: Yeah...R&R? -sighs- If you tell me that it was crappy I would probably end up believing you...
Iggy: Don't be so depressed!
Me: ;(
Iggy: -facepalm-
Bell and Ig
