Thunder: Back Through the Rain-Chapter 9
By MyNameIsCAL
Ahem, just a warning, we shall enter Miggy territory. So, yes, for a while, we'll have to put up with Iggy and Max being together. But it's not real, so don't worry. Max and Fang will work out in the end, hopefully. Teehee. Anyway, on with the story. Thanks for reading.
---Fang's POV---
Time moved slowly, especially when you were watching the girl you loved the most more than anything else run around with your best friend. Ella and I often sat and wondered what exactly was going on.
"She's lonely," Ella said.
"And he's trying to be nice," I concluded. It was the same conversation every day. Maybe the question we should have been asking was what Iggy and Max thought about the time I spent around Ella now. But it wasn't to the extent where we were running around with each other. It was more of a therapy group, Ella and me.
"I think I might be jealous," Ella admitted.
"Yeah, me too," I agreed bitterly.
"Why don't you try talking to her?" Ella suggested.
I shook my head. "She doesn't want to. That's what Iggy said. Why don't you talk to Iggy?"
Ella frowned. "He's always busy with Max."
Nudge entered the kitchen. "Where are they now?"
"Frolicking in a meadow," I answered sarcastically.
"They went to the mall. Gazzy tagged along," Ella told Nudge.
"Why didn't you go?"
"Because I can't walk," I snapped.
"Not you." Nudge rolled her eyes. "I meant Ella."
"Because I can't stand to see the two of them together," Ella said, calmly.
"Yeah, me too," Nudge said.
And so the therapy group turned into three.
---Iggy's POV---
When I get home, Ella, Nudge, and Fang leave the kitchen. Gazzy followed after them. I suddenly realized Max and I are holding hands.
"I'm hungry," Max said.
I let go of her hand and started to make food. What was I doing with Max?
---Fang's POV---
"Well, shoot me now." Our group, plus Gazzy now, migrated to my room.
"I wish I never went with them," Gazzy muttered. "It was like I was invisible."
"Iggy cares too much," Ella sighed.
Pain rushed through my leg. I winced, gripping it. It would pass in a minute.
"Someone needs to talk to them," Nudge suddenly spoke up.
We had been saying that for the past week now, yet none of us had the courage to do it.
"Where's Angel?" Ella questioned.
Ah, Angel. Maybe she could talk some sense into them.
"Probably in her room." Nudge stood. "I'll go find her."
---Iggy's POV---
I must have been out of my mind.
"What's wrong?" Max asked.
"Mmm? Nothing," I heard myself answer.
She was holding my hand. We were going to the dinner and then a movie. Hell, there was something very wrong with this picture, and I couldn't even see. Yet as much as I wanted to resist and pull away from Max, I couldn't. Was it because I cared too much? Maybe. Could this actually be fun? Yes. Now that I looked back, it had been a mistake, but in the present, I felt like I had nothing to lose. Fang, Ella, and Nudge did not cross my mind once that night after I left the house.
"Don't you love the weather here?" Max said, trying to make conversation. This was so un-Max like.
"Yeah, I do," I agreed.
Max sounded like she was grinning. "How about burgers? I'm really hungry."
"Sure." It was easier to agree than argue anyway.
---Fang's POV---
Angel refused to talk to Iggy and Max. She said that we had to figure it out ourselves, and maybe she was right. Max and I were like three year olds fighting over some stupid toy. I had been convinced that she was the immature one though. Now that I think about it, we were both immature.
"They're on a freaking date now!" I fumed.
Ella stared at the table. "Yeah, no need to remind us."
"Let's go to the theater."
Ella blinked. "What?"
"The movie starts in an hour. We should go and see what they're up to."
She shook her head. "You're nuts."
"We'll leave in half an hour."
"I'll go," Nudge said.
"I can't stand them. I'm staying here," Gazzy murmured.
---Fang's POV---
Nudge convinced Ella to tag along, even though it meant taking Mom's car and driving without a license.
"Mom is gonna flip out," Ella rambled as we headed towards the theater. "You're lucky she's working late tonight. She won't notice it missing. I mean, you're lucky we have two cars. Fang, I can't believe you can drive. You know…"
"Ella, calm down," Nudge whispered. "You sound like me, going on and on."
My leg was throbbing by the time we got to our seats, four rows behind Iggy and Max. I sat between Ella and Nudge. We're fixated with staring at Max and Iggy instead of the movie.
"I can't believe we're stalking them," Ella sighed.
"We're not stalking them," I said. "We're looking after them."
Nudge elbowed me. "Oh don't lie, Fang. This is totally stalking."
"Shhh!" Some person behind us snapped.
We fell silent.
And no, I'm not trying to make it sound like Fang and Ella are building a relationship because they're not. I'm pretty sure Iggy and Max are already enough to handle. Well, thanks for reading.