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Chapter 2

Fang POV

Max was of course quiet half of the trip. I can't see why we just can't talk. I glided close to her and reached out to hold her hand. She shivered all over and pulled her hand away.

"Max, why are you mad at me? What have I done?" I asked, confused. Man, what makes girls angry all the time? I flapped my wings, silently.

"You know what." she growled, moving farther away from me. I sighed and moved closer… again.

"Max, I don't know what. I don't see how you expect me to know these things." I said, reaching my hand out. She ignored me and scanned the ground for a place to eat. I moved my hand away.

"First the Red Haired Wonder, then Brigid Dwyer. You're an idiot, if you don't know what I'm talking about." she snapped, swooping lower. This really got under my skin. I swooped in front of her, flapping slightly. She halted, still flapping to keep herself in the air.

"Give me a break, Max!" I started, my fists clenched. "You told me you loved me and when I kissed you, you ran away. I can't wait forever. You kissed someone too, you know." I was referring to Sam, a boy Max went on a date with back when we lived at Anne's.

"Leave me alone." she snapped, about to fly away. I grabbed her arm and pulled her back

"We have to talk." I said firmly.

Max POV

I turned toward him angrily.

"Why do we have to talk? We both know you don't feel the same." I cried, tears in my eyes. How very uncharacteristic… "You've never said those words back to me." I yelled, yanking my arm away. I arched my back forward and took off leaving Fang alone.

Fang POV (Shortness, I know.)

She flew away, leaving me in the dust. I swooped downward, toward a small tree.

Once there, I began punching it, until my knuckled bled. Why did she have to be this way? She loved me. She didn't. It seemed like such a simple situation and yet…

I started to walk down a narrow pathway, hoping to find a food place. Wind blew all around me, ruffling my hair. It was getting long again. I'd need to cut it soon, but what if Max liked it that way?

"No!" I shouted to myself. I couldn't worry about what Max liked. She wasn't my girlfriend or anything, just a sister. The more I thought about it, the more I knew she was more than that.

"Hey, Fangy." I was caught off-guard by a husky voice behind me. I whipped around, fists clenched. A sturdy looking man stood under a tree nearby.

"Who are you?" I growled, ready for anything. The man had light blonde hair and fair skin. He wore a large leather coat and sunglasses, so that I couldn't see his eyes.

"Having some girl trouble?" mocked the man, walking closer. I backed away, cautious. The man was coming closer, his own fists clenched. Before I knew what was happening, the man had me by the collar. He was fast.

"I heard you thought we were gone." whispered the man, his breath icy cool. He bent closer to me and took off his glasses. I gasped. I was staring into blood-red eyes, with no pupils.

"I won't kill you now. It's the girl I want. I suggest you tell her soon." the man growled, dropping me. He turned around and then began to run away, laughing. I shivered all over. This wasn't good

"Max." I murmured and then it hit me. Max was in danger. I unfurled my wings and leaped forward, catching air beneath me. I had to get to her… soon.

Max POV

I perched myself in a tree and continued my crying. Come on! Pull it together, Max! I couldn't. I felt like my heart was split in two. I gripped the tree for support and wiped my face off. This was not how I should be acting. Fang was my brother; my big, lovable brother that I just happened to kiss. Yeah, that was it.

"This sucks." I murmured to myself. Maximum Ride's sixth time crying. I could no longer count all the times I had cried in front of a flock member on one hand anymore. I kicked the tree, disgusted with myself.

"I liked our relationship better, when he didn't talk." I whispered, sitting down.

"You need a lift?" a voice, made me sway on my branch. I peered down to see a kid, about my age, standing at the base of my tree. Close by, was a motorcycle with two helmets on it…