In the Shrink's Chair: Liz Parker
Author's Note: Omg! Thank you so much for all the feedback! You guys are so amazing. I wasn't about to post for a long time, but you guys inspired me! I do need your opinion though, after I've done all the main characters, I'm thinking about couple counseling, you know, Max and Liz, Michael and Maria, Isabel and Alex, and maybe Amy DeLuca and Jim Valenti. Let me know what you think!
Author's Note II: Alright, here it is, the finished third chapter.
After the slightly different session with the alien princess, Isabel Evans, I prepared myself for the next client, a smart student named Liz Parker. Okay, Liz gets excellent grades and is on her way to Harvard…why does she need help? To me, the answer was clear, she was too stressed out with all of her schoolwork! A stressed teenager I could definitely handle.
"Miss Liz Parker is here," announced my secretary.
A petite brunette nervously walked into my office.
"Miss Parker, welcome," I greeted, hoping to calm my nerves and have a normal stress session. Even an "I was abducted by an alien" session would be more relaxing than what was in store for me.
"Hi."
"So, what's on your mind?" I asked, hoping to break the ice.
"Max." Was the simple answer.
"Excuse me?"
"Everyday, I promise myself not to think of him, but I do. I get up, think of Max, get dressed, think of Max, eat breakfast, think of Max, go to school, think of Max, work at the Crashdown, think of Max, do my homework, think of Max, eat dinner, think of Max, write in my journal, think of Max, take a shower, think of Max, get ready for bed, think of Max, go to sleep, dream of Max." she explained.
I think that this type of thing was on All My Children no so long ago. Maybe this day won't be too bad after all; I get to see a real live soap opera…hmm, maybe it was in Days of Our Lives…we could rename it Days of Our Bob! (A/N: Please! FINISH BOB!!!!!)
"So why don't you be with Max?" I asked.
She shook her head. "That's impossible. We can't be together or else the whole world would end."
Okay, rewind and back it up. I'm really confused.
"The end of the world?"
"His world and mine."
His world and mine? Would that mean that…oh no, not another alien abduction thing.
"Where is Max right now?" My guess is that this is her imaginary boyfriend but with the whole Roswell-alien-abduction theme.
"He was outside picking up Isabel when I arrived."
Isabel? As in Isabel Evans who I want to commit to the full-fledged wack- job-loop-dee-loop-no-marbles-left-empty-head-not-the-brightest-crayon-in- the-box-a-few-cans-short-of-a-six-pack section of the mental asylum? Uh- oh, then that would mean…
"Max is an alien!" blurted out Liz. She then looked at me frantically.
"It's okay, I just finished talking to Isabel…I know about the whole alien thing." And nothing that you could say will be as unbelievable as her story, I silently added.
Liz looked relieved. "So I can talk to you about this?"
"That's what I'm here for." Now, I ask myself, do I need to call the Roswell Crazy House and commit another teen to the full-fledged wack-job- loop-dee-loop-no-marbles-left-empty-head-not-the-brightest-crayon-in-the- box-a-few-cans-short-of-a-six-pack section?
Liz took a deep breath and began her story.
"It all started back in September of 1999. I work in the Crashdown Café with my best friend Maria. One day, I was shot in the stomach. I would have died, and sometimes wish I did…but then Max Evans saved me."
Great…talk of suicide. I do not need another depressed teen.
"You're life is worth living" I counseled.
She looked at me, startled.
"Oh no, I wasn't thinking about ending it…after all that has happened. Besides, I can't let pig woman chase after Max."
"Max…"
"Evans. My former boyfriend and eternal soulmate."
Soulmate? Wasn't this some cheezy pop song? Max Evans…the alien? THIS "GIRL NEXT DOOR" FELL IN LOVE WITH AN ALIEN? Okay, so now that's two people for the full-fledged wack-job-loop-dee-loop-no-marbles-left-empty- head-not-the-brightest-crayon-in-the-box-a-few-cans-short-of-a-six-pack section of the Crazy House. Why, oh why couldn't this Max have been an imaginary friend? Then maybe, just maybe I would be able to show her the difference between reality and her imagination?
