Fang's P.O.V.
Oh, that hurt like CRAP!!! Even for me. I had already cleaned out my brick bits out of my fist, but still even my fast healing skills didn't work as well.
"Fang, I can't believe you did that all for a girl," Gazzy said disapprovingly. I shrugged I really didn't have a good enough explanation for myself.
"Don't worry Gazzy, you'll understand someday," Iggy said nudging me on my ribs. I glared at him. He's blind. You see the logic there?
"Fang's glaring you like he's going to bite you Iggy," Angel said sweetly. Sometimes, I just love that girl. Did I just use the 'L' word? Shame.
"Oh my gosh Fang, I think this is going to take some time to heal," Nudge said. Whoah, one sentence. "I mean, I can just feel what Kelsey would have felt like if I was in her shoes. I mean, this guy suddenly throws another thug out of your way, then he miraculously punches the brick wall, and then he runs and flies away without any trace of…" Iggy stopped her. Thank god. I told them the girl's name was Kelsey. They didn't need to know.
After Nudge helped me, we were all sitting in the hotel living room just sitting and reading through some map coordinates.
"Fang? Aren't you going to ask me how my day at school was?" Angel asked, her voice was filled with sorrow. I turned to look at her. Was I supposed to?
"Er…how was your day?" I asked finally. Her eyes didn't change, they still stayed dark.
"I want to go away from here," she stated bluntly. Everybody stopped what they were doing and looked at her. Even Nudge.
"Why? We're perfectly fine here. My teacher loves me! She says that I'm the star student in my class, and no one can notice that I have wings. I'm doing a good job, right Fang?" Nudge said it so fast I had to take some time to comprehend.
"Why?" I asked dumbfounded. It's not always like that you know.
"I had a dream…" she started. But the tight atmosphere told us she wasn't done. "Jeb came into my dream…but it felt so real. He said there is a girl about your age Fang, that needs our help. He said she is kind of like us. He told us to bring her to the lab, and he could help her." She paused and looked up at us.
"Why should we trust Jeb?" I asked disgusted. "He's the one who made us like this!" I was out of temper now. Everyone stared at me, I was rarely out of control. I closed my eyes and gestured a hand for Angel to continue.
"He told us to look for her, and to bring her over there. He said he could help her. And I think we should listen to him for the first time. This seems so real, and it's not like we have the power to help the girl…" Angel didn't dare end. I was standing up now.
"It— was— just— a— dream," I finally said.
"No! You don't understand Fang, Jeb was literally begging me to save the girl. She was in pain, great pain. How are we going to help her?" Angel asked her voice full of sorrow and guilt. I couldn't stand it.
"Jeb is the one who did this to us Angel, understand the concept. He wouldn't help us in any way. And if he did this to us, why would he help a mere girl in pain?!" I was roaring now, and the little kids were curling in to themselves. I had scared them.
I angrily walked out of the room. The hallway of the hotel was narrow and no one was here. I wished my life wasn't this way. I wished I didn't have wings. I wished I lived a normal life with normal parents and normal friends. Friend…I wished I could talk to Max.
"Fang?" Angel asked quietly from behind me. I ignored her. She was six. She should understand that someone is out there trying to kill us.
"I understand. But this is a different case, Fang." She said.
"Jeb also said the girl's name," Angel whispered. I sighed frustrated and ran fingers through my hair.
"What is it Angel?" I asked through gritted teeth knowing she was itching to tell me.
"It's Max. Weird name isn't it? But I wouldn't really say that…your name is Fang." She stopped ranting nervously.
A thought struck me first thing when I heard that one syllable name.
"Fang? Do you know Max? How? Are you keeping a secret away from the flock?" Angel asked changing her cute posture.
I didn't answer her. I was busy trying to comprehend things myself. Wait, Max? The Max? The Max that I like? The Max at the school, that small building where everyone is gathered?
Angel gasped. "Max goes to your school?! Well, that's great! We can make friends with her and take her to the…you know where…"
"Exactly. We don't want to take her to a place where it is named 'you know where'," I retorted back angrily. Iggy stepped out just at the right time.
"What's going on?" he asked summing everything up.
"Fang knows the girl in my dream. Her name's Max." Angel said oh-so subtly.
"You do? Dude, let's leave now then."
"What?! You want to go back there too?" I asked testing his sanity.
"No…but there was another part to the dream…" Iggy stopped shifting nervously foot to foot.
"What is it? Angel tell me," I demanded.
"Jeb said that…if we bring Max to him and he can help save her because he loves her, he said…he will cure Iggy," she said. Cure Iggy? Of course, Iggy's blindness.
Now it was getting difficult. Was I going to think for the one person I have lived my entire life with and who always hated being disable with being blind, or the person I had just met today and I loved?
"Um…" intelligent, Fang. Very intelligent I told myself.
"Are you deliberating?" Iggy asked frustrated by my obvious hesitation. "Are you saying you don't want me to see again?! Because you guys want to feel useful around here, and if there is no one who can't see, you'll feel completely useless? Fine, go chase your girlfriend or whatever!" Iggy stepped back inside slamming the door so hard it could break right off the hinges.
My head was breaking apart, and so was my life. I blamed it all at the white coats. Yeah, that's what I did every time I needed to blame someone. But it didn't soothe me any more than this.
First thing was first. I was going to talk to Max, hear her voice. And maybe that would clear my thoughts.
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Max's P.O.V.
When I came back home, and I said 'bye' to Hannah, I was glad to be by myself. The house empty, and my mom was luckily not home. My dad was coming home soon though. Ouch. My head hurt, and it was hard to balance myself upright.
I found some medicines to take for the headache, and I cleaned the wound with difficulty. It was bleeding a little bit…fortunately. I hated having long hair, it got in the way when you had a head injury. But then again, it wasn't every day you got one.
Finally, I was settled down and getting myself a bit of dinner and trying to set up the table before my parents came like a good little daughter would, when suddenly, a huge head throttle came, and I had to lie down.
I lay down, and before I could think about anything else, I was dreaming of a nice hot fudge sundae.
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