PILE OF LIES
Category- Max and Liz and a teeny bit of Maria/Michael
Summary- Liz and Isabel find
someone, Alex discovers Liz was in his room, Maria and Isabel bond, Alex is
weird, Isabel sneaks into his house again, and…okay, I suck at these.
Disclaimer- don't own it, don't sue, don't have anything
you want
Rating- PG, PG-13
A/N- Please review, I like feed-back! And please tell me if u think it sux, (as long as you tell me what's wrong) J :D
"What the hell was that?!"
Alex's voice seemed even nearer than before.
"Oh, my God," Isabel lowered
her voice.
"What is it, Isabel?" Liz
whispered, hoping Alex hadn't come upstairs.
"Look!" Isabel pointed to inside the closet. At the bottom, covered with boxers and shirts, was Tess, bundled up with ropes, with cuts all over her. She was unconscious at the moment.
"What was that scream?" Alex asked again.
"Um- I just looked in the mirror," Liz giggled nervously, "I'm coming out now!" she turned to Isabel, "Get her out of here! Now!"
"Right," Isabel nodded.
Liz left the room and went
back down into the den and cautiously sat down next to Alex.
"That took you a while. Only
about 15 minutes," he muttered good-naturedly.
"I noticed a zit and was
trying to cover it up," Liz smiled a tiny smile, hoping it would convince him.
Girls did stuff like that all the time.
"Come off it, Liz!"
Liz stiffened, Oh, my
God! Does he know?
"You never get zits!" Alex
laughed heartily, and Liz joined him.
"Thanks, but that's not
true," she answered, her fears washing away. They worked quietly for thirty
more minutes until Liz said she needed to leave. Hopefully Maria and Isabel
are still out side waiting for me.
"All right. Leave me," Alex
said agreeably. Then his eyes suddenly sparked and turned darker, "but first, I
want to know why you were in my room."
Maria was jumping up and
down outside Alex's house, "Liz needs to get her butt out here!"
Isabel slapped the side of
Tess's face softly, hoping to wake her up, "I hope Tess will be okay."
Maria walked over to Isabel
and Tess, "I'm actually sorry I called her a bitch now. If Tess was in Alex's
closet the whole time, then who was pretending to be Tess?" she asked out loud.
Isabel stood up calmly,
"Maria, tell me you are not that dense. Take a wild guess."
"Um…Ava…" Maria obliged in
guessing. "Ding, ding, ding! Give the girl a prize! Of course it's Ava, that's
what my dream said, too," Isabel smiled dryly, "I can't believe we trusted
her."
"Well, maybe she was
scared," Maria defended her.
"So? That's still no reason
to betray our trust."
"Liz has been in there for a
long time…" Maria glanced at her watch.
"She could be in trouble,"
Isabel looked towards the door nervously, as if expecting to hear terrified
screams emanating from it.
"Wouldn't she have told us
through the radio?" Maria asked stubbornly.
"Hello? If she were in
trouble, she wouldn't even be able to use the damn radio!" Isabel
argued.
"This was such a stupid
idea!" Maria cried, "We should have told the guys."
"I wasn't in your room," Liz
lied, her palms starting to sweat. She was such a bad liar.
"I know you were. What were
you doing in there?" Alex stepped towards her menacingly, but his new deep
voice was almost completely void of emotion.
"How would you know if I was
in your room?" Liz asked, licking her upper lip in an attempt to calm herself.
It wasn't working.
"So you admit it," he
smiled, a cold smile, "I went up to the bathroom, and the door was open. The
bedroom, on the other hand, was closed."
"So, what's the point? What
is so bad about being in your room, Alex?" Liz tried not to sound the least bit
scared, but she was shaking uncontrollably inside.
"I specifically told you not
to go up there, Elizabeth," he emphasized the 'Elizabeth'.
Liz felt her throat go dry,
"You never call me Elizabeth," it came out almost like a raspy whisper.
Alex looked directly at her,
his gaze seemingly penetrating through her, "but that's your real name. Elizabeth.
Don't you remember?"
"No, it's not. My parents
called me Liz from the beginning. You know that." She answered defiantly. Why
was he calling her that? What was going on? Was Alex really Khivar? She
desperately wished she could use the radio now.
"I'm not talking about this
life, Liz, dear," Alex corrected her.
"You're not Alex," Liz said
flatly, "You're Khivar." She felt like laughing. No duh, Liz. Don't you feel
like Sherlock Holmes now?
Khivar laughed, "That's
right. I am."
Liz could feel the little
beads of sweat dripping off her forehead, "What do you want with us? With me?
What did you do to Tess?" Liz asked, trying frantically to keep her voice from
growing hysterical.
"My, my, my. Aren't we full
of questions today. Don't worry, my pretty one. They will all be answered in
good time. Meanwhile, you better tell your little king Max that if he's not
careful, he's going to lose you," Khivar laughed again at Liz's expression,
"Oops! I forgot, you won't be able to tell him. Because you'll be dead!"