I took a deep breath. "You're rather young to be thinking about soulmates…aren't you?"
Liz looked at me strangely. "Well, Max and I actually got married in Las Vegas when we were nineteen."
"So, you are married to him? But, it says in your files that you are only seventeen!"
Now I've really got to call the Roswell Crazy house…this girl thinks that she's older than she really is…what next? Time travel? Is this "Back to the Future?"
Liz looked at me sadly, "In another life, we were married at nineteen…but because of Tess, a pig woman, we can't be together or else the world will end."
"You've already told me that."
"Max has this whole other destiny with the pig woman."
"Tess?"
"Yes…everything was fine last year, Max and I were together and happy, for once…when SHE came!"
Okay, Miss Perfect is getting upset and is starting to scare me.
Liz looks really angry as she continues. "Tess mindwarped Max into thinking that he loved her. She made him kiss her right in front of me…of course he apologized later, but it still hurt. Then, after Max was tortured and tested by the FBI we found out that Max and Tess are meant to be together!"
Tortured and tested? This girl has some imagination!
"Explain what you mean by 'meant to be together'." I asked, curious to see what her mind would create next.
"She had this metal book with writings in it and it showed them together…also, after activating the orbs, Max and Isabel's mother from their past lives told them that Tess was his young bride…argh…did I mention that I hated Tess?"
Oh, yes, Miss Parker has quite an imagination. A tragic and violent imagination, but a creative one at that.
"So," she continued, "I tried to ignore Max and tell him to be with Tess, his destiny, but he doesn't take no for an answer. Anyway, then Maria, my best friend, took Alex and me to a fortune teller. She told me that I would eventually end up with the one that I love…Max!"
First of all, fortunetellers aren't up there in reliability, they're just people that pretend to know a happy future for you. (A/N: Please, no offense to all the fortunetellers out there!) Second, they ALWAYS tell you that you end up with a happy, love-filled life.
"So when I got home, I was very happy…then, my world came crashing down. Max, from the future, arrived. He told me that I had to make the present version of Max fall out of love with me because if I didn't, the whole world would end."
Okay, this really is "Back to the Future."
"You've already told me several times that the whole world would end…why?"
"Because as Max and I got closer, he pushed Tess the pig woman away and she eventually left Roswell."
"Wouldn't that be a good thing?" I interrupted.
"For a while, yes, it would be…but then the Skins came and they defeated Max, Michael, and Isabel because Tess was not with then to complete the unit."
"So what happened?"
Liz started to cry. "I pretended to sleep with Kyle, my former boyfriend before Max. It hurt Max so bad when he saw us in my bed…I still have nightmares about it."
Welcome to…the Twilight Zone! I'm getting a headache from all this past, present, and future talk…it reminds me of A Christmas Carol, only much weirder.
"Why didn't the future version of Max go to the present version of Max?" Ha! See if you can talk yourself out of this one! Now, I can diagnose you as schizophrenic!
"Because future Max told me that if he was to meet the present Max, they would both disappear."
Darn…she has a really great imagination!
"So now Max is upset with you?"
"He really won't even look at me now…he's asked me a couple times if I really slept with Kyle and I keep having to tell him yes…I hate lying to him."
"So, can you be together now?" This is way too confusing…I need a gin and tonic.
"No, because the end of the world might still come!"
Oh.
"And Tess is still trying to be with Max which makes me sick."
Make her sick? I'm getting a migraine listening to this. Where's my Tylenol?
"But, isn't that good that Max and Tess are together, then wouldn't the world not end?"
"Technically, yes, but I can't help but wish that Max still likes me a tiny bit."
Ah, case a jealous girlfriend.
"I think that you need to talk to Max, Miss Parker. He would probably understand. Now, unfortunately, this session is over. It was very interesting."
Liz thanked me and before she left, she told me. "Don't tell anyone about the aliens…Isabel can invade your dreams, Max can set off any alarm and unlock any lock, Michael has killed a guy and can give you nasty rashes, and Tess, although I hate her, can mindwarp you to make you see things.
Great, another threat!
The Blue Duck: Your idea is great! I might use it…do you mind?
