Chapter Two
Max P.O.V
* "Max!" Fang pointed to the sky. I hadn't seen this many erasers in one place before. Instinctively my flock and I had all taken a fighting stance. We were way
out numbered this time. They were getting closer. "Remember what I taught you." I said prepared to fight. "Wow Max, you really think you can beat over 200 erasers?" Ari chimed in as he landed in front of me. "Do you count? I mean after all you're
like 10. Pathetic." I spat. Ari gritted his teeth. "You wait and see Maximum." He then signaled the rest of his followers to attack.
I swung my fist into an erasers face. He yelped. Quickly I turned around and drop kicked another. Three more headed my way. Instead of fighting me they held my
arms. An eraser on each side. I couldn't move. I dropped to my knees as one of them had kicked me in the leg. I struggled to get lose. "This is it Max. You're done. It's over. I've won." Ari scoffed. The rest of the flock had 4 erasers each, holding
them in place. Ari whistled. The erasers lined up my flock in front of me. "Fang first." Ari said coldly. Fang whispered "I love you Max." "No! No, please!" I screamed. Ari smiled.
"Let's get started, shall we?" Ari nodded to his companions who held Fang in front of me. They both began to dig their sharp teeth into Fangs neck from each
side. Blood was now pouring out of his jugular. They continued to maul him. I watched as his face went empty and thoughtless. "Fang!" I sobbed. He didn't make a sound. The erasers continued on his neck. I looked into his vulnerable eyes as his head
departed from his body, and fell to the ground. *
My eyes snapped open. I was covered in sweat. A tear leaked from my eye and slowly slid down my cheek. I put my hands over my eyes. There was a big white fluffy
blanket over me along with two nice fluffy pillows shoved beneath my head. I sat up slowly, blinking to get my eyes to adjust. I walked to the kitchen to see what time it was. The clock on the microwave said it was 3:22am.
Carlisle didn't seem to be around. He didn't deserve the burden of having me mope around in his delicate home. I frowned. I decided I was going to go back to the
place my flock and I had settled down. Should I leave Carlisle a note? I scratched my head. I'm probably just his charity case. He seemed very kind and gentle, but I knew there was something different about him. I didn't mind, I mean after all I am
a mutant freak myself. I sighed and headed to the front door.
The wind nipped against my face. Winter was beginning. I hate winter. My flock and I always struggled to find a warm place to sleep. We were always on the run
so we usually slept in trees or made camp somewhere deep in the woods. When it got cold we would all snuggle next to a campfire that Iggy and Gazzy would cook up. I shut the door and unflurred my wings, taking a running start, I was soon airborne.
The wind poked at my face making my eyes water and my cheeks go numb.
I searched through the trees looking for the spot my flock and I had settled down in. It was pitch black dark and my eyes were watering from the icy wind. After
forty five minutes of flying I finally spotted what I had hoped been our little spot. Flying closer to the ground I could just barley see Angels pink backpack. I stumbled on my landing as it was hard to see, I tripped over a log and hit my knee on
a rock. It ripped the pj pants that Carlisle had let me barrow. "Son of a bitch!" I whisper yelled to myself. Warm blood ran down my leg. It seemed to be a deep cut. I rolled my eyes. Great, just great. I thought to myself. How could my life go any
fucking smoother? I scooted my way over to where our stuff had been. Once I got close enough I noticed everything had been rummaged through and torn up. I pressed my chapped lips together. My hands began to feel numb. I had goose bumps all over my
body. I deserved this. Deserved to be cold. Deserved to have cut my knee open. I deserved to be nothing.
I sat in the cold musty dark enjoying the feeling of my warm blood making its way down my leg. Ten minutes later the blood ran cold and froze to my leg. Finally
I decided to lay my head in the damp leafs beneath me, holding my stomach as I shivered. Maybe I will just freeze to death, or a bear will come and eat me. At this point I was done trying. Done trying to be strong. Done trying to survive. Done living.
I had nothing to live for. This is what Ari wanted. He got his wish. I continued to shiver my self into an uncomfortable unconsciousness.
Carlisle P.O.V
Max had finally fallen asleep on the couch. I grabbed some pillows and blankets for her. I brushed a piece of hair from her beautiful face. "I will make everything
better I promise." I whispered softly to her. Why was I so drawn to her? Her smell, her face, her thin figure, even her breath taking wings. I smiled at Max as she slept. I stayed watching over her while she tossed and turned. Hours past by and I
began to get hungry. I sighed. I knew I had to eat. I had barley gotten any blood from my last hunting trip. I kissed Max's forehead very softly before I decide to go fulfill my need. I would be back before she woke up.
I dashed out the door and into the woods. After about an hour I had finally found a big black bear to snack on.
