Chapter 4
Cupid de Locke
(2 weeks later)
"Max, I need to!"
"Liz, I love you, but I will not put you into any more danger. We don't even know if any of this is true!"
"I 'KNOW' Max!"
" I said no."
"What?"
"Liz, we will not pursue this any further. Do you understand?"
"You know what, Max? You're right. I don't know what I am. Alex, Maria and Kyle don't want to find out. I'm not sure why I'm even trying. I won't ask you again." He was totally oblivious to the rage boiling within me.
"Good, now come here." He tried to pull me into his lap. " Where were we?"
"Actually Max, I just want to be alone right now." I turned my back and started to climb in my open window.
"Liz..."
"I'll see you around Max."
"What about our date?"
"You go, Max, have fun. Why don't you pick up Tess or something." With that, I shut my window, locked it, and pulled the curtains. The last thing I saw was a slack-jawed Max slowly making his way to the ladder.
My blood is boiling even as I write this. How dare he! Who is Max Evans to say what I can and cannot do? I know he's a king and all, but he's not my king, (well, actually, he might be, but that's not the point.)
The point is, Max Evans is not my father, therefore he does not have the right to tell me what to do!
I had been trying for two weeks t get him to teach me how to use my newfound powers. Would he? No, all I've been hearing is...
~~~"Liz, it's too dangerous."
~~~"Liz, we don't know anything for sure."
~~~"Liz, we can't risk anyone finding out."
~~~"Liz, there's too much we don't know."
And finally tonight, he looked at me and got all high and mighty. I just could not take it anymore.
********
Alex and Kyle have expressed a little interest in learning more about our origins. They aren't ready to accept anything or to start probing yet. Maria, on the other hand, has gone back into complete denial. She tries to act like nothing's different. Only, she won't talk about what's happened, and can't stand to be around Max, Michael, Isabel, and Tess.
********
I fell asleep soon after, and when I awoke, I felt infinitely better. A glance at the clock on my nightstand told me it was 10:00 pm. The Crashdown should be closed. I won't have to avoid anyone. I left my room, and decided to wander downstairs for a Sprite.
Things must have been busy tonight, because Hilda, the new waitress, and Michael were still cleaning up.
I proceeded to the counter to get my drink, saying hi to Michael and Hilda. I was getting ice when suddenly I was struck. You know what it's like when you get a really great idea? Well, the ton of bricks hit me right between the eyes, almost making me drop my glass.
"Hilda, you look tired. Why don't you go on home? I'll finish up here."
"Oh, no, thank you, but I don't want your parents to think I'm a slacker, Liz. I've only been here a few days, and I really need this job."
"Really Hilda, I don't mind at all. Besides, my parents are out of town for the weekend, so that leaves me in charge. Don't worry, they don't even have to know."
"You're sure?"
"Yeah, get outta here."
"Thanks Liz!"
I picked up a cloth and started cleaning tables while Hilda gathered her things and left. Michael and I worked in silence. There was music coming from the stereo in the corner.
~cupid hath pulled back his sweetheart's bow
to cast divine arrows into her soul
to grab her attention swift and quick
or morrow the marrow of her bones be thick
with turpentine kisses and mistaken blows
see the devil may do as the devil may care
he loves none sweeter as sweeter the dare
her mouth the mischief he doth seek
her heart the captive of which he speaks
so note all ye lovers in love with the sound
your world be shattered with nary a note
of one cupids arrow under your coat
and in the land of star crossed lovers
and barren hearted wanderers
forever lost in forsaken missives and satan's pull
we seek the unseekable and we speak the unspeakable
our hopes dead gathering dust to dust
in faith, in compassion, and in love
~Smashing Pumpkins~
I listened to the song musing how it sounded like the relationship Max and I shared. Max, how could he have been such an ass? I finished drying the last of the dishes, and started back out front.
"K' Liz, I'm gone."
"See you tomorrow Michael."
"Bye."
"Hey Michael, what are you doing tonight?"
"Going home. Why?"
