Scarred Angel
Chapter 4: Arrival
Max POV
It was a week since Fang left. All that bullshit about coming back 20 years later. Psh. What a lie. For all I know, he's probably dating a red headed slut right now...
Anyways, yes, I did mope for his departure, but what girl wouldn't, when her soulmate/boyfriend/best friend leaves her?
So anyways, we were at Mom's house now, just taking a break and relaxing(more like for me to get over the loss of Fang), and as usual, Mom would spoil the flock, letting them do as they wanted. So right now, Gazzy and Iggy are building new bombs, Nudge and Angel were looking through fashion magazines, and Dylan was still chasing me. What a douche. Can't he understand that we weren't meant to be together?! Finally, I was sitting near the windows of my room, looking out to the horizon. My room had a panel of wall where it was replaced with glass and cabinets.
Pretty ordinary, right? Imagine that peace being interrupted by a girl with dark wings. Those wings were the exact same colour to Fang's.
My breath stopped, and I could feel the raw hurt, the hurt that clawed at my heart, reopen the wounds that I had tried so hard to close and heal.
The girl had crashed on our backyard, carrying Fang's rucksack. She was panting hard, as though she had flew cross country. Her next words shocked me to the core.
"Are... You... Max?"