Hi again,
It's been sooner than later that I've updated, but I am sad to say that I am disappointed by my lack of response. However, I am hoping its because you all are out enjoying your summer rather than hating my story, and will continue despite the number of reviews.
So, without further ado, I give you chapter…whatever chapter this is. 19? IDK.
…taken by surprise…
Fang POV:
Once I was sure she was out of earshot I whispered to Max: "We've got to bust out before we get back to the institute." She rolled her eyes sarcastically, as if to say 'no shit shirlock,' and kicked Iggy, who was laying beside her. "Ow!" he cried out, but shut up quickly once he realized where we were. "Crap." He said, to which I replied "You can say that again." To be honest, I was a little unnerved when Iggy had realized where we were so quickly, being blind and all, until I remembered that he was the one on watch when we were first taken captive. "So what happened, exactly, Ig?" Max asked kindly, much more calm than I expected her to be after the heated discussion we just had with the devil reincarnet. "I couldn't hear anything," Iggy began to explain, "but then they were everywhere! I didn't have time to think, to scream, before they had covered my mouth and I passed out. I'm sorry, Max. I should've been paying closer attention." "It's not your fault, Iggy." Max reassured him, "We'll figure this out. We always do." As she finished her statement, Angel woke with a start. "Max!" she exclaimed, and immediately Max began to comfort her. It was then I realized just how vital Max was to the flock. Had we been in this situation without her, Iggy would be crying out in frustration, Angel would be inconsolable, and my sanity would no longer be intact. Without Max, we were all just a jumble of nerves, and at any moment one of us could crack. She kept each of us from losing out reads, while at the same time keeping hers on straight and pretending (most often) to know what she was doing. I realized, with a sudden burst of intuition, that we couldn't have lasted much longer without the flock's fearless leader to keep us together.
Coming back to present time, I noticed that Nudge and Gazzy had also woken up. Nudge by her constant and meaningless chatter, and Gazzy by his signature…aroma, shall we say. "Nudge, just shut up for a few minutes and let me think, ok?" Max sounded tired and agitated, much like I felt. Nudge quieted her rambling while we all sat in silence, waiting for Max to voice her plan of action. After several tense minutes of awkward silence, Max began to explain what we were going to do. I was more than relieved that it was no longer my responsibility to take care of the flock. "So we wait until she stops for gas, knock her out and untie ourselves, and get the hell outa here before she can call for backup." A mumble of agreement echoed through the truck bed, and Max added "Until then just chill. Think of ways to cook fresh rat meat, I don't care; just don't draw attention to yourself. We need her to think we are airheads." Then everyone went about their business, and I sat again by Max in comfortable silence, awaiting our pit stop to finally get off of this road to hell…
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