The Forgotten (A Maximum Ride Fanfic)

So this chapter turned a bit more angsty than I planned, and if you haven’t realized it yet, I am NOT a fan of angst stories. There are just too many of them in this world.  So we have a lot of plot development in this chapter.

Up until now, I kinda branched off the cannon Maximum Ride, and this turned into an AU story, but now we’re going back to the Canon style of MR, so expect a lot of action, suspense,  and of course, romance.

Chapter 15: Wyverns?

Max POV

            Flying out in wide blue cloudless sky did not take my mind off of Iggy or Nudge. Nudge’s never looked so broken; I knew about her feelings for Iggy. I now know about Iggy’s feelings for me. But where did that leave my feelings? Iggy wouldn’t accept if I turned him down because of Nudge, nor would Nudge. If I turned him down it would have to be because of my own feelings.

            These thoughts circled my head the entire time Fang and I flew in silence. Perhaps it even lasted while we began shopping. My mind was so wrapped in these thoughts that . . . well imagine my surprise when my finger came in contact with Fang’s. We were both reaching for the same drink. I gasped and retracted my hand.

            “Sorry,” I whispered out of habit. Fang nodded in acknowledgement but turned his back to me.  I tried to will myself to run after him, but my body froze. Tingling, electrifying sensations tickled my skin where it had connected with Fang.

A fragment of memory seemed to come back to me. I was walking hand in hand with Fang. We were on beach, somewhere beautiful and exotic. The air smelled like pomegranates and a sweet floral blend. There was a cone of ice cream in my hands. Fang was smiling, I was smiling. It was a scene too beautiful to look away from. Fang leaned close to me; his lips teasingly hovered above mine.

“Max,” The real Fang called, ripping the memory away from me. He was waiting for me at the counter, food already loaded for the cashier to ring up. I blushed, mumbled an apology and quickly gave her my Max Ride card, another artifact from a story I recently heard. I glanced at Fang, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes never met mine. We quickly loaded up our goods, and left the store.

Being alone with Fang was terrifying at first, despite how much our friendship had grown since I first arrived here. But there was something unnatural about our friendship. I didn’t understand it, so I kept my distance from him, and he didn’t try to approach me. But at the same time, I was drawn towards Fang. Without realizing it, we walked closer to each other while walking towards our clearing in the forest.

Fang shook his feathers out, and readied himself for a takeoff. “Wait! I nearly yelped and grabbed his arms. Fang paused, I took the opportunity to calm my frazzled heart and ignore my burning cheeks. “C-could we please stay here a little longer?”

“Why?” He asked so bluntly, I tried to stammer out an excuse, by for some reason my words never seemed to have any coherence around Fang. But he didn’t rush me. He grabbed the grocery bags out of my arms and hid all the goods behind a tree. “Well?” He asked when he finished.

“I . . . just wanted some fresh air. Could we,” I paused and wondered if it was okay to ask this of him. But my desperation was starting to get to me. I could NOT go back and face Iggy yet. “go for a walk?”

Fang shrugged and he spun around and began walking towards the street we just came through. He paused and shot me a look that seemed to say “Are you coming or not?” I smiled and ran up to him. We walked in silence. It wasn’t a bad silence. Fang’s presence was surprisingly very calming. I almost couldn’t believe I had been afraid of him. What was I afraid about?