Hi everyone! Heres the next re-written chap. Hope you enjoy it! Any suggestions let me know:0 R&R! Enjoyyyy!
Disclaimer: Fang: I'll take over since Nikki is crying because she doesn't own MR. Nikki: Back in the basement Fangles!
MAX POV
*BEEPBEEPBEEP* I whack my hand down on to my alarm clock and slowly sit up. Owowowowowowwwww. I get up, get dressed in black skinny jeans, a black camisole,and an elbow-length gray shirt and black converse. I slowly walk downstairs and grab some money for my lunch today. I start on some lunch to leave out for Jeb when he gets home. He leaves after me and doesn't really come back at a specific time. I check the clock, 7:30, I better get going or I won't have time to grab a foot long from Subway before school. I grab my backpack and leather jacket before I head out the door, locking it behind me. I stuff the jacket into my backpack and grab my bike and start walking it down the street.
I hear a door close and start walking faster. "Nice bike." I hear Fang say appreciatively from behind me. I turn my head barely to the side and say "thanks." and keep walking. I'm trying to get away from him because I usually have the morning to put my walls up, get my 'badass' facade in place. I'm finally far enough away to kick-start it. I jump on and quickly say in Fangs direction "See ya at school." Then speed off. When I reach the local subway I order a turkey foot long, piling as much stuff as I can on there. Then I get 3 big cookies and a bag of chips to go with it. I grab a water, pay and then head to school.
When I get there only a few people are milling about, so I walk in, then sit down by my locker and do my homework. As I slide down the locker to sit a bruise hits a lock and my back erupts into pain. I hiss in a breath and sit down. Just as I'm finishing Math and going on to History, Lissa her group, and the Jocks all walk up to me. I just ignore them and continue with my work until one of them sneers "Oh look, little miss goody two shoes is doing her homework, Like a good daughter." this stops me and I look up at them. "What?" I say while cocking my head slightly to the left, giving them a chance to say something different. "I said," Lissa says in her nasally voice. "Oh, I heard what you said, I was giving you a chance, Well, looks like you just wasted it" I say my voice slowly becoming a growl. They back up when I stand up. "Anything else to say?" I growl slowly, looking at Lissa. She falters for a moment than says "I'm not afraid of you." "You should be." I reply sweetly before swinging my fist towards her face. *CRACK* You hear as it connects with her nose. I swing my left hand when someone else's hand stops mine. I follow the arm all the way to Sam's face. "Bad move" I say my anger making me see red. I begin to whale on him and all the other football players join in trying to protect Sam. There were about 15 players all surrounded around me, my claustrophobia, along with my anger made me forget they were just humans and I began to go into auto pilot, spinning roundhouse kicks, double-handed chops to the collarbone, and upper cuts to the jaw. I stay on the ground the entire time though, not giving anyone a glimpse of what I'm hiding.
I look around in horror of what I've done. 15 football players on the ground,moaning in pain. I do an internal check, they only landed a few blows. I'm barely breathing hard. I grow cold as I begin to imagine the this Jeb will do to me when he finds out. I stumble out of school and run over to my bike, passing Fang on the just gives me a look of confusion. I throw my jacket on and kick-start my dirt bike. I jump on and speed away, I need to get away, I need to think.I ride to Los Angeles, our town is pretty close, and I pull up to a gas station on the outskirts of the city. I grab my bag and walk into the store. I need to change clothes, Our town is extremely small so the gossip gets around FAST I grab a 'Tourist' shirt and a pair of shorts, and a jacket with LA on it. I don't want to be reconized. I grab a quick bite to eat, re-fill my bike with gas and go change in the bathroom.
I drive back to our little town and slowly ride up my street with my hood up. I pull into the little space next to my house and cautiously open the door, dreading whats coming. I begin to shake with fear of whats going to happen. I slowly walk farther into the house, my foot lands on a creaky board and Jeb turns the corner, alcohol heavy on his breath. "Why you little bitch!" He yells, punching me in the face. I suck in a breath. I know I was gonna get it. He takes the bottle in his hand and bashes it over my head I barely hold in a gasp. I will not show him pain. I say to myself. I fall to my knees when he kicks me in the gut. Pain is just a message. Messages can be ignored. I think. Jeb picks something coiled up on the table. I frown, what fresh hell is this? He uncoils it and now I recognize it from all those old-time movies we watch in class. Jeb has a whip, And I know exactly what he has planned now. I scramble away begging, yes begging "P-Please! N-no!" He raises the whip and I squeeze my eyes shut just as the lash hits my shoulder, and I almost lose it right there. Another stroke of the whip causes me to bite my lip hard enough to draw blood, I will not let him see pain. I growl to myself. My resolve last's for three more lashes. On the sixth lash I cry out. Jeb grins. He enjoys seeing me in pain. After so many years of not showing him he hurts me he finally see it. He continues lashing me and my cry soon turn to bloodcurdling screams. I can feel my wings turning to shreds underneath the whip. Oh. Sorry. Yeah. you don't know. Remember how I was fighting the football team and I said they were just humans? well...they are. I'm not completely human, I'm actually 98% human, but I'm 2% bird. And let me tell you, that two percent has a big impact.
Long story short, remember when I said I was 'put into self-defense classes'? Yeah...It was more like fight to the death classes. Jeb took me to a place called the School, when I was just a baby, and they injected me with bird genes, It only worked because I was so young. After I had grown wings, developed air sacs, grown to be lighter and thinner, I was experimented on. Finally my mother found out and stopped it, but then she had left because she said "I can't live with that under my house". Jeb figured it was my fault but, all in all, it was his because he injected me.
Well, back to whats happening now. I can feel my wings turning th shreds under the whip. By now he has stopped whipping me and I'm just sobbing. "I finally broke you now...didn't I Maximum..." I don't answer. Jeb grabs my hair and rips my face up towards his. "DIDNT I MAXIMUM?!" He yells. I nod and sob out "yes sir." he drops me on to the ground and walks away.
I slowly, inch after inch, drag myself over to the bottom of the stairs. I drag myself up on step, my back feeling like flames are running over it. I have black spots over my eyes every step I go up. I grab on to the railing, grit my teeth, and pull myself up, swaying a bit, my vision flickering. After a few moments I'm able to walk, slowly and painfully, but walk none the less. I reach my room and fall into my bed, unconciousness sliding over me like a blanket.
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Smile at your haters, It kills them inside :) ~Nikki.