Maria rapidly paced back and
forth, biting her nails.
"Will you please quit
that?!" Isabel clenched her teeth.
"I'm sorry, I'm just so
nervous!" she gave a few little jumps, "We so have to go in there!"
Isabel shook her head, "Not
yet. We can't just leave Tess here all alone."
Maria fumbled for her cell
phone.
"What are you doing with
that?" Isabel asked.
"I'm going to call Max and
Michael!"
Isabel grabbed the phone
away from her, "Are you insane? They'll kill us for doing this without their
permission!" she took a deep breath.
"I don't care!" Maria
grabbed the phone back, "Liz could be in trouble!" she started dialing, but
Isabel stopped her.
"We don't know that she's in trouble!"
Tess's eyes fluttered open, "What happened? What day
is it?" she wondered groggily.
Maria turned to her impatiently, "Tess, should we call
Max and Michael or not call Max and Michael? Choose wisely."
Tess blinked, "Uh…call Max and Michael?"
Maria smiled proudly, "There, see?" then grabbed the phone back (yet again) and dialed the number.
"Why
am I of any importance to you?" Liz backed away fearfully from Khivar, "Is it
because I know too much or something?" she asked, remembering something one of
the Skins had said in Arizona.
Khivar made Alex snort, "Because you know too much?
Why would I care about you knowing too much? No, that's not any where near it.
If anything, you know too little."
Maria! Isabel! Get in here! Liz
pleaded in her mind. "Then what do you want with me?"
Khivar stepped towards her, reached out his (Alex's)
hand, and started caressing her cheek, "You're very sexy, you know that?"
Liz brushed his (Alex's) hand away forcefully, "And
you're disgusting, you know that?" she spat.
Khivar looked amused, "Ooh. Feisty. Am I disgusting
then? I suppose that's why all the girls in Antar fall at my feet."
"They must have all been pretty stupid then," she shot
back.
"Maybe. All of them were head over heels in love with
me. Even Vilandra, the ice princess. All, except for you. I want to know why
that was," he crossed his (Alex's) arms.
Liz narrowed her eyes, "What are you talking about?"
"Oh, that's right. I keep forgetting. Silly me. You
don't remember anything."
Max
jumped as soon as he heard the phone ring. He had been sitting motionless in
the living room, staring at the TV, waiting for the football game to start. He
hadn't even known why he was going to watch it. He hated football. He picked
the phone up on the third ring, "Hello?"
"Max!" Maria's frightened voice came from the other
end of the line.
"Maria? What's wrong?"
"Um- nothing! Everything's peachy crème! Is Michael
there, too?" her voice was now hyper-cheerful.
Peachy crème?! Where the heck did she
learn that? "Well, yeah…he's getting a drink. We're
about to watch the game."
"Oh, okay. That's- that's really interesting."
"What's wrong, Maria?"
"We're in trouble!" now her voice was high and
squeaky.
"Who? Where?"
"Um…Isabel can explain!"
"Isabel?"
Michael came up and sat down next to Max, "Has it
started yet?" he asked casually. "Not yet. Shhh…" Max put a finger to his lips.
"Oh, hi, Max!" Isabel's voice was super phony.
"Tell me what the hell's going on, Iz!"
"Okay-Tess wasn't-Tess-She was Ava-She's not pregnant-And
Khivar has L-" her sentences ran themselves together so even she had no idea
what she was saying.
"What?! I can't understand a single word you're
saying."
"I'll explain everything later. All you need to know
is we found Tess locked in Alex's closet, Alex is Khivar, and Liz is trapped
inside the house with him!"
"We'll be right there!"
"Thank God!" Isabel sighed and hung up.
Max got up from his chair, and started to grab
Michael's arm.
"I don't want to miss the game," Michael warned.
"Well, you're going to have to. Liz is in trouble and
we have to get to Alex's house. Fast." Max took his jacket off the hanger,
grabbed his car keys, and left out the front door. Michael waited exactly 1
minute before grudgingly turning off the TV and following him.
"They're
coming!" Isabel fanned herself in a nervous manner.
Maria helped Tess sit up, "See? I told you they
wouldn't be mad."
Isabel rolled her eyes, "Sure. Just wait until this is
all over. They'll be at our throats. 'How could you do this without us? We're a
team!'" she mimicked Michael's voice, " And Max will be like, 'You could have
put Liz in a lot of danger! You have to think before you act! Don't do anything
without me okay-ing it!'"
Maria laughed, "He's not that bad!" then her
expression turned serious, "What if we did put Liz in a lot of danger?
What if Max won't say that because we'll be too busy mourning over Liz's
death?! Oh, dear Lord!"
"Relax, Maria," Isabel laughed, "Liz is just fine.
You'll see."
Tess blinked rapidly, "What's going on, guys?"
