Maximum Ride's Big Chase

Part 12

Max's POV:

He wants me? What does he want with me? I started panicking, he ready for what exactly? My breaths were coming out in short pants. Fang was saying something to me that I couldn't make out. He was probably trying to calm me down.

Then I got angry. Why in the hell did he want me? What the fuck did I ever do to him? WHY ME? I felt Fang put a hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me down still.

I shrugged his hand off and went to her up. He huffed and grabbed my arm, pulling me back down into a hug. Not wanting to be around anyone right now, just wanting to let my anger out on something, or someone, I shoved him. Hard.

He fell of the bed, I heard the crack of someone's head hitting the table by our bed, snapping me out of my anger.

Realizing what I did I jumped up to check on him, but my foot got tangled in the blankets and I went tumbling down on top of him.

"Ugh.... Man Max," he groaned out," what have you need eating? Rocks?"

Yep. He's ok. That's a relief. I chuckled," Why? Is your head missing some?" He rolled his eyes, and smirked before getting serious again.

"You ok?" He asked. "Me? Your asking me if I'm ok, when your the one who fell off the bed?" He glared at me, mumbling something about not falling and being pushed.

I leaned down and kissed him before he could say anything else. When we finally pulled apart he whispered," that was a dirty trick Max." Blushing, I got off of him, completely changing the subject.

"I hope your not a blanket hog, because if you are..." I left my sentence hanging and gave him a look that said it all.

He pretended to pout and whined," but Maxxx" I copied him," but Fanggg" earning a chuckle out of him.

He had finally gotten on the bed again, and under the covers. I cuddled up next to him, putting my head on his shoulder, I murmur, "Night Fang."

He reached over and turned the lamp off then wrapped his arm around me and replied," Night Max." A couple of seconds later he startled me," Max?"

"Hmm.." I was trying to stay awake long enough to hear what he had to say.

"Max.. I... I.." he cleared his throat, "sweet dreams..." I nodded, but I felt like that wasn't what he was trying to say.

I was to tired to question him, so I fell into a hopefully dreamless sleep.

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Waking up the next morning, finding I was alone in our room, I got up and made my way to the kitchen.

It was eerily quiet, almost like I was alone. But that was ridiculous, Fang was here, wasn't he? Mayne he went somewhere...

Checking the garage I seen our truck was still here. Finding it odd that Fang was no where in sight, I started checking all the rooms in the house.

Still no Fang.

I went back to the kitchen, 'maybe he left me a note?' I thought. There wasn't a note anywhere to be found.

Double checking to see if I missed it somehow, I still came up empty.

That's when I began to panic. He would have told me he was going somewhere, right?