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Title: Unheard
Author: talena
Disclaimers: Nope, don't own anything, otherwise this story of mine would be a script for an episode. Roswell belongs to Jason Katims and Melinda Mitz.
Category: Liz-centered
Ratings/Genre: PG-13/angst
Summary/Spoilers: Post-EOTW. She's falling, but no one can see the loneliness that has overtaken her.
Author's Notes: This is my first Roswell series, and the first of many more series to come. God only knows how many ideas that are swimming around in my head. So please help with the constructive criticism. I also love using songs to help the mood in my stories, so you'll see a lot of songs used in my chapters.
Dedication/Distribution: If you want to post it, just ask, ok? Oh and this is for Tabasco Liz and Gaudicia (Silver Sky) my absolute two favorite people!

Chapter 2: The One I Gave My Heart To

She stood quietly, the shadows hiding her small stature as she watched with a trained eye, the activities about her. Through the corner of her eye, she watched as her friends arrived one by one. She turned to her left to see Alex Whitman getting out books for his morning class and on her right stood Michael, who appeared to be standing aloof, waiting for the first bell to ring, but in all actuality, he was eagerly waiting the arrival of a certain blonde, cedar oil-sniffing, hyperactive spitfire.

A small smile tugged at her lips as she gave him a knowing look when he looked up at her. His eyes narrowed slightly before he looked away, but she still caught the blush beginning to spread across his handsome features, and she bit her cheek to keep from giggling. He was just too adorable. Turning back she was surprised to see that Isabel Evans had arrived and now was standing shyly before Alex. She said something causing him to duck his face to hide his blush, and again she bit her cheek. They were all just too sweet!

Glancing back at Michael, she saw that Maria had arrived and the two were now engaged in a lively argument. She shook her head, amused with their interesting way of flirting. From the corner of her eye she saw Alex and Isabel walking over to the bickering couple with Max following. A frown marred her features. The picture was almost perfect, but there was something wrong. Someone was missing…and after a few moments it came to her. And her eyes scanned the hallway, finally catching movement in another shadowed area, and her eyes locked with another's and their gaze held. She unconsciously took a step forward, but was pulled away from the gaze by an arm wrapping around her waist. A smile began to appear slowly over her face and she leaned back against the muscular body. "Morning Buddha boy."

Kyle inhaled her soft scent and placed a kiss on her head, "Morning Tess. Why are you standing here in the corner?"

His question broke her away from her reverie, and she looked quickly to the shadows only to find those eyes gone. But Tess could still see them clearly, those deep pools of brown liquid penetrating her being. They held a sense of suffering and longing in those depths.

"Tess?" Once again she was pulled away from her thoughts by the one person she knew really cared for her.

"Oh…sorry, I just spaced out there." She offered weakly and he chuckled softly at her small joke.

"That's alright…I asked if you wanted to go to the Crash after school."

Tess gave him a nod in agreement, but her mind wandered elsewhere. The past four months had been a dream come true to her…and she owed it all to two people. Kyle Valenti and her one-time rival, Liz Parker. A frown appeared once more as she thought of how this all began. It started four months ago when she was still in her small world of delusion and fantasies of a love she had thought Max Evans could give her. Liz Parker had gone to her and had given her a chance to make those dreams come true. She had thought it strange back then, and still thought it so when Liz had given her pointers on snagging Max for herself. When that hadn't worked, and Max had still gone back to Liz, Tess resented her. After his rejection, the fog that had settled over her heart and mind began to clear, and all thoughts of loving Max in that sort of way vanished. But those longings didn't disappear, instead, to her surprise; she found them directed at someone else. That someone being one Kyle Valenti or Buddha Boy which she had so affectionately dubbed him.

And that night, her hearts and dreams had been shattered again when she heard of what had happened between Kyle and Liz. And resentment towards the latter grew even more as she comforted Max. For the next few days she had avoided Kyle no matter how many times he tried to talk to her. Her confusion and hurt clouding her decisions during that time, and her bitterness towards Liz boiled. Those few days after that night, she expected to see Kyle and Liz to rekindle that old flame of theirs, and the victorious look in Liz's eyes. She saw neither thing, Kyle treated Liz as he would a younger sister, and Liz walked the halls like a ghost with silent eyes. Closing her eyes she remembered her spiraling emotions through that time period, and she was about to end it all…but Kyle had cornered her and had made her seen past what was there and into her own heart.

The frowned disappeared as a dreamy grin crossed her face, remembering that kiss that had ended her hatred, and at the same time started it all. And from that moment on, she had found herself become more and more humane, and all resentment had left her, replaced with content happiness. She never asked Kyle about what had occurred between Liz and him, but she had begun to believe it not at all true.

