Part 7
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(b(Everytime I`m close to you, there`s too much I can`t say, and you just walk away.
And I forgot to tell you I love you, and night`s too long, and cold here without you....(/b(
Still trying to keep her eyes open, Liz rested her forehead on the cold porcelain of the toilet seat. Just after catching her breath, in the quietness of morning, sounds of silent retching bounced of the bathroom walls. Max was already gone 20 minutes ago to the nearby pastry shop to get them donughts and cappucinnos, so Liz wanted to use this time to christen the toilette with a brave new morning of sickness. Oh, the greatness of pregnancy...
Just as she was about to wash it all away, jingling of keys at their front doorwas heard. With panic in her eyes, Liz flushed and as fast she could stumbled around the bathroom using mouth water and making herself presentable.
"Lizzie?" his husky voice rang through the hallways. Liz hurried out of the bathroo, throwing one last look in the mirror, shaking her head sadly. She HATED still keeping this a secret! Especially from Max.
One of these days she would tell him. Yeah, one of these days...
"Sweetie...?"
Max prowled the appartment, searching for Liz. She heard him loud and clear. There was something else in his voice. Panic. Fear. Something happened.
Liz slowly closed bathroom door and walked in the living room, just in time to bump into strong body of Max himself. Luckily, he reacted instinctively and caught her just before she hit the ground.
For a moment, both of them stopped breathing, gazes locking and Liz couldn`t help but think that this felt as deja vu. Few seconds later though, Max let Liz with aching slowness stand on her own and she stepped back couple steps, two of them acting as if nothing happened. But love couldn`t be fooled...There was just something in the ait between them. Liz met Max`s gaze again, and she saw adoration in his eyes...and sadness, that came after their parting. She should tell him right now. While she had the guts for it.
Max cleared his throat, suddenly tips of his sneakers the most interesting thing in the world.
"Max, what is it?" inquired Liz gently. He looked up, meeting her eyes.
"Are you OK?"
He tenderly traced her smooth cheek, probably not even realizing he was doing it. Liz closed her eyes for a second, his touch so intimate on her skin. Finally, she nodded uncertainly.
"Why, Max? Is something wro- "
Next thing she new, she found herself wrapped tightly in his desperate embrace. His entire body was so tense. She could feel his accelerated heartbeat, as her cheek met his chest. Something definitely got him spooked.
"Max, you are starting to scare me! Tell me what`s wrong, please."
She could hear his heavy breathing, as he fought to inhale and exhale, shivering slightly.
"It doesn`t matter now. It`s only important to me that you`re OK. As long as you`re here, that`s all that matters..."
Still, he wasn`t letting her out of his arms. Although if she allowed herself to think it, she loved him even more for holding her so tightly.
LOVE? Was she even worth it of his love?
Last 4 weeks of their life together were maybe the best period in her life, although two of them weren`t in a relationship. Still, she somehow felt more loved than ever before. There was something very special about being in Max Evans` embrace. It was as if he emited love through pores of his skin and not even realizing it, shot it directly into her heart. Before she came to her senses, she fell deeply for him.
Yes, she loved him...SO MUCH! But would he love her if he knew? That unsureness was like a wall that separated her and utter bliss. She didn`t know how to get over that damn wall!
Once again, Liz stepped almost panicly out of Max`s arms and without a word, hurried past him toward the front door, taking his jacker with her.
Max stood stunned for a moment, his arms suddenly cold and empty. Right then he heard front door slam. He willed his legs to work and ran after her. "Liz! Lizzie, wait!" yelled Max as he ran down the stairs, jumping two steps at the time.
"Liz, stop...PLEASE!" beged Max, just as she ran out of the building, and on to the street. He saw it, but there was nothing to be done. Nothing HE could`ve done.
Very moment she stepped off the sidewalk, out of nowhere, car drove straight at her.
"(b(LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZZZZZ!!!(/b(" cried Max in agony, as he saw her hit her head on the hard asphalt. His legs blindly carried him toward her unmoving body.
Driver stopped his car and got out of it still in shock. Where did that girl come from?
"Sir, she just ran out of nowhere! I triedm I really tried to brake, but there was no time anymore. She just..."
Man just slumped down by his car, fear in his eyes for the poor girl.
"Liz. Lizzie...sweetie...wake up! Baby, please, WAKE UP..."
Max gently cried, as he cradled her face. He felt something warm on his fingers on the back of her head. Praying it wasn`t blood, he knew it would be exactly that.
"No, no...Please, you have to wake up! You can`t die on me now! I...I love you..." cried Max in a whisper, tears running down his cheeks unchecked.
