"Fuck you, Fang!" I screeched, unfurling my wings and taking flight.

"Max? Where are you going? Max? Please don't leave us! MAX!" Nudge, Angel, and Gazzy screamed. I could hear Iggy whispering to them.

"She left because of Fang's whore."

I could faintly see the looks they were all giving Fang.

"Fang, you're an ass, you know that right?" I heard Nudge inform Fang. It was the last thing I heard from them.

I could remember that day (two years today) perfectly, especially the kid's pleas for me to stay.

No, it wasn't your fault. I told myself silently. You have to remember that it's completely Fang's fault. HE's the one who slept with that whore. HE's the one who was lying through his teeth every time he said he loved you. HE's the one who missed the first two years of his daughters life.

"Mommy?" my daughter, Victoria, asked, pulling me out of my depressing thoughts. "Can we go shopping? There's no more ice-cream."

I looked down at Vicky. Man, for a two year-old, she really tall, and could speak really clearly.

"Sure, Honey. But you have to get dressed, first." Vicky squealed with delight. "Thanks, Mommy!" she yelled running out my door, past twelve other rooms, and into her own.

For the last two years, Vicky and I and been living in a three-story, fourteen bedroom that Mom and Jeb had given to me when Vicky was born. The house was gorgeous.

It was on the smooth, sandy shore of a beach in California. There were days when the heat was un-freaking-bearable. But, it okay. I mean, no one but me, Vicky, Mom, and Jeb knew about this part of the beach.

I sighed, slipping out of my robe, and into a skimpy deep purple halter top and really short shorts. It was going to be a long day.

In the last six hours, I had been hauled (by a two year old, let me remind you) into every store in the mall, every shop in the strip-mall, and all over the huge grocery store, until we finally got to the very back of the store, where the

ice-cream was kept.

"Okay, sweetie," I said as she eyed all the different flavors.

"What kind do you want?" She was about to answer, when I heard an all-to-familiar voice behind me.

"Holy shit. Max." then he was yelling. "Guys! I found her! I found Max!"

I turned around slowly, and sure enough, there he was. The man who cheated on me. The man who had betrayed. The father of my daughter. Fang.

I picked up Vicky, who was cowering behind my legs. She knew perfectly well who this creature was. And she hated him almost as much as I did for what he had done to my life. To the Flock. To her.

"What the hell do you want?" I snarled, the venom in my voice making him flinch. Good. My hate for him was evident. It's not like I tried to hide it.

"I want to talk." Fang pleaded. My eyes narrowed.

"Why would I want to talk to you?" it was Angel who answered my question. "Because he loves you. And he really is sorry." I snorted.

"Yeah, right. Did he tell you that, after I got pregnant, that on those nights when he said he was just going for a walk. He was actually meating with at stupid slut? Casey, or what ever the hell her name was?" the Flock's eyes grew wide. "Didn't think so."

I tightened my grip on Vicky, seeing as she struggling to get free. She was ready to punch him, I could see it in her eyes.

"That's her, right? My daughter?" Fang asked. "Can I hold her?"

Victoria answered this one. "No." I smiled, setting her on the ground.

"There's your answer."

As I turned around, I noticed that only one person was beside him, Iggy. But even he was listening hard, in order to find out where the other's had gone. I then noticed that Vicky was no longer beside me. Turning all the way around, I saw Nudge holding Vicky, while she, Vicky, Angel and Gazzy examined the different flavors of ice cream. Just then, Iggy heard Angel giggle, and he walked quickly over to them.

Fang looked hurt that they all just walked away from him. Nudge noticed. "Hurting Max is the same as hurting the rest of us. I don't know about Iggy or the Gasman, but Angel and I wanna stay with Max." I smiled widely.

"Thanks, Girls. Now, where do you two plan to stay?" I asked.