The Disbanded: Divided We Stand-Chapter 32

By MyNameIsCAB

---Fang's POV---

Ted had suggested I get Max a necklace with my name engraved on it. He said he had done it for Cal and she loved it. I ended up choosing a nice heart pendant. When the price was shown to me, I had just barely enough.

"Running low on money?" Iggy asked.

"How would you know?" I asked as we headed towards another store.

"Why'd it take so long for you to pay?" Iggy answered, handing me some cash. "Don't bother to pay me back. And don't feel guilty either."

I guess both Iggy and Max had jobs where they got a lot of money. Being stuck as a cripple in a wheelchair didn't earn me anything. How pathetic was I now?

Iggy wanted to buy something for Ella. I don't know what he ended up buying her, but he disappeared for a few minutes and came back with a bag. Ted had gone and disappeared into an electronics store and came out with a bag that had a box in it. I never had a chance to ask what it was.


---Max's POV---

Two more days until Christmas now. All the presents were wrapped and under the tree. Ella was very excited to see that there were more than a couple of boxes this year. I was just happy to see that she was excited.

I think everyone was excited about Christmas. It had been a long time since Christmas had been celebrated properly in a family like atmosphere. Iggy even said he was going to cook dinner on Christmas. And I had to admit that the blindo's cooking was the best in the world.


---Fang's POV---

The past few Christmases had never been interesting to me. I usually ended up at the hospital Christmas party for the patients and talked with numerous doctors and patients about nothing. After parties like those, I usually left feeling lonely and empty. At least this year, I was celebrating with the people who felt most like a family.

Everyone seemed excited, and I had to admit, the Christmas hype excited me too. It's been a while since I haven't felt depressed and sad. I think I was actually a little happy about this whole Christmas thing. The last time I had been this excited was when I kissed Max.


---Iggy's POV---

I guess I was going to spend more time at Dr. Martinez's than I had thought when I first got here. It was great that everyone was in such a good mood now. Even the dark and quiet Fang seemed to show some enthusiasm when I said I was going to cook. I don't what else happened to Fang over the past two years, but I think he's hiding something and whatever happened definitely changed him a lot. Fang isn't the same unemotional guy I knew before the flock split up.

But at least he hasn't seemed to change entirely.


---Gazzy's POV---

I'm sitting on a bench in front of some Los Angeles mall. It's almost Christmas and for the third time I'll be alone. But more alone this time because I won't even have Angel invading my thoughts. It was kind of depressing actually.

But I guess I was lucky that I wasn't going to be trapped in a cage this Christmas.


---Nudge's POV---

Christmas again already? The scientists are all happy about going home. Maybe we'll be less supervised that way. Angel keeps telling me how we should find a way to escape. Maybe that would be our chance. Oh, if I could have one Christmas present, it would be to get out of here and find the others.


---Angel's POV---

Maybe security would get lax during Christmas. This could totally be our chance to bust out of here! I think Max would be proud that Nudge and I were trying to plan. Max always had plans.

I guess if we did get out of here, we would have to find Gazzy. As much as older brothers were annoying, I missed him a lot now. I missed everyone. Hopefully, we would be out of here soon.


---Max's POV---

Lying in bed with Fang tonight, I thought about Gazzy, Angel, and Nudge. I knew they were out there somewhere. It hurt me to know they wouldn't be having a nice Christmas like we were. Maybe even a little wave of guilt washed over me, but I tried to tell myself there wasn't anything I could do for them. I could search and search all over creation and not even find them.

My head rested gently on Fang's shoulder. I felt his hand feel for mine and I squeeze his hand tightly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Just thinking about Gazzy, Angel, and Nudge," I answered.

He squeezed my hand back. "They'll be okay. Don't worry."