"Well, I kinda wanted to talk to you about something."
"Yeah? What about?"
"Well, I still want to talk, but more than that, I really want to have some fun. I was thinking about going to that new place, you know, Club DME (Direct Martian Encounter...I know it's cheesy, but what business in Roswell isn't, still, I hear it's a great place.) I thought you might want to go, but if not, that's ok too. I was just wondering you know, since you didn't have any thing to do and..."
"Liz, breath." He was smiling at me then.
"Sorry."
"First of all, I never thought you, of all people, would want to go to a club, and second, have you forgotten, we can't get in. Liz, we're only seventeen."
"Well, it's not like I want to go get drunk or anything. I just thought we could have a little fun, maybe go dancing. And have *you* forgotten? You have certain 'gifts' which could make it very easy to change a school I.D. into a drivers license?" I couldn't help grinning. I really don't know what came over me. Michael had this complete look of shock on his face. Gunny how the keeps dropping his defenses. I think I've seen him smile more in the last two weeks, than in the entire time I've known him.
"Are you, little miss perfect, suggesting I forge fake identification for us and support illegal activity?"
I nodded and affirmative.
"I like the way you thin Parker." He grinned again. "Hey, what did you want to talk about anyway?"
"Nuh-uh mister. You go home and change. I'll run upstairs and get ready. Meet me back here A.S.A.P. Tonight we have fun, we can talk later."
"Ok, but one stipulation."
"What's that?"
"We take my bike."
I surprised my self as the words left my mouth. "Sure Michael."
"See you in a few Liz."
Ok, so maybe I wasn't being completely rational, but everyone needs to let loose every once in a while. Don't they? I mean, Liz Parker can have fun, especially when my life has done a 180( turn in the past few days, and my boyfriend is being a control freak, and my best friend is alienating everyone. So it shouldn't matter that said fun will be had with the aforementioned boyfriends best friend. Or that my best friend has had an on again, off again relationship with said party-goer. I know, I know, I think entirely too much. Ok Liz, no more thinking tonight. Just LIVE.
Cupid de Locke
(2 weeks later)
"Max, I need to!"
"Liz, I love you, but I will not put you into any more danger. We don't even know if any of this is true!"
"I 'KNOW' Max!"
" I said no."
"What?"
"Liz, we will not pursue this any further. Do you understand?"
"You know what, Max? You're right. I don't know what I am. Alex, Maria and Kyle don't want to find out. I'm not sure why I'm even trying. I won't ask you again." He was totally oblivious to the rage boiling within me.
"Good, now come here." He tried to pull me into his lap. " Where were we?"
"Actually Max, I just want to be alone right now." I turned my back and started to climb in my open window.
"Liz..."
"I'll see you around Max."
"What about our date?"
"You go, Max, have fun. Why don't you pick up Tess or something." With that, I shut my window, locked it, and pulled the curtains. The last thing I saw was a slack-jawed Max slowly making his way to the ladder.
My blood is boiling even as I write this. How dare he! Who is Max Evans to say what I can and cannot do? I know he's a king and all, but he's not my king, (well, actually, he might be, but that's not the point.)
The point is, Max Evans is not my father, therefore he does not have the right to tell me what to do!
I had been trying for two weeks t get him to teach me how to use my newfound powers. Would he? No, all I've been hearing is...
~~~"Liz, it's too dangerous."
~~~"Liz, we don't know anything for sure."
~~~"Liz, we can't risk anyone finding out."
~~~"Liz, there's too much we don't know."
And finally tonight, he looked at me and got all high and mighty. I just could not take it anymore.
********
Alex and Kyle have expressed a little interest in learning more about our origins. They aren't ready to accept anything or to start probing yet. Maria, on the other hand, has gone back into complete denial. She tries to act like nothing's different. Only, she won't talk about what's happened, and can't stand to be around Max, Michael, Isabel, and Tess.
********
I fell asleep soon after, and when I awoke, I felt infinitely better. A glance at the clock on my nightstand told me it was 10:00 pm. The Crashdown should be closed. I won't have to avoid anyone. I left my room, and decided to wander downstairs for a Sprite.
