Ok, for this chapter I'm changing my layout slightly, really you have Fang, Rachel, Max and Iggy's POV's rather than the usual bitter Max. K?
(A/N: I live in the UK, so I have no idea what Arizona looks like, bear with me here.)
Max's POV
I could barely see my surroundings; my eyes had long ago filled with tears. Anyone who was unfortunate enough to get a glimpse at my blotchy face; would probably assume someone close to me had died…or I'd just been dumped. Funny thing is, as much as I'd wanted to leave; I kept looking over my shoulder praying one of them had come after me.
I was flying somewhere on the outskirts of Arizona; not much to see, no blinking lights, no Eraser, Flyboys or strange experiments coming in after me. Just me. Completely alone. At the very end.
Rachel's
POV
I could hear
Max crying from where I was supposedly sleeping; why doesn't she
just leave already?
I've dragged out my mission for a lot longer than was planned; it's
beginning to become painful having to proclaim my love to Fang every
goddamned day. I thought my little trick the other night would have
pushed her over the edge, but clearly she's decided to stay for a
while longer.
I watched from the top of the tree, Max had picked up a piece of crumpled paper from her pocket, I stared barely breathing. Was she actually going to leave? She wrote fast, filling the page within minutes. She hesitated slightly as she shook Iggy awake; a single tear ran down her cheek as she stared at the handicaps pale face. She gave the boy a quick kiss, placing the paper in his hand and running as fast as she could through the trees. I smiled broadly, grabbing the gun from the holster on my thigh. Time for the fun to start.
Max's POV
I circled around my final destination; the metal walls glistening slightly in the moonlight. I swooped lower, almost touching the roof, angling upwards I perched lightly on the dirt outside the compound. Stepping slowly forward I grasped one finger around the fence in front of me. Instantly the siren began; Flyboys all rushed forward, guns pointed at my head. The whitecoats followed and I heard the order.
I smiled when the tranquiliser dart slammed into my neck. I fell gracefully to the ground, staring up at the sky. What perfect ending I mused, as the world went black.
Fang's POV
My hands were shaking violently, an aching pain had filled my chest; the Flock didn't know about Max, although considering her letter, I wondered whether they would care if she was gone. Where had I been over the past six months? The girl I had once loved almost killed herself, and I'd been too infatuated with Rachel to even notice. The tears were falling freely between Iggy and I, we both had no idea why I was crying; guilt and something else had manifested and I was unable to stop the saltwater running down my face. I hated tears, like blood, they leave a part of your identity wherever they drop.
I was suddenly filled with rage, how could she leave us? We're her family, the only people she's ever cared about. If we meant anything to her, she never would've left.
"I know what you're thinking. And you're wrong; you aren't family, none of us are really related. Max cared about us all, like we were her children, her responsibility, and what happened? You forgot her, she became a liability in your eyes and she left because of it." Iggy muttered spitefully,
"Oh yes she was the biggest liability of you all, wasn't she?" A velvety voice came from behind us, "Little Miss Perfect, always telling you what to do, where you could go, just like a proper general. But now she's out the way; it's my turn." I turned around to find the girl I loved pointing a loaded gun right between my eyes.
Rachel's POV
It was quite entertaining water the two mistakes break out into a testosterone filled feud. No actually fighting was involved, just the blind one shrieking pointlessly at Fang, it was a wonder the others didn't wake up. I listened to that pathetic little letter, oh if only she knew…then I bet she'd be cursing my name into next month. They were both crying now; out of guilt or some other pathetic human emotion. Iggy gave his little speech; I listened intently, creeping up behind them, gun in hand.
"Oh yes she was the biggest liability of you all, wasn't she?" My words were filled with venom. "Little Miss Perfect, always telling you what to do, where you could go, just like a proper general. But now she's out the way; it's my turn." The two idiots turned slowly, I aimed the gun right between Fangs eyes, he moved and I'd kill him before he could blink. I smiled sweetly at Fang, showing off pointed canines in a predators smile. He looked genuinely surprised, did he really think he could worm his way out of this? I cut him off before he could even begin to speak, it was probably an epitaph. I looked him dead straight in the eye.
"Now,
now honey, we wouldn't want any trouble would we?"
I cocked
the gun, hearing it click. With my finger on the trigger, I pulled
slightly and…
HAHA…this is the final chapter. So I'm leaving it there. PM me if you want a sequel to be written.
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