Isabel ignored the question, "Tess, how did you get
into Alex's closet?"
Tess seemed to actually have recognition of the
question, "I'm not sure. The last thing I remember is Ava talking to Alex. She
kept calling Khivar. I guess he's possessed."
"How long were you in Alex's closet?" Maria
asked her.
"Oh, it must have been at least…five weeks," Tess
shrugged weakly.
Isabel gasped, "That was even before the prom! Max's
memories from the past life must have been fake!"
"Ava could have been implanting them in his brain!"
Maria offered helpfully.
Isabel nodded, "But what could have been the point of
all this?"
"Leave
me alone!" Liz cried, struggling to get out of Khivar's grasp. Why don't
they come?! They have to have heard me by now! She thought desperately.
"I don't think so, Elizabeth. There's a special sound barrier around the house. No one can hear you scream. No one. Except, maybe…but he's not here, is he?" he whispered cruelly in her ear.
How did he know…?
"How did I know? Well, if you haven't figured it out
by know, I can read your thoughts."
Liz would have jumped, but at the moment she couldn't
move, "Aren't you going to kill me yet?" she looked up at him with a hateful
glance.
"Kill you? Why would I want to kill you? Far from
that, I assure you. Besides, I could get a lot from the High-and-Mighty in
exchange for you," he smiled thoughtfully.
"That was you! That wasn't Alex joking, that was you!"
"Took you that long? I thought you were smarter than
that," he twirled Liz's hair around with his (have we gotten by now that their
Alex's?) fingers.
"Let go of me, you son of a bitch!"
"I'm
so glad you're here, guys!" Maria cried out breathlessly to Max and Michael, "I
can't hear anything coming from inside. Something could be really wrong…" she
realized Max wasn't listening to her. He was staring intently at the door with
an almost grief-stricken look on his face.
"Max, is something wrong?" Tess asked gently.
"Liz is in trouble," he whispered, "Come on, we need
to get inside!"
Michael raised an eyebrow, but he, Isabel, Maria, and
Tess wordlessly followed him. Max started jingling the doorknob, but quickly
receded. "The door's locked," he said to everyone.
"Well, no duh, Max. Most people lock their doors,"
Isabel replied impatiently.
Max tried using his powers, but Michael came up behind
him.
"Maxwell, you don't need to use your powers."
"We can go in through the back. It would be better
that way, less conspicuous," Tess suggested.
Max nodded, "Maria- you and Tess stay out here."
Maria scowled deeply, "But, why?"
"Because Tess is weak, She needs someone to stay out
here with her. You wouldn't be much help to us anyway." Michael answered her.
Maria scowled even deeper, "Thanks a lot."
Max and Isabel left around back. Michael stayed
planted where he was a few seconds longer. Then, before leaving, he went over
and gave Maria a light kiss. Maria's cheeks reddened, and she kissed him back.
"Awww…how cute!" Tess giggled.
Isabel quietly slipped into the house through the back
door. She headed towards the living room.
"What are you doing?" Michael whispered.
"I'm the most likely to visit Alex, so I should go,"
Isabel answered firmly.
"But, Isabel, it's way too dangerous," Michael grabbed
her wrist protectively.
"No, she's right Michael. Khivar might find it a little
strange if you or I go visit Alex. He won't suspect much if Isabel does." Max
told him.
"Fine," Michael agreed sulkily.
"Okay- you and Max go upstairs or something," Isabel
pointed upwards.
Max and Michael nodded, and Isabel continued walking
into the living room. She could hear Liz's voice coming from there. Liz seemed
too calm. Way too calm. Khivar was arguing with her, and laughing. Isabel
swallowed hard. Khivar sounded so…evil. Not at all like sweet Alex. Why did he
choose Alex to possess? Did it have something to do with getting to her? Then
why would he want anything with Liz? She didn't understand how she could have
possibly fallen for him in another life. She couldn't hear Liz anymore. "Hi,
Alex!" she called out, hiding behind the wall.
"…Isabel? What-what are you doing here?" his voice
sounded like Alex again, slightly nervous at the prospect of seeing Isabel. She
was almost fooled into thinking it was really him. "Uh- I just wanted to drop
by and see you," she smiled cheerily as she entered the room, hoping she looked
friendly and warm. Khivar was standing over Liz, who was lying on the couch.
Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God! "Oh!"
Isabel cried, "What happened?! Is Liz okay?" she ran over to Liz worriedly.
"Oh, no, she just…she just fainted. I'm not sure
what's wrong. She'll probably come to soon," Khivar (sounding like Alex)
explained.
Yeah, right. Isabel
thought angrily, What the hell did you do to her, Khivar?
"So you already know? I thought you might," Khivar's
voice returned to normal.
Isabel lifted her gaze from Liz up to him, and her
features hardened. "What the hell did you do to Liz? What do you want?"
Khivar smirked, and held out his hand, "I just want
you…dead."