Title:Lost
Author: ~*~ Kristen ~*~
Rating:Pg-PG13(To Be Safe)
Disclaimer::I do NOT own any of the Roswell Characters...Just Borrowing
Summary::Isabel feels Lost
Cathegory:All-(Isabel POV)(Can be Kinda UC)
Author's Note:This is the first few Roswell fanfics I have wrriten I'm not an
expereinced Author.
FeedBack:Yes Please I would Appreciate Feedback!My E-mail is
UpBeatBabe975@aol.com!
Who Am I? I'm Isabel Evans,Ice Queen of West Roswell High.
My life had taken a turn on the night of my 18th Birthday.
I'm a Killer.
I learned about Vilandra
I betrayed my Brother and my race for a great lover.
I have nightmares about Vilandra.
They are flashbacks of my past life.
I don't sleep anymore.I'm afraid to sleep.I'm afraid I'll learn to much
about myself.
I stay distant from everyone I'm afraid I will hurt them.
I'm afraid of myself
I lock myself in my room and cry.
Isabel Evans,Ice Queen doesn't cry.
Max started asking questions,but I would deny what he had asked.
I now hurt myself.
Physically...
It started about 2 Monthes ago.I was in the bathroom getting ready to go
on a date with Grant. A Guy I had hardly even known.
I looked down at the sink and there was a razor.
I placed it at the skin of my rislk.
Minutes later I was bleeding.I was Helpless.All I could do was Cry.
Last week I had heard a knock at the bathroom door while cutting
myself.Once again I was crying helplessly.Max had entered the room.His eyes
had widened at the site of me.I had passed out in his arms.
When I woke up Max and Michael were standing over me.
Michael.
He owed me big time.He kept asking me how he could pay me off,but I would
refuse his money.Michael and I were the best of friends.Ever since last year
we have falled apart.
Max had told Michael of what he saw me do.
They asked questions,but I was too weak to answer.
Max has healed my cuts.I remember the expression on his face.He looked
scared.Even beyond scared if that is possible.He tryed to make me foreget
about Vilandra.He actually tryed to brainwash me with one of his new powers.
Max tryed to be with me all the time.
He made me watch TV with him,do my Homework with him,talk to him.Max
tryed to get my mind off things.
But it didn't worl.
Every second,Every Minute,every hour of the day I would think about
Vilandra.
I trye dto get away.
I didn't want to be lcoked in this Personal prison any longer.
I told Max I had to go.It was the hardest thing I could ever do.
I visited Michael.I needed to see him before I left.That night I had told
Michael I loved him.To my suprise we had made love.
I left my parents a note expressing my feelings and writing my last
goodbyes.
I couldn't face hem.I might break down and I didn't want to do that.
I hadn't told anyone but Max and Michael about my departure.
Wen the day came I was strong.As strong as I could be.
I just got in Max's jeep and drove.
I just drove and didn't stop for 2 days.
I ended up in some Central stae in the United States.
Leaving Roswell was the hardest descision of my life.
Roswell was my life.The dark day that i had left was when a new life
started.
In Roswell,NM I was Lost..So Lost I didn't even know myself anymore.
When Things get hard...I run..
-Isabel
End!
Author: ~*~ Kristen ~*~
Rating:Pg-PG13(To Be Safe)
Disclaimer::I do NOT own any of the Roswell Characters...Just Borrowing
Summary::Isabel feels Lost
Cathegory:All-(Isabel POV)(Can be Kinda UC)
Author's Note:This is the first few Roswell fanfics I have wrriten I'm not an
expereinced Author.
FeedBack:Yes Please I would Appreciate Feedback!My E-mail is
UpBeatBabe975@aol.com!
Who Am I? I'm Isabel Evans,Ice Queen of West Roswell High.
My life had taken a turn on the night of my 18th Birthday.
I'm a Killer.
I learned about Vilandra
I betrayed my Brother and my race for a great lover.
I have nightmares about Vilandra.
They are flashbacks of my past life.
I don't sleep anymore.I'm afraid to sleep.I'm afraid I'll learn to much
about myself.
I stay distant from everyone I'm afraid I will hurt them.
I'm afraid of myself
I lock myself in my room and cry.
Isabel Evans,Ice Queen doesn't cry.
Max started asking questions,but I would deny what he had asked.
I now hurt myself.
Physically...
It started about 2 Monthes ago.I was in the bathroom getting ready to go
on a date with Grant. A Guy I had hardly even known.
I looked down at the sink and there was a razor.
I placed it at the skin of my rislk.
Minutes later I was bleeding.I was Helpless.All I could do was Cry.
Last week I had heard a knock at the bathroom door while cutting
myself.Once again I was crying helplessly.Max had entered the room.His eyes
had widened at the site of me.I had passed out in his arms.
When I woke up Max and Michael were standing over me.
Michael.
He owed me big time.He kept asking me how he could pay me off,but I would
refuse his money.Michael and I were the best of friends.Ever since last year
we have falled apart.
Max had told Michael of what he saw me do.
They asked questions,but I was too weak to answer.
Max has healed my cuts.I remember the expression on his face.He looked
scared.Even beyond scared if that is possible.He tryed to make me foreget
about Vilandra.He actually tryed to brainwash me with one of his new powers.
Max tryed to be with me all the time.
He made me watch TV with him,do my Homework with him,talk to him.Max
tryed to get my mind off things.
But it didn't worl.
Every second,Every Minute,every hour of the day I would think about
Vilandra.
I trye dto get away.
I didn't want to be lcoked in this Personal prison any longer.
I told Max I had to go.It was the hardest thing I could ever do.
I visited Michael.I needed to see him before I left.That night I had told
Michael I loved him.To my suprise we had made love.
I left my parents a note expressing my feelings and writing my last
goodbyes.
I couldn't face hem.I might break down and I didn't want to do that.
I hadn't told anyone but Max and Michael about my departure.
Wen the day came I was strong.As strong as I could be.
I just got in Max's jeep and drove.
I just drove and didn't stop for 2 days.
I ended up in some Central stae in the United States.
Leaving Roswell was the hardest descision of my life.
Roswell was my life.The dark day that i had left was when a new life
started.
In Roswell,NM I was Lost..So Lost I didn't even know myself anymore.
When Things get hard...I run..
-Isabel
End!