Ok first of all, sorry for no update in ages. I know I said last Friday but I kept putting off updating and then I forgot. But anyway I made this chapter longer, as you asked. I realise not much has happened...STILL but I am coming to the good bit in the next chapter.

Thanks to all who reviewed. Means a lot...I am sending you all psychic cookies. Yum.

Disclaimer: MWAHAHA yes I obviously own Maximum Ride. I bought them off J.P for a bet. NOT!

CHAPTER 3:

FLASHBACK

They were leaning together, arms entwined; their tongues stuck inside each others mouth, the sight of the two of them made me feel sick to my stomach. I turned away and started to stoke the fire; Iggy came over to sit next to me and I leant against him,

"You miss being with him don't you Max?" Iggy said as he put an arm round my shoulder; we'd grown closer since She had come. Mainly because the others had decided on giving Her my job as leader. Her logic wasn't screwed and unlike me, she wasn't about to break down under all the strain. Even I privately agreed that she would make a better leader. But Iggy didn't exactly take to her, mainly because she thought he was too handicapped to cook or build bombs. She acted as if he and I were no longer part of the Flock. In a way we weren't, we didn't belong with the others. We were the outsiders, and She made sure we stayed that way.

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Blinking back tears I watched the moon slowly move across the sky; not the greatest way to spend your last night. At least for once it was peaceful. Not like last night, at that stupid hotel, where Fang took his relationship with Her up a level; last night crushed all hope that Fang, might, deep down, still love me.

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We'd crashed at another motel for the night, courtesy of my Maximum Ride bankcard and under the orders if our new leader. I already knew what She had planned for tonight, you could tell by the looks she kept giving Fang, the subtle changes in her body movement when they were close. And of course the fact that they were staying in the same room; with us next door, they had made sure that no-one would be disturbing them. As we walked down the hall together the Flock, I had to physically restrain myself from ripping Her hair out. She sauntered down the hallway giggling as Fang whispered sweet nothings into her ear. He caressed her face, kissing her softly on the lips as he pulled her into the hotel room. I turned feeling more angry than upset, I wanted to scream. I wanted to kick, to punch, to destroy Her. To make her feel the pain I had to put up with everyday. I wanted her to know how it felt to wake up every morning and see the person you love sitting with somebody else. After the others had gone into their room, I broke down, sobbing, in the hallway. Not that they would notice, Iggy already knew how I would react, and the kids didn't care. Not even Angel, my baby, the little girl who always used to see me as a mother figure. She didn't even talk to me anymore, didn't listen to my orders; she didn't care if I was hurt. Not now She was here. She had even taken Angel away from me. I walked into the room which the others and I were sharing and sat on the edge of the only remaining bed. I was the only one left awake, Iggy was fast asleep on his bed; the kids were all at the other end of the room also asleep on their respective beds. I took the one nearest the door; leaning against the headboard. Then I froze. I could hear faint giggling, along with a few short gasps coming from the other room. Fang was muttering something in Her ear, I could hear him through the wall. The giggling continued, and I heard their bed creak, then they started to moan. I tried to block it out, but all I could hear was the two of them, thrusting into each other, on the other side of the wall.

"I love you Rachel." I heard Fang say softly in her ear. Then I cracked IT SHOULD BE ME, I mentally screamed at them through the wall. My thoughts were really focused on one thing as I ran to the bathroom, trying to find anything remotely sharp. Then I remembered the razor in Iggy's backpack. I ran back into the room, to see Iggy sitting with the razor in his hands, eyes focused in my direction.

"Give me the razor Iggy. Please. Let me do this."

I walked calmly towards him, my hands outstretched.

"And then what Max?" He spat, "I lose you; you die here in the hotel room. How do you think I'd feel, if I heard your last breaths? If I knew you were in pain and yet I did nothing to help you? Do you think I'd be able to live with myself? If I know it was my fault?" A tear ran down his face, he clutched the razor tighter in his hands, his knuckles going white.

"Iggy…please? I need to feel something. I need the pain." I pleaded desperate to feel blood running down my arms. Needing to feel something other than the hurt I was feeling inside.

"NO, Max!" He said sharply as I lunged for the razor. "Wake up. Fang is NOT coming back to you, he doesn't love you. Not anymore. Snap out of it, this is not just some bad dream. It's reality. You've got to let him go. But this will not help you. You've got to let him go." Iggy snapped in my face, he wrapped his arms around me and held me to his chest. I pushed him away, he was doing exactly the same thing Fang did when I was upset. I couldn't take being reminded, to feel the same thing again.

"You're right. You're right." I said weakly as I sunk down on my bed.

"Night Max, see you in the morning." Iggy whispered. I stayed silent, not sure if I would even be here in the morning.

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