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Author: Ali
Email: RoswellianGrl22@aol.com
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters
Distribution: Please Ask
Summary: Liz's POV (after Max's asks her If she slept with Kyle.) (Max In The City)
Note From The Author: Short POV fic, it's my first POV fic so please be nice while reviewing, I bruise easily :)
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Why don't things ever work out the way you want them to? Why do things always have to be complicated?
I stare at the window. Gone.
He's gone, and I've driven him away.
That question, the one question I'd hoped he'd never ask. It tore at my heart as I watched his face fill with hope then his eyes lachrymose with misery as I slightly nodded my head, indicating a 'Yes'.
Now my own tears fall freely, cascading down my cheeks, and falling into oblivion .
Now what would he think?
Would Tess comfort him?
Would he fufill his destiny?
Love. Such a powerful meaningful word that can bring you so much joy and so much pain all at the same time.
But could I ever tell him the truth? Would he ever forgive me for deceiving him to the highest lengths?
Questions. Questions that chill me to the very marrow of my bones.
If I could only bring myself to tell him I didn't sleep with Kyle, throw myself into his arms and tell him to hell with destiny...... but then I would be putting the entire world at stake.
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Ringing. Ringing. I stared at the phone at it continued to ring. Would it be Max? No. I can't pick it up.
"Liz are you there?" It was Maria.
"Call me when you get this message ok babe talk to you later." Click.
My secret.
Maria knows my secret.
Secrets are horrible deceptions, I have never kept secrets from Max before, he trusted me before and now he probably wouldn't believe a word I said.
I sit on my bed and stare at the 4 small photos of Max and I, we were so unbelieveably happy then, those are the times that I want to have with Max and not just memories from the past, but from the future as well.
Faith. Should I still have faith? The little faith that Max will believe in me and we will be together in the end?
So many questions with very few answers. They fill my head until I want to scream.
I pick up the small glass elephant on my dresser and throw it across the room. Crash. Shattered into millions of pieces, pieces that can never be recovered and put back together into something whole.
I sink to my knees and find comfort on the hard floor, and scrunch my knees to my chest, as hot tears flood my eyes, and pour down my now hot cheeks.
My life could be like that elephant's gone into tiny little pieces, that mean nothing now. Why does love hurt have to hurt so damn bad? Love should be a time for joy and happiness. Can't I have all the meaningful glances, the special holidays spent together? The moments when the world sings to you and everyone else is a total blur except you and the one you love? To wake up with Max's head next to mine his body radiating with the warmth hes always had in his body and his heart.
I need Max, I need him to breath.
To smile
To Live.
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I've never felt such despair in my entire life, it rips through my body like a violent waves, crashing in the ocean.
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He told me he loved me, that night before he found out he was destined to be with Tess I knew he meant it.
He loved me.
Would his dissapointment in me rip that away? Would his love for me be replased with dissapointment? Despair? hate?
I can't even be to sure if I'm deserving of love.
Anyone's Love.
Max's Love.
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Why can't things be different? I wish I could wake up and this would all be just a nightmare.
Just a nightmare.
So many question are left unanswered........
THE END
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