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Chapter 4: Thank God We Have A Back Door!

Max P.O.V

After school Angel and I decided to walk home with the Flock. A weird name, I know, but that's what they call themselves. Apparently we are official members now. Iggy made a little speech at lunch. God, he really is weird. Anyway, we were walking home with them and slowly, one by one, everyone found their houses and left untill it was just Iggy, Angel and I. It turns out that Iggy is our next door niebour.

"I'm telling you, Spiderman would win!" He argued. We were discussing who would win out of Batman or Spiderman. (A/N: Who do you guys think would win?) I shook my head. "And I'm telling you that Batman would win." I took Angels hand and looked Iggy in the eye. "No, he wouldn't! Spiderman has all these awesome powers. He can shoot webs! He would just stick Batman to the wall!" I shook my head. "No he wouldn't. You don't need superpowers to win a battel." He looked at me like I was crazy. "Yes you do!" we were nearly at our houses now.

I was about to argue more when Angel screamed and jumped behind me. What the hell? I looked up to see Jeb standing at the front door. He looked like he was trying not to fall over. His clothes were ruffeled and his hair was all messed up. He was the most drunk I had ever seen him. "Who is that?" Iggy asked, still confused. He didn't know about the abuse. No one did. We didn't want to be sent to foster care and then seperated. We were afaid. Yes, I Maximum Ride, was afraid of losing Angel.

"Jeb." I stated. My eyes flickered to the fence seperating our house from Iggys. "Hey, can we climb over your fence to get home?" I asked. "Sure. Whoo's Jeb?" Poor, poor Iggy. If only he knew. "Our dad." That was all I said before running with Angel to the far corner of the fence. It was easy to climb over, thank goodness. I climbed over first, then helped Angel. She was crying. I could see that she was holding back sobbs. She was shaking so hard sh almost couldn't get over.

"Come on." I whispered urgently. After pulling her over we ran over to the back door. It was unlocked. I stepped in and pulled Angel with me. She run to our room immeadiatly. She took my bag with her. I took a deep breath and went to find Jeb.

You might be thinking, are you crazy!? Well, some might think I am. But if I didn't find him, he would look for us. Then Angel would get beaten too. "Maaaaaaaaaaaax!" He was calling onto the street, sluring my name in the most drunken ways possible. I opened the front door behind him. "Yes daddy." I answered, putting on a fake innocent voice. I had to talk this was when he was drunk. Or he hit me harder. I don't know why, he just does. Calling him daddy felt wrong. He was no daddy, no matter how many kids he had.

I opened the door for him and stepped back. From the corner of my eye, I saw Iggy still standing there in shock. I quickly turned my attention onto Jeb when he almost fell on me trying to go through the door. He steadied himself on the counter. I shut the door and gulped. It was going to be worse tonight. "I didn't see you come in." He stated before punching me in the stomach. I doubled over in pain. How can drunk man who can hardly stand straight, punch so hard. He broke a beer bottle over my head. I felt the impact, put not the pain. I wasn't bleeding. Thank god. I really didn't have to option of going to the hospitol, so, I couldn't get that badly hurt or I would probably die.

He kicked my legs, behind the knee, nocking me to the ground. He wouldn't stop kicking me. He kicked, my back, my stomach, my arms, my legs, my head, at one point he managed to kick my in the eye. He kicked untill he was tired. I crawled over to the door of my room and knocked almost silently. Angel opened the door immeadiatly. I must have been screaming. Great. She helped haul me in and got to work on fixing my injuries. A six year old should never have to do that. Hell, a fourteen year old shouldn't. And a fourteen year old wasn't. A fourteen year old was the one with all the injuries.

I must have past out at some point because the next thing I remembered was being woken up by Angel. I checked the time on my very old cellphone. 7:00 am. Good, we needed to be at school by 8:30 am so we had just enough time to get ready and catch up with the others on the walk to school. After getting dressed and eating a peice of bread each we grabbed our bags and snuck out the back door, unseen by Jeb who was in the kitchen. He had work today.

Jeb was a scientist. And a sick, cruel one at that. When I was little he tried to inject me with bird DNA, that would make me 2% bird. Thank god Dr. M walked in and stopped him. I really don't want to be the result of a science experiment gone wrong.

After yesterdays fiasco (A/N: don't you just love that word?) We knew that Nudge wasn't going to Gazzy's or Iggy's in the morninng, so we found Iggy and Gazzy walking, and all together we walked to Nudge's. The guys were having a huge debate over what prank would be better to make Nuge's hair go frizzy. I thought that only happened when it was humid. Oh well. I better just ignore it so I don't get in trouble with Nudge.

I was slightly limping because I had a huge bruise along my ankel and it hurt too much to walk on. Nobody but Angel noticed. Nudge was just coming out of her front door when we got there. "Hey guys!" She said cheerfully before talking about a whole lot of random stuff. I couldn't concentrait on her, my ankel hurt to much to concentrait on anything. I winced with one of my stepps and everybody stopped.

"Max, what's wrong?" Nudge asked, too frightened to chatter aimlessly. "Nothing it's just, I think I may have hurt my ankel really badly last night. I fell down the stairs." I had to lie. I had to. They couldn't find out what really happened.

Nudge and Iggy took turns helping me walk to school, where we found Fang waiting for us. He took one look at my pained state and came over to help. "What happened?" He asked, seemingly worried about me. Cute. Wait, waht? Why am I thinking like that? Especially when I may have a broken ankel. Mudge told my cover story an they all took me to a bench and forced me to sit down. Then I proceeded to take my right shoe and sock off.

Oh my god! My ankel was at least double the size it was meant to be. Everybodies eyes widened, Angel started to cry. I hugged her tightly. "It's okay." I told her. Trying to calm her down. The others went to get thee school nurse.

I started thinking that the day would get better. Little did I know it was about to get worse. Much, much worse.

I have to leave it there. I bet no one expected that! But hey. I didn't either so who am I to judge? I think this is my first time leaving this story on a cliff hanger and I'm pretty proud of my self for writing this chapter less than 12 hours after the last one. Yay me! Anyway, please review! I love hear, or should I say reading, what you guys think of my stories. Bye

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