Harini: Hi! I just wanted to say hi!
Author's Note: Omg! Thank you so much for all the feedback! You guys are so amazing. I wasn't about to post for a long time, but you guys inspired me! I do need your opinion though, after I've done all the main characters, I'm thinking about couple counseling, you know, Max and Liz, Michael and Maria, Isabel and Alex, and maybe Amy DeLuca and Jim Valenti. Let me know what you think!
Author's Note II: Alright, here it is, the finished third chapter.
After the slightly different session with the alien princess, Isabel Evans, I prepared myself for the next client, a smart student named Liz Parker. Okay, Liz gets excellent grades and is on her way to Harvard…why does she need help? To me, the answer was clear, she was too stressed out with all of her schoolwork! A stressed teenager I could definitely handle.
"Miss Liz Parker is here," announced my secretary.
A petite brunette nervously walked into my office.
"Miss Parker, welcome," I greeted, hoping to calm my nerves and have a normal stress session. Even an "I was abducted by an alien" session would be more relaxing than what was in store for me.
"Hi."
"So, what's on your mind?" I asked, hoping to break the ice.
"Max." Was the simple answer.
"Excuse me?"
"Everyday, I promise myself not to think of him, but I do. I get up, think of Max, get dressed, think of Max, eat breakfast, think of Max, go to school, think of Max, work at the Crashdown, think of Max, do my homework, think of Max, eat dinner, think of Max, write in my journal, think of Max, take a shower, think of Max, get ready for bed, think of Max, go to sleep, dream of Max." she explained.
I think that this type of thing was on All My Children no so long ago. Maybe this day won't be too bad after all; I get to see a real live soap opera…hmm, maybe it was in Days of Our Lives…we could rename it Days of Our Bob! (A/N: Please! FINISH BOB!!!!!)
"So why don't you be with Max?" I asked.
She shook her head. "That's impossible. We can't be together or else the whole world would end."
Okay, rewind and back it up. I'm really confused.
"The end of the world?"
"His world and mine."
His world and mine? Would that mean that…oh no, not another alien abduction thing.
"Where is Max right now?" My guess is that this is her imaginary boyfriend but with the whole Roswell-alien-abduction theme.
"He was outside picking up Isabel when I arrived."
Isabel? As in Isabel Evans who I want to commit to the full-fledged wack- job-loop-dee-loop-no-marbles-left-empty-head-not-the-brightest-crayon-in- the-box-a-few-cans-short-of-a-six-pack section of the mental asylum? Uh- oh, then that would mean…
"Max is an alien!" blurted out Liz. She then looked at me frantically.
"It's okay, I just finished talking to Isabel…I know about the whole alien thing." And nothing that you could say will be as unbelievable as her story, I silently added.
Liz looked relieved. "So I can talk to you about this?"
"That's what I'm here for." Now, I ask myself, do I need to call the Roswell Crazy House and commit another teen to the full-fledged wack-job- loop-dee-loop-no-marbles-left-empty-head-not-the-brightest-crayon-in-the- box-a-few-cans-short-of-a-six-pack section?
Liz took a deep breath and began her story.
"It all started back in September of 1999. I work in the Crashdown Café with my best friend Maria. One day, I was shot in the stomach. I would have died, and sometimes wish I did…but then Max Evans saved me."
Great…talk of suicide. I do not need another depressed teen.
"You're life is worth living" I counseled.
She looked at me, startled.
"Oh no, I wasn't thinking about ending it…after all that has happened. Besides, I can't let pig woman chase after Max."
"Max…"
"Evans. My former boyfriend and eternal soulmate."
Soulmate? Wasn't this some cheezy pop song? Max Evans…the alien? THIS "GIRL NEXT DOOR" FELL IN LOVE WITH AN ALIEN? Okay, so now that's two people for the full-fledged wack-job-loop-dee-loop-no-marbles-left-empty- head-not-the-brightest-crayon-in-the-box-a-few-cans-short-of-a-six-pack section of the Crazy House. Why, oh why couldn't this Max have been an imaginary friend? Then maybe, just maybe I would be able to show her the difference between reality and her imagination?
