A/N : Just a little insight into how Logan feels when Max gets out of the
car in DDA. R&R please ^ . ^!!
"I always got your back"- the words echoed in my mind as she walked out of the car, as the day was over I felt used and alone. Wasn't it my right to choose if I wanted to risk death to be with her? Don't get me wrong, I don't have a death wish, but I'd do anything to save Max from being exposed and thrown into the vicious jaws of the public, so hungry to exterminate anything different from them. That was why I jumped into my car as soon as I saw the news about Joshua, I knew she'd already be there doing her best to save him. That is Max, reckless, beautiful and so caring, sometimes I wonder how she managed to stay that way with all she went through. Manticore couldn't break her in the end.
To my surprise, as I got to the scene, Alec was already there. Somewhere in the middle of this he must've learned how to give a damn, I have to admit Joshua really grows on you, but I don't think I expected it from Alec anyway.
Alec, did he take over my place with Max? Is he that someone that Max traded me for? I don't think I really believe that, but it's a reason, a reason that's easier to accept than this damn virus. When I saw them together outside of Max's apartment building, I was so jealous, I swear I can remember just how hot the blood bubbling inside my veins was. It hurt so much to see how right Max and Alec looked together, after all Manticore must've paired them off for a reason, right? They've both been through hell and back, I haven't. I am not strong or flawless like him. Unlike them I was never genetically engineered and raised in a test tube - does that make a difference? A difference to Max? She told me once all she wanted was to be normal, and I jokingly said she'd never be. I think I see that now as the reality, I used to give Max a feeling of being normal – a way for her to fit in. We don't have that anymore, the year that we danced around each other like hopeless teens is gone.
How do you have a relationship with someone you can't even touch? She can touch him though … is that what she wants?
As Max walks out of the car I realize that, even though she will never admit it, her and Alec need each other, because they are the same.
As I drive back home, hearing the Evangelist's preaching on the radio, I can not help but think how wrong they all are, wrong and afraid. Because as different as the transgenics are – they feel, just like you and me, they feel the pain of love.
"I always got your back"- the words echoed in my mind as she walked out of the car, as the day was over I felt used and alone. Wasn't it my right to choose if I wanted to risk death to be with her? Don't get me wrong, I don't have a death wish, but I'd do anything to save Max from being exposed and thrown into the vicious jaws of the public, so hungry to exterminate anything different from them. That was why I jumped into my car as soon as I saw the news about Joshua, I knew she'd already be there doing her best to save him. That is Max, reckless, beautiful and so caring, sometimes I wonder how she managed to stay that way with all she went through. Manticore couldn't break her in the end.
To my surprise, as I got to the scene, Alec was already there. Somewhere in the middle of this he must've learned how to give a damn, I have to admit Joshua really grows on you, but I don't think I expected it from Alec anyway.
Alec, did he take over my place with Max? Is he that someone that Max traded me for? I don't think I really believe that, but it's a reason, a reason that's easier to accept than this damn virus. When I saw them together outside of Max's apartment building, I was so jealous, I swear I can remember just how hot the blood bubbling inside my veins was. It hurt so much to see how right Max and Alec looked together, after all Manticore must've paired them off for a reason, right? They've both been through hell and back, I haven't. I am not strong or flawless like him. Unlike them I was never genetically engineered and raised in a test tube - does that make a difference? A difference to Max? She told me once all she wanted was to be normal, and I jokingly said she'd never be. I think I see that now as the reality, I used to give Max a feeling of being normal – a way for her to fit in. We don't have that anymore, the year that we danced around each other like hopeless teens is gone.
How do you have a relationship with someone you can't even touch? She can touch him though … is that what she wants?
As Max walks out of the car I realize that, even though she will never admit it, her and Alec need each other, because they are the same.
As I drive back home, hearing the Evangelist's preaching on the radio, I can not help but think how wrong they all are, wrong and afraid. Because as different as the transgenics are – they feel, just like you and me, they feel the pain of love.