Liz continued to sob for a few minutes. Then, "Max you really need to get the elevator moving before people began to... you know." She said in a tiny whisper.
"Liz...." Max began to protest. But he saw the look in her eyes. He knew now wasn't the time. "Okay, i will..." He lifted his hand to the controls once more and the elevator began to move. A loud noise began to sound in the shaft as the motor began to work once more. "But this isn't over, i want you to talk to me." He paused looking in her eyes. "Like we used to..."
"Max, things change. People change, and I dont' think we can go back there. Cause we both have changed." Liz stated raiseing her eyes to the ceiling of the small couped elevator. "I think..." she began.
"Liz, stop it. Stop pushing me away. I know you..." Max interupted her but was interupted right back.
"Max! Stop it! I am tired of the same conversation we keep haveing." She said with a fury deep in her throut.
"Okay then, let talk about you, and the dream you had. Or whatever it was that i saw when i connected with you. What was..."
"What? You did what? Max don't ever do that without my permission. What did you see? Is that why you are pressing this old issue?" Liz seemed to burst at the seams with furry.
"Wait I..." Was all Max could get from his lips before elevator doors opened and she demanded him to take her home and to drop the conversation. They walked in silence to his jeep. He opened the door for her and she slipped in without a look in his direction. The ride home was just as deafly silent.
AT THE CRASHDOWN.....
Welcome home Liz Parker....
Liz silently walked in the crashdown and was taken back with the celebration. "Welcome Home!" said like everyfriend she seem to have ever had. 'Maria must have gone over board with my address book planning this party,' Liz thought to herself. Everyone was dressed nicely, and were all smiles. Superficial. Liz couldn't help but think. She took a glance behind her and saw Max all smiles too. 'Oh god not you too.' she continued her assult on her closest friends and family.
The party was fairly good. No pin the tale on the donkey. Liz mentally giggled to herself. That would be something she will never forget. Her dad, donkey suit.... we won't go there. Liz told herself. Everyone was of course being real nice to the 'sick' girl. She knew that people didn't want to hurt her feelings by being themselves. she even thought it was kinda funny. Even Micheal was on his best behavior. No doubt it was because Maria threaten to kick his ass.
After the party, it was automatic clean time. Liz started to rush around and cleaning all the mess her 'friends' had left. Old napkins and cups. Sticky and wet. Liz was just picking up a trash bag to clean a table when, "Liz Parker, stop that and get your butt up stairs to visit with your friends." Her mother scolded her. Liz reluctantly put the bag on the table and scuffled to the back where her friends were waiting. "Hey guys nice party." Liz stated almost roboticly. Everyone replied with either a nod or in Micheal's case a grunt. Micheal was very funny at times. His reactions were hellarious to watch. Liz stood there not really knowing what to say to them. "Ummm....if you want to go watch a movie..... i am sure we have Braveheart upstairs." Liz said with a slight smile. Micheals eyes lite up.
"Really?" Micheal said sounding like a three year old on caffine.
"Yeah, under the VCR , third shelf." Liz said as Micheal darted to the upstairs livingroom
"Now you done it, you know how he gets when it comes to Braveheart. I should hit you if you wouldn't die on me." Maria said trying at a little humor.
"Maria i think Alex is rubbing off on you. you should go curl up with him." Liz said simi-patting Maria on the back. Maria headed off in that direction. Liz sighed as she watched her friend slowly climbed the stairs to her beloved. Beloved. That brought liz back to earth. "Max, if you want you could....." Liz's face went blank. "Go home Max." She said plainly. Max stood there stunned. Not really knowing what to do. "I am still mad at you for entering my dream." Liz said turning to him.
"Liz i am sorry for doing that, it was I just... just wanted to see if i could connect with you to help. Thats all." Max said taking a small step forward. Liz ignored it.
"Than it is okay, all is forgotten." Liz took a step to the stairs, placed her hand on the rail and paused. "If you want to watch a movie with them, you can. I sure there is room on the couch."
"What about you? Aren't you going to watch the movie?" Max asked confessed that she left herself out of the 'fun'.
"No i think i am going to tuen in early. Just catch up on reading and other school work." Liz said as she started up the stairs. Max close on her heals.
"Well i could help." He said meaning it more ways than one.
"Nah, i will be fine." Liz said meaning it more ways than one. And as she reached the door it open a few seconds before she touched it. Liz gasped.
"What is it?" max asked concerned.
"Nothing i.... the door nob just shocked me that is all." Liz said mentally patting herself on the back for that close coverup. What the hell was that? liz thought to herself. She dismissed it as the wind or just something natural. How stupid was that of me to think i made the door move, she thought.
