Can We Learn To Live Again

by swirling.words

Max left to protect the flock, to give them a better life. What happens when she leaves a surprise for them four years later, but does not come back herself. Will Fang accept what she left behind? And will she ever return home? FAXNESS eventually. Please try it, it's way better than it sounds.

5. Chapter 5

As promised another chappy! If you guys review I may even update again tomorrow. I am loving writing so much lately. Anyway enjoy!

Chapter 5:

Nicky P.O.V

I could already tell this was bad. People were fainting, glaring at each other, avoiding my eye and Daddy just looked completely speechless. Finally aunty Nudge sat down in front of me, and glared at everyone else to do the same. She must have learnt that from mum, which brought a smile to my face.

"Hi sweetie."

"Hi aunty Nudge." A look of shock crept onto her face as she realized I knew her, but she quickly regained control of her facial muscles and continued:

"Can I ask who you are? And why you're here?"

"My mummy brought me, she wanted to stay but she couldn't. She said you guys would look after me until she got back." I smiled proudly at the mention of mum again.

"Umm, okay. Whose your mum?" aunt Nudge asked tentatively, (hmmm aunty or aunt? Not sure which one I prefer).

"Maximum Ride." I felt as if the air in the room had frozen over, all their face had dropped. Oh no. Had I made a mistake telling them, but mummy said they were friends, why would they not want to know I was her daughter? I mean I knew they had an idea cause of what I looked like – I guess having it brought to reality caught them all off guard.

"Max… Max is your mother? She brought you here? When? How? Where did she go?" the bombarding questions were beginning to make it harder to breath, the last time I was questioned like this was back at The School from the whitecoats. I began to hyperventilate, tears stung the back of my eyes, the room seemed to close in and get very warm and all background noise was suddenly heightened.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Calm down you're stressing her out, can't you see that?" And within seconds I was curled up in aunty Nudges (yep it's definitely aunty!) arms as she attempted to soothe me.

"Th… there's a letter for y… you. She t… told me to give it t… to you", I hiccupped, and then reached into my pocket and handed the letter from mummy to aunty Nudge.

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