Maximum Ride's Big Chase

Part 13

Fang's POV:

I woke up the next morning with Max cuddled up to me. I smiled, and gently wiggled my way out of bed.

Deciding to take a shower I headed to the bathroom, grabbing my usual black attire on the way there. Letting the hot water hit my back I thought about the events of last night.

I had woke up to Max thrashing and then she started to scream. After I woke her up, and she told me about her dream, I held her till she fell asleep.

I stayed up a while longer, thinking about Max, and how much me dying in her dream affected her.

I heard the sound of dishes being moved around in the kitchen, and the beeping of the microwave. Max must be up. I hope she's not trying to cook, she can burn water if she tried.

I finished up my shower quickly, so I could make sure Max wasn't doing anything stupid, like cooking.

I got dressed and walked into the kitchen, laughing at the sight before me. Max was somehow covered in syrup.

She shot me a glare before muttering," Stupid metal, and microwave, you'd think you would be able to put metal in it, but noooo." Causing me to laugh more.

"You asked for it Fang" she yelled jokingly, before grabbing what was left of the syrup and chasing me down the hall.

Unfortunately she caught me and started squeezing the syrup all over my head while laughing at my shocked face.

When we were done goofing off we went and got cleaned up. It took forever to get the syrup out of my hair, but thankfully I got it all out.

"Max." I declare seriously," Never try to make food again." She rolled her eyes and said," ya ya." Taking that as a good enough answer, I grabbed the keys to our truck.

"Where you going?" She asked me, slightly tilting her head to her right side," I'm going to go to one of the restaurants here. So I can eat good food." I answered her.

"I'm coming" she claimed, grabbing her shoes and heading for the truck. Shrugging I followed her.

"Where do you wanna eat?" I asked her while driving around town,"anywhere is fine.." she trailed off, I nodded then pulled off to the left, at a small breakfast diner.

There was an older man at the counter, he was balding and seemed a bit grouchy. A younger woman was at the counter next to him, she had light brown hair and dark brown eyes.
Both had employee shirts on.

We scanned the menu above the counter then ordered our food. "I want the pancake supreme, and a large glass of orange juice." I ordered, then looked to Max to see what she wanted.

"I'll take what he got, but with bacon too." Max told the young female worker who's name tag read Jennifer Joy. She nodded then told the cooks what we ordered.

"Y'all seen new around here. Traveling?" Jennifer asked, trying to make up for the awkward silence.

"Nope, we just moved here. We haven't been out much, and don't really know anyone here yet." Max informed her.

She smiled and stuck out her hand," well then, I'm Jennifer Joy, call me JJ, I don't know what my parents were thinking when they named me. Anyways, I'd like to be your first friend here." She rambled, Max accepted her handshake, smiling.

"You remind me of one of my close friends. She can talk forever without getting tired. The names Max, this is Fang," Max nodded to me.

JJ looked at me and stuck her hand out for me to shake, I complied. Our order came out just as we finished our conversation.

" oh, Max!" JJ yelled, waving her arms in the air, catching our attention," there's a party at my house tonight, you should come. It'll be at 3211 Wallace street."

Max looked at me and I nodded, she turned back to JJ with a smile and said," we'll be there."

"Yay! Oh and wear a dress." JJ told Max right before she went to take another persons order.

Max lowly groaned out," not a dress," I smirked, not thinking she would see me, but she did... and I got punched on the arm. Hard.

I jumped away from her, rubbing my arm. Note to self, don't underestimate Max's ability to punch hard.

We sat down at one of the tables in the diner, then started eating our food. It was delicious. Pretend I didn't say that.

"So Max," I mumbled around a mouthful of food," you never finished telling me about that kid you seen walking into the no trespassing zone."

She rolled her eyes," aren't you persistent, I told you already. I just had a bad feeling." She sighed and looked out the window, slightly blushing.

I knew she wasn't telling the whole truth, as I've gotten to know her, I've realized that she can't lie, or not tell the whole truth, to someone she's close too. If it was anybody else, it's almost impossible to tell she's lying.

"Max..." I drawled. She sighed, then quietly told me," he looked like... like Dog-boy..."

I just sat there, taking in this information before feeling my anger rise," why didn't you tell me, Max," I was struggling to keep the volume of my voice under control.

She looked down in shame before mumbling out," because.... I didn't think it was important," then she looked up, her face was hardened, and she starred right into my eyes.

It was then I realized I was being to hard on her, but by then she had snapped out at me saying," it's not like you would understand, Nick, I just don't want you to get hurt. By not telling you, I feel like I'm protecting you."

I flinched when she called me by my name," can you tell me why... so I can understand," I asked quietly, so quietly I was surprised that she had actually heard me.

Her face softened a bit, and she nodded," but not here, there's to many people here."

Relief filled me, and I gave her a soft smile," thanks" she smiled back, but I could tell it was forced.

Five minutes later we were out of the diner, in the truck, and headed home. The ride home was silent, I didn't say anything to her.

Hopefully thinking she was trying to figure out how she was going to tell me about her... issue.

Max's POV:

How was I going to tell him? I mean.. this is a difficult thing to talk about. Even though I got over it years ago, I had to go to a councilor through my whole high school year.

This is also a part of the reason I joined the FBI, so I could help people that have been through things like me.

I know it's ridiculous of me to panic about this, I can tell Fang anything, but I can't help to worry about what he would say.

Would he think I was weak? How would he react to me telling him? Would he get mad? Or have sympathy towards me?

Because when I was 14, my 'father,' Jeb, tried to rape me. Is that a good enough reason for me to want to keep seeing Dog-boy to myself?
______________________
Opinions people. I need opinions. Pretty pretty please o^0
Comments and vote plz.
Till next time.