Chapter 4
My entire body was stiff and sore; I hadn’t realized how long it’s been since I slept on the ground. I opened my eyes slowly my heart racing. I sat up and looked around. I was alone, where was Dylan? Panic surged through me and I jumped to my feet only to immediately fall back down with brutal pain in my stomach.
“Don’t move, Max.” Dylan smirked. “You need to rest for a minute then you can go off and save the world.” Dylan came from behind a bush. He looked fine except for his nose was bleeding and cracked to the side. It was actually really gross. He came and sat next to me. “I think you broke my nose.”
“Sorry.” I signed. I looked around; sunlight peered through the long tree branches beautifully. Birds sang making me smile. “What time is it?” I asked Dylan.
“A little past ten, Jeb is probably freaking out.” Dylan smirked. That made me smile. I could imagine Jeb storming around the house complaining to everyone that we still weren’t back yet. Hopefully he was driving Fangs gang crazy. That would be great.
I pulled myself up ignoring the pain. My feet ached from the heels so I pulled them off revealing the blisters. Ugh, super. I throw the heels in the bushes knowing I wasn’t going to be wearing them again. They hurt my feet to bad, and it’s not like we could return them. Too much of my blood was in them anyway. I walked on the rough ground and took a running start diving into the canyon. My wings opened catching me. I smiled loving flying. I soared toward the house. Dylan followed close behind. When the house came into view we landing in the front yard, which was just dirt. I walked slowly up to the front door opening it quickly. The smell of bacon hit me making my stomach growl. Iggy was in the kitchen cooking as usual, Gazzy and Nudge sat on couch next to Jeb. Of course, Angel and Maya sat on the other couch. Fang stood in the kitchen with Ratchet, Iggy, and Holden. Everyone got quiet when we walked in, their eyes widened when they saw Dylan and his messed up nose.
“Dylan! What happened to your nose?!” Jeb exclaimed getting to his feet. “Max broke it.” He smirked casually.
“Maximum!” Jeb burst glaring at me.
“What?!” I burst. “It was an accident, I missed the guy I was aiming for and my fist hit
Dylan instead.” Jeb eyes widened and he rubbed his head frustrated. Maybe that wasn’t the best thing to say.
“You got attacked?” Jeb asked.
“A little.” I mumbled. “But, it was nothing we couldn’t handle.” I insisted. Jeb looked at me annoyed and I knew he wasn’t buying it. “Jeb, we are fine. Some broken ribs… maybe some damaged organs…but other than that we are fine.” I suddenly realized I convinced myself that we weren’t fine.
“What exactly happened?” Jeb asked me. Dylan shut the front door and walked down the hall to his room leaving me to deal with Jeb. What a wimp.
“Look, Jeb I will happily explain to you what happened but I’m tried and sore and I want to go shower.” I insisted. He nodded.
“Um, Max where are your shoes?” Nudge asked. I hadn’t noticed she came in the room. “Um… in a bush.” I sighed walking down the hallway. “By the way whoever invented heels… I’m going to kill them”
