Okay, so I don't own Maximum Ride. But I do own Jasmine! Yeah, moving on. This takes place after TFW, as if it was the last book in the series. (*Shudders*)
Max's POV
Hey, it's me, Max, and boy have I messed up this time. Actually, that's an understatement. I've more than messed up. I've basically killed myself. (Emotionally, of course.) You see, I've loved Fang for a long time now, but I've been too afraid to show it. So now, he's married to the love of his life, Jasmine. Jasmine knows about our wings because her father worked for the school a while back. When she learned about what her father was doing at the school, she found us and apologized personally. Oh, and guess what? She has red hair! What are the odds? So of course, she and Fang fell in love. And now my life is officially over.
Fang had just told the flock that he was going to ask for her hand in marriage. (Don't worry, they're both 18.) Let's just say, I didn't take it too well. I ended up storming out of the house and taking a 2 hour fly. When I got back, he was waiting for me on the roof. I thought of every possible way to avoid him, but I ended up giving in and landing on the roof. At first, we didn't say anything. Right when I was about to get up, he grabbed my hand and said,
"I understand you're mad about this. I love you Max, and all you have to do is ask. I'd give anything to be with you, and no one else. But I need to know how you feel." I wanted to tell him I loved him, to tell him I hated Jasmine. But I just couldn't make myself say it. Instead of telling him how much I loved him, I started to yell at him for implying that he would dump Jasmine in a second for me. That's when it happened. His face turned red, and he exploded.
"I tell you that I love you, and you yell at me for dumping the girl you hate? Well you know what, Max? I can't be with you anymore. Looking in your face, I see love, but obviously I was wrong. So I'm done!" I couldn't let him leave. So I took his arm, preparing to say those 3 little words. But instead I stuttered out,
"No, I'll go." And I left.
I saw his face in my mind as I flew to New York. Yes, I flew halfway across the country. I wanted to get as far away as possible. Everything happened so fast, I never expected to say that to him. I mean, people are people, (or in my case, bird people are bird people) and sometimes we change our minds, sometimes we hurt the people we love the most. But it killed me to see them go after 18 years. Not just Fang, but my flock. The flock I raised.
To this day, I can't watch a sad movie, or listen to the radio. It always reminds me of Fang. Its tragedy and I only brings me down. I have no clue what to be without my flock around.
Nothing in life is easy, but that was the hardest thing I have ever done. I knew him like the back of my hand, and I really can't live without him. At one point I almost killed myself. The only thing that saved me was the fact that I would have let my flock down. I leave them, and then I kill myself because I can't live without them? What kind of logic is that?
I didn't want this. I didn't want to hurt him or my flock. I tried my hardest to protect them from the outside, but I was the one who hurt them. We're just people, well 98 % people, but sometimes it just doesn't work out. And nothing we say is going to save us from hurting the people we love.
And now it's 2 am, and I've lost my family. All I can do is pray that they know it wasn't easy. If I had another chance, I'd do it all over again. But I can't.
I'm sorry Angel, for leaving before teaching you how to be a great leader. I'm sorry Gazzy, for leaving before I could see you become a great older brother. I'm sorry Nudge, for shutting you up when you rambled; now I actually miss your voice. I'm sorry Iggy, for leaving before you got your sight back. And most importantly, I'm sorry Fang. I'm sorry I left you as leader, I'm sorry I even left in the first place. I love you, but I'm too chicken to admit it. I was afraid loving you would split up the flock, but I'm the one who left. Now all I can say is sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry…