Hey! I'm back with another part of this fic! This is actually about Fang's expiration, so, enjoy?
Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride, the rights to the characters expirations, or You Found Me by The Fray.
Fang's POV
Max's funeral; it changed everything. From that day forward, I was and am marked as soon to be expired. My fate is not to be as Max's; there's no way for me to breathe my last breaths in the arms of the one I've loved forever. The closest I'll come is being held by the rest of my adoptive family. The ones I am soon to leave behind.
I found God on the corner of 1st and Amistad
Where the West was all but won
All alone, smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?" He said, "Ask anything"
I spent my last week in my room, driving myself into insanity. I haven't seen sunlight and I haven't had contact with life outside of this room since the day I locked my door to keep myself from the chaos of the outside world. I know; I've already gone over the edge into insanity. I've actually found myself cursing God for creating me. I've cursed his name for taking Max, for threatening to take me as well.
Where were you when everything was falling apart?
All my days were spent by the telephone that never rang
And all I needed was a call that never came
To the corner of 1st and Amistad
I've found myself looking longingly at Max's portrait in my room and whispering as tears track down my cheeks, "Where are you? My life is falling apart. I-I need you." I half expect to hear Max's voice ring through the silence, like a telephone, in response, "I'm always with you."
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late, you found me, you found me
I am lost. My life is behind me. I'm better off dead. I've considered suicide. I'm still here.
But in the end everyone ends up alone
Losing her, the only one who's ever known
Who I am, who I'm not and who I wanna be
No way to know how long she will be next to me
I owe too much to my flock, to Max, to give up now. Sure, I've locked myself in my room, alone and depressed, but at least I'm still here. I've may have gone into depression but in no way have I given up.
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late, you found me, you found me!
Eventually, everything is put into perspective. I'm lost to the point beyond finding. There's no memory of my past. Now, I have to look to the future. Now, I plan my next move.
The early morning, the city breaks
And I've been calling for years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
You never sent me no letters
You got some kind of nerve taking all I want!
My last day, my last chance at living. I have no one. My flock is there, but I'm not. I'm not there to rely on, to take comfort from, to watch them grow up. Wearily, I unlock my door and view the outside hallway for the first and last time in weeks. I walk into the kitchen for the last time.
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor, where were you? Where were you?
My hand grips the cool handle of the knife, and I wince. There's no hope for me. I've just extended my life, but for who? For what reason? None. My flock has adapted to a life without Max, a life without me. I've been in denial for far too long. It's my time to go.
Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late, you found me, you found me!
My hand turns; the knife is sharp and pointed directly at my heart in a very Romeo and Juliet fashion. Slowly, the knife approaches my body. Then, I am frozen. My throat squeezes, and I drop the knife from my grasp before I can even feel the cool blade slice my skin. My knees weaken, and I fall just inches from the very knife I planned to use to end my life. Now, I am paralyzed. I can feel my body shutting down; I can hear the screams of the flock as they find me on the floor, gasping for life. I am too far gone.
Why'd you have to wait to find me, to find me?
Awe! So sad! This song isn't even meant to be so depressing…
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