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Chapter 14
After what seemed like hours, I finally had no more tears to cry, and my throat burned from my constant sobs. It was still raining though and Wings + Rain = No flying.
I guess I'm walking home.
Luckily I was only about a quarter of a mile away from the house, and not a whole continent. If I had used my super speed after I had talked with Jeb and ended up in France, well, let's just hope that it wasn't raining in France.
When I finally saw the light of the house I hurried up to the porch to get out of the freezing rain. I was about to go inside, but I ran to my mom's car instead to check my face in one of the side-view mirrors. My eyes were a little red, but you couldn't see my tears since they mixed in with the rain.
When I decided I looked decent enough, I took a deep breath and walked inside. There was no one in the kitchen, it looked like everyone had eaten and then cleaned up. The TV was on, but on a low volume. I walked around the corner expecting to see the Flock still awake wondering where I'm at, but I only saw one particular bird boy.
"Max!" Fang exclaimed when he saw me standing in the door. He jumped up from his seat and ran to me. He saw I was wet and hesitated. I guess he didn't really give a crap, because he pulled me close to his warm body in a hug.
"Max, where were you?" Fang questioned in a low voice, "The kids and me were worried about you when you never came back in. Where's Jeb?"
"I don't know." I said in a low voice, turning my head from him so he couldn't see that I had been crying. I was proud when my voice didn't crack.
"Max, are you okay?" Fangs hand held my shoulder towards him, but I looked down and didn't meet his eyes.
"I-I'm gunna go take a shower." I muttered, ducking under his arm and walking towards my room before he could make a comment.
I grabbed my PJ's and walked into the bathroom, locking it behind me. I stripped off my freezing wet clothes, and turned the shower up as hot as it would go.
The water almost burned my skin it was so hot, but it felt good to my cold body. I washed my hair and body free from all the dirt and muck, though the rain pretty much accomplished that.
When I finally felt clean enough, I turned off the shower and wrapped myself in a big towel. I dried my hair and body, and then put on my PJ's, which are basically a gray tank top and dark blue basketball shorts. I walked back to my room, throwing my dirty clothes in the hamper on the way there. When I walked inside my room I fell on my bed and stuffed my face in a fluffy pillow.
This was not how I expected my welcome home to be. To learn that I'm dying in who know when, and that my own father basically disowned me.
I heard my door creak open.
Fang
"Max?" I heard the door close and then footsteps. Seconds later I felt weight on my bed and a hand on my back. I tried not to jump from his touch.
"Max, what happened?" he said in a low gentle voice, obviously trying not to push me.
"I-I can't talk about it Fang." I whispered, closing my eyes tight.
"Did he…hurt you?" I could tell Fang was trying to not growl at the thought.
"No." I lied.
I know I stink at lying and Fang saw it through me, but he didn't ask for more.
We just sat there in the comfortable silence. None of us were saying a word, just relaxing to the others presence.
I heard the bed squeak at the weight disappeared. I guess Fang thought I fell asleep.
I was about to just let him go and keep pretending I was asleep, but I had to know something.
"Fang?" I said, turning around in my bed to sit up.
Fang turned around and looked at me in the eyes; I tried as hard as I could to cover my emotions like he can.
"Yea, Max?" Fang asked, standing in the doorway.
I felt my eyebrows narrow as I thought hard, "You remember when we were living with Anne, and I asked you something?"
I saw Fang's eye widen a little, not expecting that question from me, but he quickly composed his face, "Um, you asked me a lot of things."
I looked down, playing with my fingers, "Remember when I asked you, that if I ever turned into an Eraser you'd protect the Flock and watch them for me?" I looked back up and raised an eyebrow.
Fang's face showed realization, and the he smirked, "You're not turning into a pup girl again are you?"
I tried to grin with him, but failed, "No, but I was wondering," I looked down again, "Would you do the same if I…died?"
I heard Fang take in a slow deep breath. I looked up to see him trying to erase that horrible thought from his mind. He blinked a couple of times, "Of course, but where are you going with this?" he looked at me seriously.
I looked down again, not being able to look at my boyfriend's face. I couldn't tell him I was going to die, yet I had to…
Fang finally understood my silence, "Wait, you're not…Max what…you're not…" he couldn't get the words out.
I felt my heart breaking for doing this to him. Neither of us or anyone in the Flock deserved to hear this.
I looked up at him with tears in my eyes, "Jeb said that I'm dying," a single tear broke free and ran down my face, "And I think he's telling the truth."
For once in Fang's life he couldn't hide his shock. I could see it clear as day on his face. He didn't even try to hide it, too absorbed in what I said.
He took a step back and ran both of his hands through his dark black hair. He didn't look at me at all, too caught up in what was going on. He took a deep breath to try to control himself.
I had never seen Fang like this, and I've known him all my life. I was almost scared for Fang at that moment.
"Fang?" I asked, carefully, "I'm-"
"I, uh," He coughed, "I'm going to bed." Fang muttered. He walked out the door and closed it behind him without a second glance.
I turned around and buried my head in my pillow. I didn't cry. I had already cried too much, and I was through with it. I glanced at the clock and it read 11:58.
Wow, I had been crying for a long time.
I groaned and threw my face back into the soft pillow.
This was unfair. I had to die. I'm not supposed to die yet! I'm only a fourteen year old bird kid, who doesn't even know how to drive a car or work my mom's microwave! I always have to get Iggy to show me how to use it!
I sighed and tried to concentrate on falling asleep, but don't think Fang or myself was going to get a wink of sleep tonight.
Life is just perfect.
Ok, so how was it?? I know that Fang was probably OOC like Max was in the last chapter, but I needed him to freak. I mean wouldn't you if you knew your girlfriend/boyfriend was dying? I also know that you FAX lovers are sad that I didn't make Fang like swoop Max up in his arms and tell her everything was going to be alright, but sorry. Fang needed to freak like I said.
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Please don't hate me for telling you Max dies, but who knows she might not die after all…
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