"Tess? Babe, the bell just rang." Tess nodded and followed him absentmindedly, passing by those silent eyes that stared after them.

…everything is falling into place. Maria and Michael are officially together, and Isabel has finally admitted to having feelings for Alex. They're so happy together, so carefree. It's new and refreshing to see them as normal couples without a care in the world…and that's the reason I haven't told anyone about FM or about what might have been. I simply can't see a reason to shatter that joy with my sob story. I was watching her this morning. Watching her as she watched them. It looks like Tess has finally found her home and true destiny with Kyle. Who would have thought? When our eyes connected, I expected to feel hatred towards her…after all she was the reason I'm all alone now, but I couldn't bring myself to dislike her. If anything, it was really all our fault she never belonged, she nor Kyle, and it's nice to see that they were able to find that special bond with each other. And for that, I'll just watch them, watch the future that I had, in a way, created for them…and so far I think it's a better one.

Hearing some soft moans, Liz stopped writing, having finally decided to buy a new journal to record her thoughts. It was only practical since she had found her mother looking through those tapes she had used to do so before. Glancing around the seemingly secluded area, she pinpointed the sounds to be coming from one Jessica Moore. Jessica Moore as in Max Evan's girlfriend, Jessica. They were locked in a heated make out session, his hands running over her body. Liz felt her heart sink, and she berated herself for letting this happen. Exactly one week after catching her with Kyle, Max had started dating Jessica, and Liz could only watch as they drifted closer and closer together, a piece of herself being torn away from her with ever passing day.

It's almost as if he had forgotten about that special connection between us. He's using every chance he has to throw his relationship with Jessica in my face, using every waking moment to torture me…

Liz threw her stuff in her backpack before she stood up and hurried back towards the school. Max watched her through the corner of his eyes and smirked, satisfied that she had seen them. He turned his attention back to Jessica as he caressed her skin beneath her shirt.

Kyle and Tess caught sight of a blur of brown as a figure pushed pass them, and they looked to see Liz Parker rip open the door and enter the school. Kyle and Tess exchanged worried glances and Tess looked back to the spot Liz had been. She looked back at Kyle, and glanced over his shoulder and gasped. Kyle turned around, and his eyes narrowed when he saw Max Evans. Controlling the urge to run over there and pound him repeatedly. He turned to Tess who was now looking at the doors Liz had ran through moments before, she turned back and he saw the look in her eyes. He nodded in agreement and Tess ran after Liz.

Kyle looked back at Max to see that they had stopped groping each other and had started to eat their lunches. Kyle's eyes narrowed once again in anger and hatred when he realized what had just happened. Max had purposely shoved his relationship in Liz's face just to spite her. He had been doing so for the last three months since that night. Kyle had seen the sneers, heard the hurtful comments, and all the rumors Max had spread about Liz just to hurt her the way she had hurt him. Walking back towards the school, he threw his untouched lunch into the trashcan nearby, suddenly not feeling hungry anymore.

Liz pushed her way blindly through the hallways, running into the nearest restroom. She burst through the doors and automatically ran to one of the stalls as the hold she had over her stomach disappeared and she vomited. Tears pooled in her eyes, the first real tears since that night, and they spilled over, running down her pale cheeks. She continued to vomit, not noticing the hand that brushed back her hair, holding it away from her body.

Why is he doing this? Why? That seems to be the only question I that's been running through my mind these days. Why did future Max had to come back? Why did I have to give the only man, I ever…will ever love up? Why did I have to break both of our hearts? Why…why do I have to be all alone? But the one thing I wonder most is…why did he have to save my life that day? Why did Fate give me a second chance...only to take everything away from me...the only reason I can think of is perhaps I'm finally paying the price of living on borrowed time. I feel like I'm being led by chains through life...as if I were some sort of slave, and again I wonder why save me at all...when all that was meant for me was unbearable silence?

The tears had ceased to flow, as did the overwhelming sickness, but she suddenly felt cold. So very cold, and shivers ran down her body. She jerked in surprise when she felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up to see concerned eyes staring right back down at her. And she offered a meek whisper.

"Tess?"

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How Could The One I Gave My Heart To,
Break My Heart So Bad?
How Could The One Who Made Me Happy,
Make Me Feel So Sad?
Wont Somebody Tell Me?
So I Can Understand....
- The One I Gave My Heart To Aaliyah

~tbc~

A/N: *grimaces* ugh...that was pointless...I just needed this chapter here...and I don't know...just forget this chapter alright? Feedback anyone? Are you still there? Even after reading this chapter? -_-;;