Chapter Text
Thoughts
Fang's POV
I tried as hard as I could to stop the tears from flowing as lightning flashed and thunder roared all around me. She chose Dylan over me, but it's not unreasonable because I had left her. All I hope is that Max is happy with him, because that is all that matters. I guess that it was never meant to be. Flash. The lightning hit me on the wing. Flash. I got hit again on the head close to the brain. The world must hate me. I get killed by one of the only things I fear. It's ironic, I don't die when I got scratched by Ari or in the school; I die by lightning. I feel the current racing through my body, destroying the nerves on its way to my heart. I feel the wind at my back and the hard earth coming closer, reaching out to me. No matter, ground claim me for I have no purpose anyways. The inky darkness covered my eyes as the ground consumed me and I saw no more.
I could tell it was a couple hours later when I woke up. Why am I still alive didn't the lightning kill me? I slowly tried to get to my feet, but as soon as I tried my knees buckled and I collapsed. I am sure it took about ten minutes just to get up. I looked at my wing to see the damage the storm did to it. The wing was bent in a strange angle, enough that I would be earth bound for a while now. As I passed a lake I saw there was a purple cross shape on my forehead. All this happened because Max chose that three year old over me, someone who's been her wingman all her life. I guess it's a sign to start a new life without the flock.
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