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Chapter 10

Max's POV

One word to describe school.

Hell.

I walked through the doors silent and invisible, people bumping into me from all directions. I made it to my locker and met a pair of obsidian eyes, a few lockers down.

I blush and look down, avoiding Fang's eyes, still embarrassed from the weekend.

A hand slammed into my locker next to my face and my head snapped up. A girl about five inches shorter than me glared at me with a glare that couldn't scare a puppy. She had long bright red hair and cloths that could have been one of my swimming suits. News flash: reviling.

I gave her a half-hearted glare but she still took a step back. "I see you giving Googley eyes to my Nicky poo. He's mine and no one else's."

I had to keep from laughing. "Nicky poo?"

"You don't get it do you? Stop hanging out with him or I'll make you life hell." She says getting in my face. It was nothing to my 5.8. I glared at her and she flinched back.

"Ya, you're a little late with that. Some one beat you to it."

Fang appeared be hind the girl and I choked on my laugh as he mimicked the girls standing position. He had one hand on his cocked hip and the other lifted like he just snapped his fingers.

"What are you laughing at?" she demands.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang demands in a high squeaky voice. I put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing.

The girl whips around to face the person who spoke but Fang slipped the same way she turned and stood with his back to me with his arms crossed.

She turns back around, "Anyway, so stay away from-" she noticed Fang in front of her. "Fang!" she exclaimed.

I start laughing. "Hey Lisa." He says. "What cha talkin' about?"

"Umm, uhh." She stammers. "Uhh!" She stomps off.

Fang chuckles and turn back to me. "Sorry." He says. I just shrug and we walk to class after meeting up with the rest of the group.

At lunch I willingly sat down with the group and Iggy gasps dramatically. "Max? Sitting with us? Willingly? It's the end of the world!"

I frown at him. "Shut up."

He holds his hands up in surrender. "Hey it was just a joke."

I hmph and lean back in my chair and take a bite of my apple and started thinking of the events of the weekend.

Ari, Fang, Shade…

He stayed with Ari, which I kind of felt better about with Dylan running about. Dylan. He was supposed to be in jail. What am I going to do?

I was pulled out of my worry by Fang bumping my knee with his. He looked at me with worry in his eyes. I shook my head and looked down.

I can feel eyes on me as I stare a my hands. I slowly turn my head to meet a pair of green eyes and red hair. Lisa was staring at me and I am ashamed to admit, it creeped me out.

I stood up abruptly, interrupting Nudges rant about unicorns. "I uh, I'm going to the bathroom." I stand up and quickly make my way to the lunch room doors.

I'm ten feet away when a foot snaps out and I go sprawling forward. I just catch myself with my hands before my face hit, though my bruised rib caught the edge of a table.

I lay there gasping in pain while the cafeteria goes in a uprour of laughter.

Fang, Iggy, Nudge, and Gazzy are at my side in seconds. I sit there, clutching my side and gritting my teeth, a second longer before slipping out of Fangs arms and charging the few feet to the doors with my head down. I sigh as I slow to a walk.

"No matter where I am, the abuse never stops." I mutter to myself.

I clinch my fists and I come to a stop. Eventually I'm going to crack and crumble away. Eventually I'm going to break. How long can a girl keep on living if she doesn't have a will to live?

My jaw tightens. That's not true. You do have a will to live. Ari. And I hate him for it. I hate having a weakness. I hate having to care for him. But I also can't help but loving him. If he weren't here I'd have no reason to live.

I scream and punch a locker with all my force. The locker door caves, leaving a deep fist sized dent. It's better than someone's face.

I'd be able to give up my life and live forever with mom and Angel. But I have to keep living. For Ari

I remove my bloody fist from the dent and it falls limp by my side.

"When Ari is safe. When he doesn't need me. Then I can give up." I whisper.

A hand on my shoulder jerks me back to reality. I whip around to face a concerned Fang. "Max? Are you alright?"

I open my mouth to respond when he see's my hand. "Max, what happened?!"

"You should see the locker." I say gesturing to the door behind me with my bloody hand.

"You're bleeding." He cradles my hand in his.

"I don't care." I reply.

"I know you don't." he says harshly. "But I do.

For some reason, that sent a warm shiver down my spine.

I sigh. "I'm going to see Ari again this weekend. Do you want to come? He seems to like you a lot."

"Uh, sure."

I nod kind of awkwardly. "Meet us at the park at his house at about 6 pm on Saturday."

"Why so late?"

"Because, um, I have to do something for J-my, uh, dad."

He nods. "Ok."

"Cool." I say awkwardly.

"First we have to make it through the week first." Fang points out.

My heart sinks. Yup. Another four days of torcher before I can see Ari.

I look back at the doors that led outside before turning around and walking back to lunch with Fang.

But you know what? Anything's worth it for Ari.


Spoiler for the next chapter. Some big stuff is going to happen.

Let me know what you think. I'll take anything.

This is feather flyer so,

Fly Free

Until then…

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