The Way You Make Me Feel
It was fuzzy when my eyes began to open, a black wall that was just beginning to break.
"Angel?" I asked, a cold hand touched my for-head.
"Shhh, Max. Lay back down." Fang pushed my shoulders back.
I shot up. "Where's Angel? I need to find her? WHERE IS SHE?!?" I demanded.
"Well, for starters, let's lay back." Fang's muscular hands shoved me down. "Now, Max. What exactly are you worried about?"
I starred at him. I could feel tears pulling at my eyes. "Angel."
"And why are you worried about her?" he stroked my cheek.
"Because, she's out there! Here-in the woods…or by a fence-or something. Um, Fang? Where am I?"
Fang laughed. "You're in the hotel."
"Exactly! So we have to find Ang-what?"
"Maximum. Your safe. We're all here. See?" He pointed to the flock.
"Angel!" I shot out of bed. Slamming into her.
"Wait, why the hell did you run away? Do you know how scarred I was? How worried?"
"I'm sorry Max, but I had to solve the Itex proposal."
"Proposal?"
"Well, Fang said," I glared over at him. "That," Angel continued. "The eraser's aren't following us, and the Itex guards basically let you guys go…"
I stepped back from Angels grasp, not realizing that she was basically holding me up. I fell over. "Come on!" I muttered. Gazzy immediately reached down to help me up. "No, no, no." I said. Picking myself up. "I'm going to go…take a flight." I said, dusting myself off and grabbing my bag.
I shut the door to the bathroom and showered. Nudge came in as I was brushing my teeth.
"You want some help?" She asked holding up a the Clinique bag.
* * *
Fifteen minutes later, after Nudge finished transforming me into a supermodel, I took off into flight.
The sky was blue, with a cool breeze coming from the ocean. I sighed, and flipped a couple times. A perfect day for flying.
I stopped at the beach. I quick dip could just help. (Did I mention I could breathe underwater now?)
I swam downwards away from the families enjoying the clear water. The coral began to deepen in color. A glint of light on my right caught my eye. (Oh that rhymes!) It was a golden color, gleaming in the sunlight. I swam forward as fast I could. The current picked up sand and other objects every second, and I didn't want this opportunity to float away.
The object was covered in sand. Covered except for the part that I saw. I dove into work, and began digging.
As I pulled the golden object out, I realized that it had a whole in the middle and a diamond on the top. It was a ring.
But the amazing part was the back. A small cursive engraving.
I love you Maximum Ride-Fang.