Things must have been busy tonight, because Hilda, the new waitress, and Michael were still cleaning up.
I proceeded to the counter to get my drink, saying hi to Michael and Hilda. I was getting ice when suddenly I was struck. You know what it's like when you get a really great idea? Well, the ton of bricks hit me right between the eyes, almost making me drop my glass.
"Hilda, you look tired. Why don't you go on home? I'll finish up here."
"Oh, no, thank you, but I don't want your parents to think I'm a slacker, Liz. I've only been here a few days, and I really need this job."
"Really Hilda, I don't mind at all. Besides, my parents are out of town for the weekend, so that leaves me in charge. Don't worry, they don't even have to know."
"You're sure?"
"Yeah, get outta here."
"Thanks Liz!"
I picked up a cloth and started cleaning tables while Hilda gathered her things and left. Michael and I worked in silence. There was music coming from the stereo in the corner.
~cupid hath pulled back his sweetheart's bow
to cast divine arrows into her soul
to grab her attention swift and quick
or morrow the marrow of her bones be thick
with turpentine kisses and mistaken blows
see the devil may do as the devil may care
he loves none sweeter as sweeter the dare
her mouth the mischief he doth seek
her heart the captive of which he speaks
so note all ye lovers in love with the sound
your world be shattered with nary a note
of one cupids arrow under your coat
and in the land of star crossed lovers
and barren hearted wanderers
forever lost in forsaken missives and satan's pull
we seek the unseekable and we speak the unspeakable
our hopes dead gathering dust to dust
in faith, in compassion, and in love
~Smashing Pumpkins~
I listened to the song musing how it sounded like the relationship Max and I shared. Max, how could he have been such an ass? I finished drying the last of the dishes, and started back out front.
"K' Liz, I'm gone."
"See you tomorrow Michael."
"Bye."
"Hey Michael, what are you doing tonight?"
"Going home. Why?"
"Well, I kinda wanted to talk to you about something."
"Yeah? What about?"
"Well, I still want to talk, but more than that, I really want to have some fun. I was thinking about going to that new place, you know, Club DME (Direct Martian Encounter...I know it's cheesy, but what business in Roswell isn't, still, I hear it's a great place.) I thought you might want to go, but if not, that's ok too. I was just wondering you know, since you didn't have any thing to do and..."
"Liz, breath." He was smiling at me then.
"Sorry."
"First of all, I never thought you, of all people, would want to go to a club, and second, have you forgotten, we can't get in. Liz, we're only seventeen."
"Well, it's not like I want to go get drunk or anything. I just thought we could have a little fun, maybe go dancing. And have *you* forgotten? You have certain 'gifts' which could make it very easy to change a school I.D. into a drivers license?" I couldn't help grinning. I really don't know what came over me. Michael had this complete look of shock on his face. Gunny how the keeps dropping his defenses. I think I've seen him smile more in the last two weeks, than in the entire time I've known him.
"Are you, little miss perfect, suggesting I forge fake identification for us and support illegal activity?"
I nodded and affirmative.
"I like the way you thin Parker." He grinned again. "Hey, what did you want to talk about anyway?"
"Nuh-uh mister. You go home and change. I'll run upstairs and get ready. Meet me back here A.S.A.P. Tonight we have fun, we can talk later."
"Ok, but one stipulation."
"What's that?"
"We take my bike."
I surprised my self as the words left my mouth. "Sure Michael."
"See you in a few Liz."
Ok, so maybe I wasn't being completely rational, but everyone needs to let loose every once in a while. Don't they? I mean, Liz Parker can have fun, especially when my life has done a 180( turn in the past few days, and my boyfriend is being a control freak, and my best friend is alienating everyone. So it shouldn't matter that said fun will be had with the aforementioned boyfriends best friend. Or that my best friend has had an on again, off again relationship with said party-goer. I know, I know, I think entirely too much. Ok Liz, no more thinking tonight. Just LIVE.