While Max was sitting on his bed, he felt a powerful , uncontrollable rage
towards Liz consuming him. He repeated over and over, "Must kill Liz."
*** Liz's Room***
Liz was still crying. She was curled up on her bed when she heard a knock on the window. She looked out and saw that it was Max. Opening the window, he jumped in. Piercing through her ears was the words that she thought Max would never say, "Must kill Liz." Liz starting backing up only to find the wall. She scooted to the door with a look of panic on her face. She was rubbing against the wall trying to find the door knob while keeping her eyes on Max.
Max stretched his arms out. Their destination, her neck. Knowing she couldn't scream loud enough for her father to hear her, she resigned to whimpering and pleading to him. Max tightened his grip around her neck and raised her up with her back still up against the wall. Losing oxygen, her body started turning purple. After struggling a little longer, she relinquished her spirit and died.
Max was knocked out of the "trance" when she died. Not seeing her dead, he fell to the ground and wondering how he had gotten to her room. He saw her lifeless body on the ground. He picked up her petite body and stroked his fingers through her gorgeous brown hair. Placing his hand on her heart trying his hardest to heal her, but it wouldn't work. He no longer could hold his salty tears back. He kissed her one last time. Embraced her one last time. Longed for her one last time.
Still not sure of what happened he sat there holding the meek body. Then he starting having flash backs of what had happened. He held his head and shook his body with great force not knowing what to do.
He picked her up; he knew what he had to do. He was going to have to turn himself in and let this be. He held her with both arms and started heading to the Roswell Police Station.
***Roswell Police Station***
Max walked in with tears of anguish streaming down his face. Sheriff Valenti and Kyle ran over to see what the trouble was. Sheriff Valenti checked her vital signs. He said, "What happened?"
Max could only manage a few simple words, "It was me." His eyes had changed from their normal deep brown to a sicken gray because of his sadness and anger. His pupils were no longer visible and his face was wet with new tears. The government leaked out of the shadows of watching. Seeing Liz dead and Max ballistic gave him the greatest joy. He mumbled to himself, "Another case closed."
The End
A/N: Thank you artic strawbehry for your help on this fic! I know you're probably mad because I haven't updated. Sorry!
*** Liz's Room***
Liz was still crying. She was curled up on her bed when she heard a knock on the window. She looked out and saw that it was Max. Opening the window, he jumped in. Piercing through her ears was the words that she thought Max would never say, "Must kill Liz." Liz starting backing up only to find the wall. She scooted to the door with a look of panic on her face. She was rubbing against the wall trying to find the door knob while keeping her eyes on Max.
Max stretched his arms out. Their destination, her neck. Knowing she couldn't scream loud enough for her father to hear her, she resigned to whimpering and pleading to him. Max tightened his grip around her neck and raised her up with her back still up against the wall. Losing oxygen, her body started turning purple. After struggling a little longer, she relinquished her spirit and died.
Max was knocked out of the "trance" when she died. Not seeing her dead, he fell to the ground and wondering how he had gotten to her room. He saw her lifeless body on the ground. He picked up her petite body and stroked his fingers through her gorgeous brown hair. Placing his hand on her heart trying his hardest to heal her, but it wouldn't work. He no longer could hold his salty tears back. He kissed her one last time. Embraced her one last time. Longed for her one last time.
Still not sure of what happened he sat there holding the meek body. Then he starting having flash backs of what had happened. He held his head and shook his body with great force not knowing what to do.
He picked her up; he knew what he had to do. He was going to have to turn himself in and let this be. He held her with both arms and started heading to the Roswell Police Station.
***Roswell Police Station***
Max walked in with tears of anguish streaming down his face. Sheriff Valenti and Kyle ran over to see what the trouble was. Sheriff Valenti checked her vital signs. He said, "What happened?"
Max could only manage a few simple words, "It was me." His eyes had changed from their normal deep brown to a sicken gray because of his sadness and anger. His pupils were no longer visible and his face was wet with new tears. The government leaked out of the shadows of watching. Seeing Liz dead and Max ballistic gave him the greatest joy. He mumbled to himself, "Another case closed."
The End
A/N: Thank you artic strawbehry for your help on this fic! I know you're probably mad because I haven't updated. Sorry!