Chapter 6
Max POV
The first few days weren't too bad. I didn't talk and they just left me to recover from the attack. That wasn't what had left me drained though. I couldn't shake the thought that Fang had considered leaving me here. If it had been any other member of the flock and I was in his place, I wouldn't have hesitated, I would have run back at top speed, come what may.
If it had been Fang I would have made the choice in a heartbeat and would have been down that corridor in seconds. 'Cause I couldn't live without him. I knew that. He had said as much himself when we had made up again after we "broke up". I had thought that he had meant it, when he said that he couldn't live without me. When he had promised that he wouldn't leave.
Now I knew what a huge lie that had been. And I had fallen for it! Not again, I vowed to myself, never again will I be duped by a pretty face and a warm smile.
But some part of me thought that they might come for me. Hadn't he stared to run when he saw the shutter? And he might have hesitated for a good reason. Well if he came and that was the case, he would have to have had a bloody brilliant reason for leaving me here. Here in my personal hell on earth. Heck, here in any sane person's hell on earth.
After 4 days spent waiting I began to doubt that they were coming. Another experiment had been dumped in the same room as me (but in a separate cage of course) I spent most of the 2nd day here telling him about the flock. He seemed to be in shock so I tried to coax him out to talk to me. So I talked of the flock and how they were coming to save me, and we might take him too. He had wings as well.
But that was 2 days ago. They should have been here by now. Even taking in to account the fact that Angel was still a bit confused and that some of them might have injuries and that they might need time to recuperate...I was running out of reasons why they weren't here now, trying to break me out. Like I would be doing for them. I would have been here by now, I would have had a plan and already be in the school on the way down the holding cell.
So what was taking them so long?
After 2 weeks I gave up all hope. I stopped talking to the other experiment about the flock, I shut up like a clam. And I didn't mention that they were coming for me again. And then the oddest thing happened. He came out of his mental shell and then somehow he was there comforting me! I had devoted the best part of the last 2 weeks to making him talk. I was the main thing that had kept me going, that another person needed me. I needed to be needed.
'Cause the flock wasn't coming. Even when we had chased Angel to get her back the first time, she had only been here 5 days when we got here. And we had had to fly for 7 hours to reach her. We had covered thousands of miles in the chase to get her back, and we had met distractions along the way, like Ella and my mom.
We had been camped 4 miles away from the facility where they had been holding Angel.
I finally accepted the truth. They weren't coming. They had left me.