Consequences, Choices, and Confessions
by pari106

pari106@hotmail.com
http://www.geocities.com/pari106/damain.html

Disclaimer and rating found in chapter 1.



Chapter 6

Max came out of her thoughts. Mere moments had passed since she'd told Zack her secret, but in her mind
she'd relived those moments of discovery in the bathroom, those angsty conversations with Original and
Logan, all over again. In her mind she'd told them about the baby once more, and now she'd told Zack, as
well. All that remained was to see how Zack responded.

Zack stared at her with a look of…well. It wasn't really any kind of look. He just wore a blank expression.
If anything, it was a look of expectation. Like he was waiting for her words to sink in, or for a clarification
to come, but none did. And then, when her words had finally hit him, his face filled with something else.

Max felt her heart sink.

Zack's face filled with pain. That was the look that overcame him. Great pain and loss and sorrow. Max
was confused by that, but then even those emotions became eclipsed by another. Anger. Fury, even. And
disappointment. Those emotions, coming from Zack, Max understood. And she hadn't known what she'd
expected Zack to feel when he learned he was a father. But she was sure it was something along the lines
of what Cindy had mentioned. She had expected…well, maybe not expected. But she'd hoped that, if not
happy about the situation, that he'd at least be accepting. Now she felt those hopes die.

"Zack…"

Still, Zack just sat there, staring at her. It was beginning to frighten her. He wasn't moving; he might not
even be breathing. He just sat and stared. Max's eyes filled, once more, with tears.

"Zack…say something," she pleaded.

Zack just sat there a moment more. Then he shot to his feet as though shoved.

"Gotta go out," is all he said. He was out of the room before Max could respond.

And he slammed the door behind him with such force, a small piece of the frame splintered and fell to the
floor.