I took a deep breath. "You're rather young to be thinking about soulmates…aren't you?"
Liz looked at me strangely. "Well, Max and I actually got married in Las Vegas when we were nineteen."
"So, you are married to him? But, it says in your files that you are only seventeen!"
Now I've really got to call the Roswell Crazy house…this girl thinks that she's older than she really is…what next? Time travel? Is this "Back to the Future?"
Liz looked at me sadly, "In another life, we were married at nineteen…but because of Tess, a pig woman, we can't be together or else the world will end."
"You've already told me that."
"Max has this whole other destiny with the pig woman."
"Tess?"
"Yes…everything was fine last year, Max and I were together and happy, for once…when SHE came!"
Okay, Miss Perfect is getting upset and is starting to scare me.
Liz looks really angry as she continues. "Tess mindwarped Max into thinking that he loved her. She made him kiss her right in front of me…of course he apologized later, but it still hurt. Then, after Max was tortured and tested by the FBI we found out that Max and Tess are meant to be together!"
Tortured and tested? This girl has some imagination!
"Explain what you mean by 'meant to be together'." I asked, curious to see what her mind would create next.
"She had this metal book with writings in it and it showed them together…also, after activating the orbs, Max and Isabel's mother from their past lives told them that Tess was his young bride…argh…did I mention that I hated Tess?"
Oh, yes, Miss Parker has quite an imagination. A tragic and violent imagination, but a creative one at that.
"So," she continued, "I tried to ignore Max and tell him to be with Tess, his destiny, but he doesn't take no for an answer. Anyway, then Maria, my best friend, took Alex and me to a fortune teller. She told me that I would eventually end up with the one that I love…Max!"
First of all, fortunetellers aren't up there in reliability, they're just people that pretend to know a happy future for you. (A/N: Please, no offense to all the fortunetellers out there!) Second, they ALWAYS tell you that you end up with a happy, love-filled life.
"So when I got home, I was very happy…then, my world came crashing down. Max, from the future, arrived. He told me that I had to make the present version of Max fall out of love with me because if I didn't, the whole world would end."
Okay, this really is "Back to the Future."
"You've already told me several times that the whole world would end…why?"
"Because as Max and I got closer, he pushed Tess the pig woman away and she eventually left Roswell."
"Wouldn't that be a good thing?" I interrupted.
"For a while, yes, it would be…but then the Skins came and they defeated Max, Michael, and Isabel because Tess was not with then to complete the unit."
"So what happened?"
Liz started to cry. "I pretended to sleep with Kyle, my former boyfriend before Max. It hurt Max so bad when he saw us in my bed…I still have nightmares about it."
Welcome to…the Twilight Zone! I'm getting a headache from all this past, present, and future talk…it reminds me of A Christmas Carol, only much weirder.
"Why didn't the future version of Max go to the present version of Max?" Ha! See if you can talk yourself out of this one! Now, I can diagnose you as schizophrenic!
"Because future Max told me that if he was to meet the present Max, they would both disappear."
Darn…she has a really great imagination!
"So now Max is upset with you?"
"He really won't even look at me now…he's asked me a couple times if I really slept with Kyle and I keep having to tell him yes…I hate lying to him."
"So, can you be together now?" This is way too confusing…I need a gin and tonic.
"No, because the end of the world might still come!"
Oh.
"And Tess is still trying to be with Max which makes me sick."
Make her sick? I'm getting a migraine listening to this. Where's my Tylenol?
"But, isn't that good that Max and Tess are together, then wouldn't the world not end?"
"Technically, yes, but I can't help but wish that Max still likes me a tiny bit."
Ah, case a jealous girlfriend.
"I think that you need to talk to Max, Miss Parker. He would probably understand. Now, unfortunately, this session is over. It was very interesting."
Liz thanked me and before she left, she told me. "Don't tell anyone about the aliens…Isabel can invade your dreams, Max can set off any alarm and unlock any lock, Michael has killed a guy and can give you nasty rashes, and Tess, although I hate her, can mindwarp you to make you see things.
Great, another threat!
The Blue Duck: Your idea is great! I might use it…do you mind?
Harini: Hi! I just wanted to say hi!