63Disclaimer: I do not own these characters they belong to James Patterson.
A/N: Alright, so in this story it's a few years after the downfall of Itex, making Max 18, Fang 18, Iggy 18, Nudge 15, Gazzy 12, and Angel 10. They are living in a good sized house near Dr. Martinez and Ella.
I looked Fang directly in the eye, "I can't stay here, Fang, I'm not needed anymore."
He seemed angry, "Of course you are! With you gone, who is supposed to take care of Angel and the others?"
I sighed, "I'm sure Dr. Martinez would love to, besides I left you half of my money, you'll be fine."
"What if we don't want you to go?"
I shrugged and fluttered my wings, loosening the muscles. I hadn't flown in a while; it was too risky, for me at least. I pushed the window open a little more and put one leg through. I adjusted my heavy pack awkwardly and turned my head to face the outside.
"What if I don't want you to go?" He asked, grabbing my arm and tugging me so I looked back at his face. I was frozen for a moment, captivated by his perfect face and beautiful eyes. I almost gave in, almost. I knew I couldn't stay.
"What would you need me here for? If you're so lonely, go find that little human girl I saw you sucking faces with!"
He froze for a moment, stunned and before he could recover himself, I had pulled my arm out of his grasp and took off. "Wait, Max! Come back, so I can explain!" He called, almost sounding desperate.
I ignored it, ignored what I was leaving behind and flew faster, heading towards Florida, where I had rented an apartment in Orlando.
-scene change-
I settled into my apartment quite easily, it had a living room, kitchen, two bedrooms, and a bathroom.
Now you may be asking yourself something like, 'What in the hell is going on?' Well, I'll tell you. Three months ago, Fang and I took making out a little too far, if you catch my drift. After that, things went downhill, Fang started to get a little distant and told me that we couldn't be a couple yet, that we had to sort everything out first, I'd agreed. Then, two weeks ago I found out that I was pregnant.
Why is that bad you ask? Because the day I was going to tell him, I found him making out with some gold digging, bleach blonde. I was hurt and angry; I knew that I would have to get away. If he found out that I was having his child, he might feel pressured to stay with me and I didn't want that. I wanted him to be with me because of me, not because we were stupid enough not to use some protection.
So, I'd devised an escape plan, I rented an apartment in Orlando, left five million dollars to my friends, and then got ready to leave. That's when Fang had showed up, he'd asked me why I was leaving and I lied, partially at least.
When I had arrived in Orlando, I'd put all of my stuff in my apartment and set out, looking for a part time job, after all I wasn't just going to live off of my bank card.
I found a job as a cashier at a nearby cafe`, it was good pay and wasn't that hard.
- Sixth and a half months later-
I cooed at my small daughter, watching her turn in my arms and wiggle closer, I stroked her small wings, yes wings. Apparently, that part of our DNA had been transferred somehow, but I didn't care.
She was a healthy baby, with her father's dark hair and black wings, and my eyes, except they were a few shades lighter. I giggled and finished feeding her. Her eyes drooped and I carried her to her room, then the doorbell rang and I grumbled, it was probably some freaking salesman again.
I put Lily in her crib and went back to get the door, where someone was pressing the bell repeatedly. I rolled my eyes and turned the knob, opening the door and froze, wanting to run, flee but he was blocking the door and I couldn't leave Lily.
Fang, he stood before me, the same tall, beautiful boy he was before. "F-Fang?" I stepped back and he came through, closing the door behind him. "Wh-what are you doing here, Fang?"
"I've been looking everywhere for you, searching through every state we have been through, and then I came here. I got lucky when I went to a small cafe` near here and showed the waitress there the picture I had of you, she told me she knew you and gave me this address." He moved forward, getting closer, making my muscles tense.
"Why did you leave without letting me explain? Sally is my friend, just my friend. She asked me to kiss her, because she wanted to see if she was gay or not! And guess what, she was!" He was furious I could tell, his eyes held that glint they only get when he was extremely emotional.
"Then, why did you like you were enjoying so much, huh? Why didn't you just tell me after instead of waiting till you knew I was leaving?" I realized I was screaming and I covered my mouth quickly, hoping that I hadn't woke Lily up.
"Why did you really leave, Max? Don't lie to me; I know you didn't just leave because you thought you weren't needed. So, why damn it, why did y-" He suddenly broke off, hearing my daughter's wail as she was woken from her slumber.
I scrambled off to her bedroom, nearly ripping open the door in my haste to calm her down and make sure she was okay. I cradled her and shushed her, rocking her back and forth slowly, gently.
Fang came up behind me and spluttered, "Is that...is that why you left? You were pregnant?" I nodded and held her closer. Cold fury filled Fang for a moment, why would she leave if she was pregnant, unless it wasn't his.
But then all of it evaporated when the precious little girl yawned and opened her dark wings. "She's mine, isn't she?" He croaked, watching my darling daughter shake her wings slightly before retracting them.
I glanced at him and spoke in what I hoped was a strong voice, "Yes, Fang. I would like you to meet your daughter, Lily Ride."