I stalked my prey silently before I made my move. Finally I snapped it's thick neck. He let out a quick yelp as his eyes fluttered shut. "I'm sorry, but I have to eat." I said to the poor bear. I then sunk my fangs into his neck. The bears warm blood flooded into my mouth. This lasted a solid eight minutes before his veins ran dry. After I was done. I cleaned my face. And began to head home.
I wonder how Max will react when she finds out I'm a vampire. She obviously knows I'm not human. I didn't try to hide anything from her. She didn't seem frightened
when I used my super speed around the house. She seems understanding. Sweet Max I'm coming back to you my dear.
I sprinted home. Opening the door as silently as I could, closing it behind me. I tiptoed into the living room where I had left her. She was gone. In the bathroom
maybe? I questioned to myself, but the house was silent. I couldn't hear her heartbeat anymore. Why would she leave? Should I go after her? Her sent was fresh so it'd be easy to find her. I didn't want to be too pushy. Maybe she wants to be alone.
I scratched my head. I'll just go check on her, if she is okay I'll leave her be for now.
Inhaling her sweet sent left me with a smile. I followed her sent into the deep forest. Once I got closer I began to smell her blood. I knew it was hers from the
little incident that had occurred earlier this evening. Worried I ran faster, finally approaching an unconscious freezing to death Max. I grabbed her shivering body into my arms. Her clothes were wet from the damp ground. Oh Max you're going to get
hypothermia. I dashed back home as quickly as I could.
I started a hot bath and put her into the water. She began to open her gorgeous brown eyes. "Hey Max." I stated slowly. She was still shivering. "It's okay you'll
be warm soon." I reassured her. She blinked and swallowed slightly, wincing as she did so. I then went to feel her forehead to see if she had a fever. Her head was hot but the rest of her was still shaking from the cold. She blinked a couple more
times. "You don't have to keep saving me, I can take care of myself." She said in a low raspy voice. "Max, you would have frozen to death by sunrise. What were you thinking?" I asked sympathetically. "I don't need to be your charity case. I'm sure
you have better things to do." She said in-between shivers. "Charity case? I care about you. You're not a charity case. You're a girl who has seen hell and I want to help you. I can help you." I stated calmly. Her shivers began to fade. She swallowed
again wincing in pain. "How about I get you some warm dry clothes and I'll give you something for your throat." She gave me a half nod not looking me in the eyes. I grabbed one of my long sleeved dark grey sweat shirts and another pair of my
pj pants. I brought them to the bathroom and set them down on the toilet seat.
Max P.O.V
He set the dry clothes on the toilet seat and left the room. Here I am again poor miserable Max. I didn't deserve his kindness. I was pathetic. I was worthless
to my flock and I'll be worthless to Carlisle. I gritted my teeth together and began to stand up. Once I put pressure on my left knee I cried out in pain and fell back into the tub. I forgot I busted it open. A second later, Carlisle was knocking
on the door. "Max, are you alright?" He sounded concerned. I sighed and swallowed my pride once again. "No." I whispered. He slowly opened the door. I was surprised he even heard that. Maybe he hadn't and he was just checking on me. "What's wrong?"
His voice was tender and sweet. I put one hand on the back of my neck embarrassed. "Um..." I pointed at my knee. I hoped he wasn't mad that I had ripped his pants. "May I take a look?" I nodded slowly in reply.
He gently ripped the pants more to get a better look. My knee was swollen black and blue not to mention the giant gash right in the middle. It was a lot worse
than I thought it was. I sighed silently to myself. Great Max now you can barley stand on your own. "How did this happen?" He asked, worry in his voice. I cleared my sore throat. "I was flying and when I landed it was dark, there was a log and I had
tripped over it and banged it onto a rock." I scoffed embarrassed again. "It's alright, let's get you out of the tub and I'll help you change into these clothes." I blushed. He held out both of his hands. I took them and slowly stood up on my right
leg. He then cautiously wrapped his arm around my waste and lifted me out of the tub. He had moved the clothes to the sink so I could sit on the toilet seat. "Why don't you change into your shirt and then I'll come back and help you with the pants."
He then left the bathroom and closed the door. I threw my wet T-shirt to the floor and put the long sleeved one that he had left me over my shoulders. Once it was completely on, I hugged myself. It was nice and soft. A slight knock on the door made
me jump. "May I come in?" He asked gently. I swallowed hard as my throat burned. I could feel my heart speeding up. I didn't want him to see me half naked. I was ugly. He again opened the door slowly and peaked his head through. He looked at me. I
nodded looking at the floor. "Don't worry I won't look." He said. He then grabbed my soaked pants at the waste. I felt his fingers gaze my hips. I tensed. He slid the pants off of me. His eyes never left my face though I wouldn't make eye contact
with him. He kept his promise. He didn't look anywhere he wasn't supposed to. He kept his eyes in a safe place. I relaxed a little.
