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Will she tell Fang? All shall be revealed in the next chap. MPOV and FPOV, so you get maximum satisfaction. God im funny.
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MPOV
Okay. I don't have an excuse. I was sick of the lies I was telling him. He was my friend, and had proved entirely trustworthy. Telling him could be the prize of his safety, though. I wasn't sure. I weighed the options and finally made up my mind.
I took a deep breath. "Okay, here is the 'big secret.' Believe me, its big."
Poor Fang. I guess he was expecting something like; drunken father, violent background yada, yada. Bet he never guessed genetic mutant freak huh?
I didn't want to tell him everything. I couldn't relive it. So I decided it would be better to show him. Oh god.
I stood up slowly. He motioned to stand up as well. But I said, "No, you need to be sitting down for this." He nodded slowly, and sat down, stature wary.
I shook my parka off. It slid to the ground and draped itself around my feet. I curled my toes inward and closed my eyes. My wings were still against my back, tightly, like they didn't want to come out. I took a deep breath, and extended my wings. All 14 feet of them. All I heard was Fangs intake of breath.
FPOV
She told me to stay on the bed sitting, while she got up. I just nodded at her. I was ready. I was feeling a mix of emotions, she was finally telling me what was happening with her. I was determined to help. I looked up at her.
She looked… scared. And nervous. Her parka fell off, and stayed at her feet. Then the most unexpected thing happened.
Wings, fully grown wings extended from her back. About… 14 to 15 foot. What the...
MPOV
I watched his reaction. In a normal situation it would have been funny. He was just gaping, mouth wide open. I struggled not to put my mirage into affect it was instinct now. I was chanting to myself, "Its Fang, its Fang, its safe, calm down."
He coughed, and then stood up. He walked around me, and I retracted them, so he could get a full view.
He breathed out. "So, these wings… How did you, uh, come by them?"
I snorted, and he quirked a nervous smile. I then said, "Well I didn't find them in Wal-Mart. No, actually I'm a genetic mutant experiment. Escaped. I prefer Avian American."
He laughed, but then went serious. He looked at me intensely, and hugged me. This was like, my first hug. Ever. It felt nice. I hugged him back. It was that feeling of comfort that I loved the most, not to mention he smelled like freshly baked bread, and musk.
He whispered against my ear, "I won't tell a soul."
I relaxed against him. Then I pulled out of our embrace, sadly. I knew I said I wouldn't say anything before, but screw it. I might as well give him the whole package. I sat down on the bed, and told him everything, what it was like at the School and how to cope with the Erasers. His eyes widened a lot about the Erasers.
"Listen Fang, if they ever find me here, everything will be lost, and you will be in a lot of danger. You can't tell a soul, even if I'm captured or anything. If you see any hairy wolf men, run in the opposite direction, screaming for help. I can fly, you can't. Plus they are TERRIBLE flyers, no sense of equilibrium. So I can take them out from the sky. Unless they have guns…" I trailed off, my head cocked to one side and bit my lip, thinking about what I would do. Probably just fly at my sonic speed and hope I got lucky.
He just looked horrified and asked, "Are they searching for you now?"
I looked at him and replied, "Fang, they never stop searching. That's why my mirage comes in handy. That's why you haven't noticed my wings before."
"That is so fascinating!" he breathed. "Could you do it for me now?" he asked, eyes fascinated. Honestly, he was excited about a bird freak. But I couldn't show him now.
"I'd love to, but I really can't. I don't have enough energy. I'd pass out, or something." I looked down. I knew it was rational thinking, but I didn't like admitting I was weak.
"Oh, sorry. No it's okay. You'll have to do it tomorrow yeah?" He was happy, but disappointed not to see my mirage. I could fix that.
"Hey bud, calm down. I can give you the next best thing." I smiled. I looked at my wide-open window and jumped out. He gave a gasp of surprise and raced over to the window. I heard him call out, "Max! Be careful!" Woops, I nearly hit the ground. I pulled up, and flapped back to my window. I looked back at him from about 3 metres away from the window at eye level. He looked at me in amazement, and something else was hidden in his eyes.
He was envious. I could tell. I'd seen it before, with the few humans who knew about me. I would have to talk to him about that. But not tonight! I was too happy. He finally knew and I didn't have any more secrets. I did a few loop de loops, and perched delicately on my window and hopped back in.
"How was that then? Enough genetic mutant freakiness for one night eh?" I laughed. I was so tired though. It was nearly 1 in the morning, and the mirage and my previous flight got to me.
He nodded and yawned. Then he said something I thought he never would say, "Max, do you mind if I stay for the night? There is a spare mattress just down the hall." I just nodded dumbly. Whoa. That was a development. I blushed at the thought of Fang staying here for the night… hey, blushing? What was THAT about?
I took the opportunity to get changed, and as soon as I was done, he walked in. He looked at me, and then averted his eyes. I realised I was wearing very short shorts and a little tank top, so it was quite revealing. Blushing again, I hid under my bed covers.
Before her turned the light out, he asked me a few more questions about my genetics.
"So, you need at least 3000 calories a day? That's insane. Like twice the normal human intake. And why are you so skinny?" He suddenly looked a bit embarrassed at asking me such a personal question.
I just laughed. "That's because I have very fine bones. And I usually don't get enough to eat, so that takes its toll. But on the whole, I'm not so sure. Its just how we are."
He nodded and went to turn the lights out and said, "Well, thank you for trusting me Max. Nothing bad will happen to you. You can stay here for as long as you like. Goodnight." He then rolled over and pretty much zonked out.
A tear rolled down my cheek. That was the one thing I hadn't told him, that I couldn't stay here. Another week at most, then I would be healed. I had to get going again. This really wasn't my scene. While my mirage stopped the Erasers seeing me, they would find me eventually, and I couldn't let Fang come to harm. If only he had wings.
I rolled over and tried to get comfier.
Eventually, I fell asleep to dreams of Fang and I, flying over a serene ocean of calm blue, flying with the big birds of the sea.
Woo! Another Chapter up and away. And she told him! Yay! Gosh that rhymed.
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