"I said that your voice is stupid but mine is right." She replied.
"No I mean, what did you call the voice?" I shot at her. She flinched, and a wave of hurt crossed her eyes. I almost apolagized and gave her a hug, but I needed to know what she had called the voice.
"Ummm...Lilyana. Why?" Angel seemed shocked that I had asked. I'm just as shocked that she named the thing!
"She is not a thing Max! she is a person who helps me with big dicisions! If your not going to respect her, then dont bother talking to me! She is a part of me and if you dont like her then you dont like me!" Angel hasnt raised her voice at me unless she was really offended. I felt bad for offending her but that thing will never be a part of her and I dont even believe that she has one. I think she just wants to be the center of attention again, but that wouldnt explain the Fang dieing part. She could have a new power and not be telling us. No no. She would tell us just to brag about it. Angel get out of my head now!
"Okay, fine. And yes I do to have a voice just like you, but mine is a girl and I gave her a name so i would stop calling her the voice. She even likes the name." As she said it she held her head higher and higher, then truned on her heals and walked away to her room.
"Max, just forget about her you have more important things to worry about then some 8 year old talking back," Dylan came up behind me and reminded me.
"Dont remind me," I sighed and plopped on the couch like a fat guy ready to watch tv. He sat next me and looked me straight in the eyes. I normaly look away, but i saw something in his eyes that made it hard to look away.
"Max, we need to talk," His face told me that this was important and that we need to talk somewhere private. I stood up, walked to the window, jumped out and let my self drop like a rock. I love the feeling of free falling. About 20 feet above the ground I let me wings out and flew high into the air next to Dylan.
"You still need to teach me that. It looks like so much fun!" He exclaimed. "Come on. I know a place even you dont know about where we can talk," I said changing the subject. I never really liked teaching him what I know because the flock and I didnt have a teacher. We learned to fly by watching other birds, and just experamented after that. He is only a few months old, but he is smarter than the rest of us, beside Iggy. He knows how he was made, what he was made out of, who made him, when he was made, where he was made and why he was made. He knows things a normal doctor would know. So why can't he learn to free fall by himself? I dont understand why Jeb tells me to teach him. My mom thinks it's a good idea too. The rest of the flock likes him to. Why don't I? It might be the fact that the second we met he told me that we were made for eachother, or it might be that he was hitting on me when he knew I was with Fang, or it might be the fact that I found him going through my stuff in my room. I dont know about you but that sounds like a good reson to me. But thats just me.
Now lets look at the good things. He is nice and suportive to the flock. He helped me get over that Fang is gone and I wont see him anytime soon. He helps me calm the kids down when fighting. He puts them to bed when they fall asleep around the house. When they have nightmares (mostly Angel and Nudge) he lays down with them till they fall asleep, even if it takes all night. He can cook better than Iggy (and nobody can cook better than Iggy). He's hott, sweet, nice, and the perfect guy to any girl...hold on...what am I saying...I cant fall for him. I just cant!
"So what is it that you want to talk to me about?" I said putting the thought out of my mind.
"It's about Fang," He said it with no expretion and not taking his eyes off me. We flew a few minutes in silence. I was the one who broke the silence.
"What about...him," I didnt have the strangth to say his name and not cry. I tried to my face experetionless, I'm not doing a very good job.
"You have to know that I'm here to talk if you need it...anytime you need it," We landed on the edg of the cliff with a light thud. "Every day I see the hurt in your eyes. I know your trying to hide the fact that your hurt from the flock, you're trying to show them that your strong and can do anything and handle anything, but you cant and you know that. You may be fooling them, but your not fooling me. I can see it all in your eyes Max. I can see the pain the hurt and I can mostly see that your heart is dropping lower and lower each day. It's dropping because you wont let your feelings out. Your heart just gets heaver and heaver the more you wait. You need to talk about it and you need to talk now because if you dont...you will explode latter infront of the kids and I know you dont want that. I was going to wait and let you come to me but I just couldnt stand looking at the hurt any longer. You dont have to tell me. You can write about it, just do what ever you think you need to do. You need to; vent out these feelings. trust me it will make you feel better...I wrote about my feelings and it helped a lot. It would have helped more if knew I could talk to someone about it, but the person I only want to talk to about it seems to hate me," He paused and seemed in deep thought. I didnt want to interupted him and waited for him to come back from his thoughts. He shook his head and steped closer to me. "Anyway, just know that I'm here when you need me okay?" I took his hand and steped closer. I just couldnt help myself from hidding it anymore. I bareied my face in his chest and cried. He held me close and let me cry. when I had control over myself I started to talk. "When I read that note he said that he loved me, but if someone really loves you...then why would they leave and not say good-bye? It just feels as if he doesnt love me..." tears started filling my eyes and everything went blury."I...I just feel betrade and lost...unwanted," He held me tighter when I said that.
"How do you think I felt when said you hated me? The flock hated me because you hated me. The only place I ever felt at home is when I'm with you and the flock," I looked at his face and saw tears in his eyes.
"I'm so sorry! It's my falt that you ever felt hurt. Dont blame the flock...it's my falt." I pulled him closer to me and found it hard to let go.
"No Max, it's my falt. I came at you to fast...and you felt me as a threat...dont you dare sa.." I interupted him with a kiss. We didnt pull apart for what seemed like forever. When we finaly did he said. "what was that for?" With a smile on his face.