Oh hey! It's me! I'm back! Okay, so you might know me from my other story Flying Into Love(which you should read by the way). So this story, is after MAX. Pretty emotional, i guess. So, read on my friends! (:
Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride.
Chapter 1
Max P.O.V.
"Guess what happened in Mrs. Garcia's class today? Can you guess Mama?" Destiny, my 5 year old daughter, asked me when I picked her up from kinder garden. I smiled. I loved this little girl so much. She was my everything, now that I had no flock. It's been 6 years since they told me to leave. None of them had any idea that I was pregnant. So I left, to try and find a place to live and raise me and Fang's daughter.
I pretended to think. "Uh, you drew me a picture?" She shook her head. "Okay, I give up. What?"
"Abigail shared her animal crackers with me!" She exclaimed as we walked up to the car. I glared at all the older moms that were looking at me in disapproval. They did that all the time. It wasn't like they had never seen a young mom before! Seriously! There was even T.V. shows about them!
"That's great sweetie." She smiled up at me with her 2 missing buck teeth. I loved her smile. It was adorable. She looked a lot like Fang. She had his dark black hair but my chocolate brown eyes. Weird mix, but it totally worked. "Are you two friends?"
She nodded happily as I opened the car door and out her in her car seat. "We're best friends. Sometimes, she lets me borrow her crayons!"
"That's great! Do you share with her too? Watch your fingers." I told her and closed the door. I got into the driver's seat.
"Yep!" Destiny said as I started the car. I drove to our apartment that was literally minutes away. I got out of the car and walked to her car door.
"Hey Mama?"
"Yeah?" I picked her up.
"Can we make cookies?" I sighed as we walked into the lobby.
"You know that Mama can't make cookies." It would be a great day if Iggy were here. He could teach her how to make cookies.
"Okay Mama." She said, sounding disappointed.
"I'm sorry honey. But we can do something else fun. Like-"
"Play dress up!" Destiny squealed. I smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, we could play dress up! Hey Danielle!" I called out to the girl at the front desk. We talked occasionally. We didn't talk too much because she was always doing something for her boss. He was a real jerk sometimes.
"Oh, hi Max!" She looked up from her computer and peeked over her desk. "And Destiny!" Destiny waved.
"Can you watch her for a second?" I gestured to Destiny. Danielle nodded.
I looked at Destiny. "Can you stay with Danielle? Mama has to go get something." She nodded and turned talk to Danielle. I walked over to the shelves and took the mail from my mail slot. I looked down at them. Bills, some coupons, magazines, and…a letter. Hmm. I usually don't get letters, especially personal ones. I looked at the return address. My eyes widened. That handwriting looks a lot like hers. But it couldn't be. Why would she send me mail after all these years? I shook my head slightly. I was overreacting. It was just a letter, probably someone inviting me to a wedding or something.
I walked back over to the front desk to see Destiny trying to climb over it. I grabbed her around the middle. "Let's go little one. Thanks Danielle." I carried Destiny up a flight of stairs and onto our floor.
"Hey Mama?"
"Yes?" I responded as we came to our door.
"I want a peanut butter sandwich!"
I let out a laugh as I opened the door and walked in. "Sure. While I'm making it, why don't you go watch T.V. or something?"
"Okay Mama!" She yelled and ran into the living room. I walked into our kitchen and got peanut butter and bread. I began to think about the letter. Did she really send it to me? Did they want me back? No Max I told myself. They do not want you back. They kicked you out. As much as it hurt to think that, I had to convince myself that it was true. Because if I didn't, I would just end up looking for them just so I could be kicked out again.
I could feel tears in my eyes threatening to spill. I couldn't go down that road again. I was happy now. I had friends and a wonderful daughter that I loved.
"Why are you crying Mama?" I looked up to see Destiny looking at me worriedly. I almost burst into tears. She was always worried about me, when she shouldn't be. She should be having fun, having the childhood I never had.
I wiped my eyes. "Mama's fine sweetie. Here's your sandwich." I gave her her sandwich and walked into the living room.
"Do you wanna watch SpongeBob with me?" She asked me. I nodded and down next to her. "This episode is really funny!" She giggled and turned her attention back to the T.V., eating her peanut butter sandwich. I smiled, watching he laugh at a joke. I was so lucky to have her. And I would never let her go.
At 8 o'clock, it was Destiny's bedtime.
"But Mama, I don't want to!" She whined as I fought to put her to bed.
"But you have to, sweetheart. We can't do fun things tomorrow if you're tired. Now, please, go to sleep." She finally calmed down and let me put her into bed. I sat beside her and stroked her hair. She always fell straight asleep when I did that.
"Mama?"
"Hm?"
"How come you're always sad?" She looked up at me with curious eyes. My own eyes slowly began to water.
"Because," I cleared my throat. I opened my mouth to finish my sentence but stopped when I saw her fast asleep. Thank God. It would have been so hard to tell her, to make her understand what I have been through.
I quietly got up and walked to her doorway. I took one more look at my beautiful baby girl, before turning around and silently closing the door. I walked across the hall and into my room. I had pictures everywhere of Destiny and I. I smiled, thinking of the things we did every one of those days. They were the best days ever.
I walked over to my dresser, picked out my pajamas, and changed. Today was a long day. My boss was getting on my nerves. But that happened about every day, I was used to it. I laid in my warm comfy bed and picked up the letter. It was time to open it. I needed to know what it said inside. I took a deep breath before opening it. My eyes quickly scanned the page. My jaw dropped. Oh my god.
OHHHHHH! CLIFFHANGER! BOOM! Who is this person that sent Max the letter? *raises an eyebrow* You'll have to wait and see!
I have a question for you guys:
Should Max's new best friend be J.J.? I know i used her for my other story, but should i use her? Or should she be a random person? If so, what would her name be?
Thanks!
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