Somewhere, in the distant background, he thought he heard sirens, but he couldn`t be sure. He wasn`t sure of anything anymore. Was living in this world worth it, if she wasn`t around? Someone tried to pull him off Liz, as ambulance came to the scene, and personnel ran out of the vehicle.
Max fought a little, doing his best to ignore person behind him, but suddenly, one more hands managed to pull him away and make space for doctors.
"Maxwell, hold on! They will try to do what they can. They`ll help her, but you need to give them space to work!" whispered Michael in Max`s ear, trying to get him to think clearly for a second, which wasn`t easy task to do.
He knew how Max felt about Liz. It would kill this poor man if she didn`t make it... And at the same time, he had Maria, crying her eyes out over her best friend on his shoulder. Two women developed extremely close friendship since Max and Liz moved in. Even Michael himself adored Liz. Getting under Michael`s skin was, well, for the lack of a better word, impossible, He pronounced himself Hermit of the year while he was still in highschool, letting only Maria know him, but Liz still wormed her way in, Max following close behind.
Michael, who had no siblings growing up, found his sisterly surogat in Liz Parker, who accepted that role with smile. Sure, their relationship was funny one at times, but still, such a level of emotion was present in their day-to-day communication.
Five minutes later, still unconcious Liz was put in the ambulance and Max broke away from Michael, wanting to go after her, but Michael held him back.
"Max, let them go. We know where they`re taking her. We`ll follow them, OK?" reasoned Michael with Max, who just stood there...lost.
All he saw was Michael`s face moving in front of his eyes, and his mouth opening and closing, but he couldn`t hear a thing. He felt so cold. So...alone.
He wanted nothing more then to lay down and die. (b(HE DID THIS!(/b( It was all his fault! If he didn`t ran after her...
Endless trails of silent tears ran down Max`s cheeks.
Michael decided to take situation into his own hands and he put both Max and Maria in the car, and started driving after the ambulance, silent prayer on his lips. He glanced at bawling Maria in the front seat, her head leaning on the window. Then he glaced at Max, sitting on the back seat, still staring ahead.
He directed his eyes back onto the road, continuing to pray even harder for some divine intervention, cause there were two more lives at stake now. Was there still any hope?
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(b(Everytime I`m close to you, there`s too much I can`t say, and you just walk away.
And I forgot to tell you I love you, and night`s too long, and cold here without you....(/b(
Still trying to keep her eyes open, Liz rested her forehead on the cold porcelain of the toilet seat. Just after catching her breath, in the quietness of morning, sounds of silent retching bounced of the bathroom walls. Max was already gone 20 minutes ago to the nearby pastry shop to get them donughts and cappucinnos, so Liz wanted to use this time to christen the toilette with a brave new morning of sickness. Oh, the greatness of pregnancy...
Just as she was about to wash it all away, jingling of keys at their front doorwas heard. With panic in her eyes, Liz flushed and as fast she could stumbled around the bathroom using mouth water and making herself presentable.
"Lizzie?" his husky voice rang through the hallways. Liz hurried out of the bathroo, throwing one last look in the mirror, shaking her head sadly. She HATED still keeping this a secret! Especially from Max.
One of these days she would tell him. Yeah, one of these days...
"Sweetie...?"
Max prowled the appartment, searching for Liz. She heard him loud and clear. There was something else in his voice. Panic. Fear. Something happened.
Liz slowly closed bathroom door and walked in the living room, just in time to bump into strong body of Max himself. Luckily, he reacted instinctively and caught her just before she hit the ground.
For a moment, both of them stopped breathing, gazes locking and Liz couldn`t help but think that this felt as deja vu. Few seconds later though, Max let Liz with aching slowness stand on her own and she stepped back couple steps, two of them acting as if nothing happened. But love couldn`t be fooled...There was just something in the ait between them. Liz met Max`s gaze again, and she saw adoration in his eyes...and sadness, that came after their parting. She should tell him right now. While she had the guts for it.
Max cleared his throat, suddenly tips of his sneakers the most interesting thing in the world.
"Max, what is it?" inquired Liz gently. He looked up, meeting her eyes.
"Are you OK?"
He tenderly traced her smooth cheek, probably not even realizing he was doing it. Liz closed her eyes for a second, his touch so intimate on her skin. Finally, she nodded uncertainly.
"Why, Max? Is something wro- "
Next thing she new, she found herself wrapped tightly in his desperate embrace. His entire body was so tense. She could feel his accelerated heartbeat, as her cheek met his chest. Something definitely got him spooked.
