Chapter 7
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Max's Point of View
I gasped awake, sweating terribly. Jeez. I REEALLY needed to get this dreaming thing under control. I settled down a bit and looked around me. I was back in the stupid hospital again. Dangit! I finally break out of this cursed place and then BLAM! I'm back again!
I looked at the alarm clock next to me. According to it, today was yesterday. Well, now its today, but tomorrow it was yesterday… I think. Anyway, it was about eleven thirty at night. The flock was lying around me, fast asleep.
Heck I thought Everyone's asleep, might as well use this to my advantage.
I grabbed the nearest victim to me, who happened to be Fang, and pushed him to the ground. He landed with a thud and woke up, ready to attack. I about died laughing.
"Max, you're awake!!" Fang leaned over and gave me a big hug.
Wait, if I had just woken up, then Fang hadn't kissed me. That never happened! This day kept getting worse.
"Guys wake up!" The normally un-expressive Fang said. "Max is awake!"
Nudge and Gazzy fell off the bed in the excitement, taking Iggy down with them. How we all fit on my small little hospital bed, I have no idea. I guess when an avian bird-kid is tired, anything can happen. Angel stayed on the bed and crawled up to my chest and snuggled against my arm. I gave her a hug, along with everyone else in the room.
"Sounds like you feel better." Iggy said.
"Ya, A little bit." I sighed. Now I just had to get out of this disinfected dump and then move on. I couldn't take being sick anymore. "Guys, I'm starving. Who wants to rustle up some grub?" The rest of the flock heard their grumbling stomachs and nodded.
"You guys go," Fang said, I'll stay here and make sure Max here doesn't die." The flock nodded again and walked out the door.
"Oh as if I need YOUR help." I shook my head sarcastically.
"You seemed pretty helpless when I had to carry you three and a half miles to get you to this hospital." Fang grinned and waited for my comeback.
"I didn't need your help… I would have made it anyway." I shot him a glare.
"You were unconscious, and your skin was yellow. You weren't going anywhere fast. And that," Fang pointed to the bag of blood attached to my arm "Is 2 pints of my blood, that you would have died without. You owe me big time."
I sighed. I had lost this fight, but when I was out of the hospital, I would get him back. I lay my head back on the pillow and stared at the ceiling tiles. "This place is retarded." I said. "What am I supposed to do all day, stare at the ceiling until they're done poking at me?"
Fang shook his head and lay on my bead next to me. "If it helps, I'll stare at the ceiling with you."
I rolled my eyes. "Ooo, I feel special." I looked over, and realized how much pain I was in. "And I feel like crap."
There was a long awkward silence, and then Fang leaned over and began rubbing my shoulders.
"I thought I had lost you." He said quietly.
"Well you're gonna have to try harder, because I'm still alive."
Fang rolled his eyes and leaned over and kissed me, which did make me feel better.
I slapped myself to make sure I was awake, and then looked at Fang. He was back to his old emotionless self. His brown eyes glittered in the crappy lighting, but its about as romantic as it gets when you're a mutant freak.
Fang's Point of View
Iggy, Gazzy, Nudge, and Angel came back with the food and we ate it all- all eight trays.
After that Max tried to convince us that she felt better, and that we should get out of this, as she said it, "antiseptic rat hole."
I convinced her that we should stay one more night, and she agreed reluctantly. I could tell the hospital was not one of her favorite places.
That night, Max of course got the bed, and the rest of us got to sleep on the hard, cold, linoleum floor. Lucky us.
But when everyone else was asleep, I forced Max to make room and lay next to her on the hospital bed. She fell asleep in my arms.