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Well, to be more specific, something hard rammed into me. It was warm, and it would've been comforting if I didn't just want to die then.
"What the heck, Max!" the thing yelled.
I opened my eyes and into the eyes of none other than Fang. Great. Freaking great.
"Go away," I told him, closing my eyes again.
"And just drop you?"
"Yeah, just drop me and let me drown. Go back to the flock. Leave me alone," I mumbled.
He chuckled. "I'm not going to drop you."
I groaned and tried to wiggle out of his arms. His grasp just tightened.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked.
He didn't reply. Twenty minutes later he dropped me onto the ground.
"Now you drop me," I muttered.
I opened my eyes and sat up, to find we were in some sort of cave. I groaned and lay down again. After a few minutes of silence, Fang spoke again.
"What were you thinking, falling off the bridge? Do you really hate life that much?"
I didn't want to talk to him. I heard him shuffle closer to me.
"Max, please talk to me," he said.
I sat up and scooted away from him. He crawled even closer.
"Please," he begged. Fang never begs.
"What do you freaking want from me!" I exclaimed. "You act you hate me and now you care about me. Make up your mind!"
He sighed. I felt the salty sting of tears pricking my eyes. I let them fall.
"Don't cry," he murmured. "Please don't cry."
"Why!" I exploded," Why shouldn't I cry? There are plenty of depressing things to cry about in this cod, sucky world! Sometimes people die, sometimes people hate you, and sometimes you find your family who you no longer live with because they didn't want you, only to find them completely moved on!"
"Even the one who you love and supposedly loves you, too, but no, it's all just a lie to make you feel like you're not worthless," I added, my voice slowly rising until I was practically yelling.
Fang stared at me in disbelief, and I turned away. Then he laughed. Laughed. It made the tears fall harder. I felt like my heart had been glued together, only to be shattered once again.
"You are the most psychotic, suicidal, motherly, beautiful, amazing girl I have ever known."
My heart, or what was left of it, ached.
"Now you're just being cruel, playing with my heart," I replied.
"I'm not playing," he said.
I turned to glare at him to find his face dangerously close to mine. I scooted away from him until I ran into the wall.
"What happened to Jasmine?" I asked snidely. "Did she leave you? Then, being you, come crawling back to me, a second choice."
"You'd never be a second choice," he said seriously.
"Yeah, sure," I replied. "Why couldn't you have just let me fall? Then we wouldn't have to go through all this."
"Because I can't live without you," he replied simply.
I turned to look at him. He had moved to the opening of the cave and was looking up at the moon. It looked like it was pretty late; maybe midnight.
"Lying is a sin, you know," I said snippily.
"I'm not lying. I never loved her. I never loved Jasmine."
I scoffed. "You sure seemed to."
"I didn't, though. She controlled my emotions. Not even Angel knew she had a power. And when Angel found out, Jasmine threatened her not to tell. She made Angel control me in the alley," he paused and turned to look at me. "It's true. Just ask Angel."
We sat there is silence.
"Where is Jasmine, then?"
He hesitated, and then replied. "She's dead."
I gasped. "You killed her."
"No. She sensed that we knew and she killed herself. Pulled out a syringe of poison and killed herself."
There was another long pause of silence.
"For three months she's been controlling my emotions. Looking back now, I always felt numb, but now I remember every single little emotion I would've felt. Like in the alley," he paused. "I had so many emotions then. Anger at me, sadness that you probably hated me, happiness that you were back," he trailed off.
"And love," he added quietly. "So much love."
I looked at him, and I could tell he wasn't lying. I got up and walked over and sat next to him. I looked up at the moon and the stars.
"It's so pretty," I said quietly.
"Yes you are."
I looked up at him and, get this, he kissed me. It was so nice. We broke apart and I noticed he was blushing. I giggled. Me, giggling.
"That line was so…" I stopped.
"Cheesy, I know. But it got you to look at me."
I looked back up at the moon.
"I'm sorry," Fang murmured.
I turned my head to look at him and kissed him. It was a short kiss, but it told him what I couldn't with words.
"I'll take that as an "its ok."
I smiled and shivered, just now noticing how cold it was. Fang noticed and put his arm around me. I snuggled into his side then yawned. He started rubbing circles between my wings.
"No," I muttered," I don't want to sleep yet."
Fang laughed. "I'll still be here when you wake up."
"You'd better," I mumbled, before drifting off to sleep.
I faintly remember hearing Fang saying "love you, my Maximum Ride," before I was taken over by black.
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