"Max, you are starting to scare me! Tell me what`s wrong, please."
She could hear his heavy breathing, as he fought to inhale and exhale, shivering slightly.
"It doesn`t matter now. It`s only important to me that you`re OK. As long as you`re here, that`s all that matters..."
Still, he wasn`t letting her out of his arms. Although if she allowed herself to think it, she loved him even more for holding her so tightly.
LOVE? Was she even worth it of his love?
Last 4 weeks of their life together were maybe the best period in her life, although two of them weren`t in a relationship. Still, she somehow felt more loved than ever before. There was something very special about being in Max Evans` embrace. It was as if he emited love through pores of his skin and not even realizing it, shot it directly into her heart. Before she came to her senses, she fell deeply for him.
Yes, she loved him...SO MUCH! But would he love her if he knew? That unsureness was like a wall that separated her and utter bliss. She didn`t know how to get over that damn wall!
Once again, Liz stepped almost panicly out of Max`s arms and without a word, hurried past him toward the front door, taking his jacker with her.
Max stood stunned for a moment, his arms suddenly cold and empty. Right then he heard front door slam. He willed his legs to work and ran after her. "Liz! Lizzie, wait!" yelled Max as he ran down the stairs, jumping two steps at the time.
"Liz, stop...PLEASE!" beged Max, just as she ran out of the building, and on to the street. He saw it, but there was nothing to be done. Nothing HE could`ve done.
Very moment she stepped off the sidewalk, out of nowhere, car drove straight at her.
"(b(LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZZZZZ!!!(/b(" cried Max in agony, as he saw her hit her head on the hard asphalt. His legs blindly carried him toward her unmoving body.
Driver stopped his car and got out of it still in shock. Where did that girl come from?
"Sir, she just ran out of nowhere! I triedm I really tried to brake, but there was no time anymore. She just..."
Man just slumped down by his car, fear in his eyes for the poor girl.
"Liz. Lizzie...sweetie...wake up! Baby, please, WAKE UP..."
Max gently cried, as he cradled her face. He felt something warm on his fingers on the back of her head. Praying it wasn`t blood, he knew it would be exactly that.
"No, no...Please, you have to wake up! You can`t die on me now! I...I love you..." cried Max in a whisper, tears running down his cheeks unchecked.
Somewhere, in the distant background, he thought he heard sirens, but he couldn`t be sure. He wasn`t sure of anything anymore. Was living in this world worth it, if she wasn`t around? Someone tried to pull him off Liz, as ambulance came to the scene, and personnel ran out of the vehicle.
Max fought a little, doing his best to ignore person behind him, but suddenly, one more hands managed to pull him away and make space for doctors.
"Maxwell, hold on! They will try to do what they can. They`ll help her, but you need to give them space to work!" whispered Michael in Max`s ear, trying to get him to think clearly for a second, which wasn`t easy task to do.
He knew how Max felt about Liz. It would kill this poor man if she didn`t make it... And at the same time, he had Maria, crying her eyes out over her best friend on his shoulder. Two women developed extremely close friendship since Max and Liz moved in. Even Michael himself adored Liz. Getting under Michael`s skin was, well, for the lack of a better word, impossible, He pronounced himself Hermit of the year while he was still in highschool, letting only Maria know him, but Liz still wormed her way in, Max following close behind.
Michael, who had no siblings growing up, found his sisterly surogat in Liz Parker, who accepted that role with smile. Sure, their relationship was funny one at times, but still, such a level of emotion was present in their day-to-day communication.
Five minutes later, still unconcious Liz was put in the ambulance and Max broke away from Michael, wanting to go after her, but Michael held him back.
"Max, let them go. We know where they`re taking her. We`ll follow them, OK?" reasoned Michael with Max, who just stood there...lost.
All he saw was Michael`s face moving in front of his eyes, and his mouth opening and closing, but he couldn`t hear a thing. He felt so cold. So...alone.
He wanted nothing more then to lay down and die. (b(HE DID THIS!(/b( It was all his fault! If he didn`t ran after her...
Endless trails of silent tears ran down Max`s cheeks.
Michael decided to take situation into his own hands and he put both Max and Maria in the car, and started driving after the ambulance, silent prayer on his lips. He glanced at bawling Maria in the front seat, her head leaning on the window. Then he glaced at Max, sitting on the back seat, still staring ahead.
He directed his eyes back onto the road, continuing to pray even harder for some divine intervention, cause there were two more lives at stake now. Was there still any hope?