"Liz...." Max began to protest. But he saw the look in her eyes. He knew now wasn't the time. "Okay, i will..." He lifted his hand to the controls once more and the elevator began to move. A loud noise began to sound in the shaft as the motor began to work once more. "But this isn't over, i want you to talk to me." He paused looking in her eyes. "Like we used to..."
"Max, things change. People change, and I dont' think we can go back there. Cause we both have changed." Liz stated raiseing her eyes to the ceiling of the small couped elevator. "I think..." she began.
"Liz, stop it. Stop pushing me away. I know you..." Max interupted her but was interupted right back.
"Max! Stop it! I am tired of the same conversation we keep haveing." She said with a fury deep in her throut.
"Okay then, let talk about you, and the dream you had. Or whatever it was that i saw when i connected with you. What was..."
"What? You did what? Max don't ever do that without my permission. What did you see? Is that why you are pressing this old issue?" Liz seemed to burst at the seams with furry.
"Wait I..." Was all Max could get from his lips before elevator doors opened and she demanded him to take her home and to drop the conversation. They walked in silence to his jeep. He opened the door for her and she slipped in without a look in his direction. The ride home was just as deafly silent.
AT THE CRASHDOWN.....
Welcome home Liz Parker....
Liz silently walked in the crashdown and was taken back with the celebration. "Welcome Home!" said like everyfriend she seem to have ever had. 'Maria must have gone over board with my address book planning this party,' Liz thought to herself. Everyone was dressed nicely, and were all smiles. Superficial. Liz couldn't help but think. She took a glance behind her and saw Max all smiles too. 'Oh god not you too.' she continued her assult on her closest friends and family.
The party was fairly good. No pin the tale on the donkey. Liz mentally giggled to herself. That would be something she will never forget. Her dad, donkey suit.... we won't go there. Liz told herself. Everyone was of course being real nice to the 'sick' girl. She knew that people didn't want to hurt her feelings by being themselves. she even thought it was kinda funny. Even Micheal was on his best behavior. No doubt it was because Maria threaten to kick his ass.
After the party, it was automatic clean time. Liz started to rush around and cleaning all the mess her 'friends' had left. Old napkins and cups. Sticky and wet. Liz was just picking up a trash bag to clean a table when, "Liz Parker, stop that and get your butt up stairs to visit with your friends." Her mother scolded her. Liz reluctantly put the bag on the table and scuffled to the back where her friends were waiting. "Hey guys nice party." Liz stated almost roboticly. Everyone replied with either a nod or in Micheal's case a grunt. Micheal was very funny at times. His reactions were hellarious to watch. Liz stood there not really knowing what to say to them. "Ummm....if you want to go watch a movie..... i am sure we have Braveheart upstairs." Liz said with a slight smile. Micheals eyes lite up.
"Really?" Micheal said sounding like a three year old on caffine.
"Yeah, under the VCR , third shelf." Liz said as Micheal darted to the upstairs livingroom
"Now you done it, you know how he gets when it comes to Braveheart. I should hit you if you wouldn't die on me." Maria said trying at a little humor.
"Maria i think Alex is rubbing off on you. you should go curl up with him." Liz said simi-patting Maria on the back. Maria headed off in that direction. Liz sighed as she watched her friend slowly climbed the stairs to her beloved. Beloved. That brought liz back to earth. "Max, if you want you could....." Liz's face went blank. "Go home Max." She said plainly. Max stood there stunned. Not really knowing what to do. "I am still mad at you for entering my dream." Liz said turning to him.
"Liz i am sorry for doing that, it was I just... just wanted to see if i could connect with you to help. Thats all." Max said taking a small step forward. Liz ignored it.
"Than it is okay, all is forgotten." Liz took a step to the stairs, placed her hand on the rail and paused. "If you want to watch a movie with them, you can. I sure there is room on the couch."
"What about you? Aren't you going to watch the movie?" Max asked confessed that she left herself out of the 'fun'.
"No i think i am going to tuen in early. Just catch up on reading and other school work." Liz said as she started up the stairs. Max close on her heals.
"Well i could help." He said meaning it more ways than one.
"Nah, i will be fine." Liz said meaning it more ways than one. And as she reached the door it open a few seconds before she touched it. Liz gasped.
"What is it?" max asked concerned.
"Nothing i.... the door nob just shocked me that is all." Liz said mentally patting herself on the back for that close coverup. What the hell was that? liz thought to herself. She dismissed it as the wind or just something natural. How stupid was that of me to think i made the door move, she thought.