"Alright, let's get your knee cleaned up." He said holding his hands out for me again. I took his hands and wobbled onto my right leg. Accidentally putting pressure
on my left leg I almost toppled over. Carlisle caught me. Without saying a word he picked me up bridal style and carried me to the bedroom I had slept in the night before. My heart began to pound. He put me carefully onto the bed in a sitting up position.
"Does it hurt to bend your knee?" He asked. He slowly slid my left pant leg up to my thy. His touch was so soft. I was still unsure about him. I nodded. He began to poke around the outside of my cut. I winced. Even with his gentle hands it still hurt.
This hurt more than my hand did last night. I looked over to the clock. It was now 5:47am. "I need to clean the cut before I can stitch you up. Your knee is pretty bruised. You should stay off of it for a while." He said. He left the room to go get
his medical stuff.
Great Max, now I can't walk. What is wrong with me? Why does bad stuff always happen to me? I frowned. Carlisle came back into the room. He pulled out a giant
q-tip and poured some liquid onto it. "Max, you should really let me numb you." He said before putting the q-tip to my leg. I shook my head no. Needles were defiantly not my thing. He had a worried look on his face. He then pressed the cold cotton
to my knee. It burned like hell. I cried out in pain. He quickly stopped. "Just leave it, I'll be fine." I said. I had hoped he didn't notice the whimpering in my voice. "Honey, it will get way worse and infected if we just leave it." Carlisle soothed.
I swallowed hard ignoring the pain in my throat and nodded at him once more. He continued to press the cotton of hell to my knee. I winced every time. Finally he stopped. He gave my hand and unexpected squeeze. I clung onto a pillow as he stitched
me up. He wrapped my knee up and put a brace on it.
Carlisle sat on the edge of the bed. He was looking at me. I looked up at him then quickly looked away. He put his hand on my shin. "If you'd like to talk, I'd
be more than happy to listen." His voice was genuine. I blushed. Honestly, I was fighting back tears. I wanted to get everything off of my chest but I couldn't speak. He sat there silently watching me. I didn't want anyone to see me like this. Weak.
Powerless. Broken. I cleared my sore throat once again. "I should go. I really appreciate your help. Thank you." I said lowly. I scooted my legs over to the edge of the bed. Carlisle stood up in front of me, blocking me from trying to stand. He then
knelt down to my level. "Let me help you. I can help more than just your physical scars." He whispered pushing a piece of hair out of my face. He was so kind. I think he actually meant it. His voice was calming and sweet. He put my legs back onto
the bed. "How about some hot chocolate?" He smiled.
Carlisle P.O.V
"How about some hot chocolate?" I smiled at her. I wanted to show her that everything was going to be okay. I would protect her. Be there for her. I wanted to
hold her. I need to earn her trust. I walked out of her room heading to the kitchen beginning to make her hot chocolate. I don't know why I cared for Max so much. There is just something about her that melts my heart. I want her to open up to me so
I can love her even more. Did I just say love? I sighed. I hadn't felt this way about a woman for over 70 years. The last one proved to be unfaithful. Max seemed more genuine then anyone I had ever met even though she hasn't let me in yet.
I walked back to Max's room and set the hot chocolate on the end table. Then I sat on the edge of the bed next to her legs. All I wanted to do was grab her into
a big hug. "How about I tell you a little bit more about me." I said. She looked at me for a split second then looked away. She rarely made eye contact. "I'm sure you recognized that I am not human." I took a pause then continued. "I am a vampire.
I'm 328 years old." I looked at her beautiful face for a reaction. She didn't seem scared. I was relieved. "I'm amazingly fast as you saw and also strong." I didn't say anything about the vamp hearing. I wanted her to be comfortable speaking her mind
to her self if I wasn't around. "Can I go down stairs?" She asked quietly. "Of course." I scooped her up into my arms and carried her down the stairs. I went slower than I had to so I could hold her longer. I placed my wonderful Max onto the couch.
Max P.O.V
"Now how about you tell me something about yourself?" He was perky. His question caught me off guard. "Oh..uh." I scratched my head. "I'm 98% human and 2% bird.
I'm 19 years old." I copied his statement for myself. He smiled. I attempted a half smile. He looked relieved.
So he was a vampire? I thought those only existed in fairy tales. I've seen worse though. I've met worse. Or at least I thought so based on Carlisle. I wasn't
scared of him. He was super kind. It felt like he actually cared about me. He was taking care of me. Fang would have done the same. He was always there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry on. I began to trust Carlisle a little more. I still couldn't
look him in the eyes. If I did, I think I may burst into tears. His eyes were so pretty and welcoming. Mine were broken and powerless.
Well I got a new story follower so I decided to upload chapter 2 xD R&R