Return
Song: Angels On The Moon by Thriving Ivory
Iggy
I sat up in bed, clutching my wounded side, the muscles tightening. I grimaced. The surprise attack nearly two days ago had left us more than battered. I felt the bedsheets, I could feel the warmth of the sunlight filtering through the curtains. Small footsteps padded up to my bedside. Angel.
"Fang and Max?" I asked tensely.
Missing, still. Angel's quiet voice pierced my mind. I got up and slipped on a pair of skinny jeans, a beanie cap, and a striped hoodie. Angel touched my arm gently.
"You're gonna break her heart, you know." she said. I sighed, heading out the front door. I could hear Melody walking towards me.
"Iggy!" she greeted. I put my arm around her shoulder and smelled her altogether delicious smell of fall and sweet gum balls.
"Melody, we can't be together."
Her body froze.
"What?"
"It's too dangerous for you."
As soon as it left my mouth, I realized that it was possibly the stupidest thing that I could've said.
"I don't care." she stated.
"No. Melody, it's over."
She jerked away from my embrace. As she strode away, I didn't cover my ears though I knew what was coming. An ear-splitting scream of frustration cracked the humid are. It wasn't as loud as she could've made it; she wanted me to hear it.
-6 months later...
We faced the enemy. My sense flicked to one flamiliar face. Melody, with the One Light? ! The group's spokesman, a tall guy with long hair, helped her onstage. She gripped her stomach and wrinkled her nose.
The blond guy tapped the microphone.
"I'd like to entroduce Melody. She was with the Flock, and they left her."
For such a simple explanation, the crows erupted into boos.
I knew that Melody saw me. I could sense that her shirt hung tight on her, her jeans, loose. I frowned. She had lost some weight. The crowd raised angered fists.
"For her and her child, let's all defeat them! They don't deserve to live!"
Her...child?
The group charged. I catapulted easily off of the ground and flew onto the stage. As the fighting continued below, Melody's eyes shyly studied the ground.
"You're...You're..." I stutterd.
"Yes, Iggy." she said.
"But I left, and-"
"Not before."
"G-girl or boy?"
"Boy." she answered. I stepped forward and rested a hand on her stomach. My sensitive fingers picked up a faint heartbeat, next to Melody's, which, I noticed, was a little faster than I remembered. I pulled her close.
"I am so sorry for leaving."
Melody kissed me on the cheek.
"Me, too."
But then, a splintering pain erupted in my side, then blackness crowded my thoughts.
Melody
I cradled Kase gently. His shaggy, long, blond hair was beautiful, hanging to his nose. Somehow, he had come out blind like his Dad. I shuddered, remembering the horrible, ambushed death he had suffered. I missed him. I loved him. I forgave him and wished everyday that he would come back. He would never know his son. At sixteen, I'm a Mom. But no matter what anyone else would say,
It was never a mistake.
(A/N: I just had to. You know I did. As always, I appreciate all reviews. Like wha'd you think? I love your opinions, wether positive or negative.)