"Well Michael um..." but Liz had been interupted by a weak voice.
"Michael?" Maria had woken up. She was struggling to lift her head.
"Just relax, I'm here." Michael stroked her head. Maria could barely open her eyes but she knew Michael was there. "So Liz?"
"Oh ya well it can wait."
"No Liz it can't."
"We should probably go outside." Liz stood to wheel Michael out but he grabbed her arm.
"Liz just tell me." Michael became inpatient.
"You."
A freezing cold feeling of pain surged through Michael's insides. "Me, but how?"
Liz sat down and gripped the chair arms. "It was raining, Maria was driving and um Michael you were drunk."
"But I wasn't driving that makes no sense."
"I know we don't really know what happened after that but we just assumed that you distracted her.
Michael was pissed. "You just assumed I was the cause. Come on you just said it was raining, that sounds like an explaination to me."
Liz didn't know what to say. She knew that Isabel had gone into Maria's dream and seen the whole thing but she couldn't tell him that.
Michael watched Maria for a few minutes and saw her pain as she breathed. Could it have been his fault? He couldn't stay there any longer. "I have to get out of here."
Liz stood to help him but he pushed her away.
"I don't need your help!!" He put his hands on the wheelchair and slowly made his way to the hallway.
He was so tired and dizzy. The sounds of Maria screaming filled his head. He leaned over and vomited. Suddenly it was like he couldn't breathe, he had done this to Maria. He couldn't stand it anymore the pain was so strong.
"Michael?" Maria had woken up. She was struggling to lift her head.
"Just relax, I'm here." Michael stroked her head. Maria could barely open her eyes but she knew Michael was there. "So Liz?"
"Oh ya well it can wait."
"No Liz it can't."
"We should probably go outside." Liz stood to wheel Michael out but he grabbed her arm.
"Liz just tell me." Michael became inpatient.
"You."
A freezing cold feeling of pain surged through Michael's insides. "Me, but how?"
Liz sat down and gripped the chair arms. "It was raining, Maria was driving and um Michael you were drunk."
"But I wasn't driving that makes no sense."
"I know we don't really know what happened after that but we just assumed that you distracted her.
Michael was pissed. "You just assumed I was the cause. Come on you just said it was raining, that sounds like an explaination to me."
Liz didn't know what to say. She knew that Isabel had gone into Maria's dream and seen the whole thing but she couldn't tell him that.
Michael watched Maria for a few minutes and saw her pain as she breathed. Could it have been his fault? He couldn't stay there any longer. "I have to get out of here."
Liz stood to help him but he pushed her away.
"I don't need your help!!" He put his hands on the wheelchair and slowly made his way to the hallway.
He was so tired and dizzy. The sounds of Maria screaming filled his head. He leaned over and vomited. Suddenly it was like he couldn't breathe, he had done this to Maria. He couldn't stand it anymore the pain was so strong.
