Story is mine, show and characters is Fox's and Cameron's. Listened to Aaliyah, I care for you.
She walked slowly trough his apartment. Looking at everything. Her hand ran along the edge of his desk. There was a folded piece of paper with Max written on it. She hadn't noticed it before. It looked as though it had been crumpled then smoothed again.
-Max-
If you are reading this now, then I really did do it. The unthinkable. Maybe you don't understand why. I will attempt to the best of my ability to explain. And hope you don't hate me for doing this.
The first time I saw you, I knew you were different. Not genetically engineered, though I figured something was up. No. I knew you were different in another way. You are not the same as other girls. Other women. You would not hurt me, like so many others, unless it was necessary. You stole my heart at first glance. You mean everything to me. More than words can say. More than I have expressed to you. I admit, when times got hard, I did not always stand by you. But, if you needed me I would be there. It became so hard not to touch you. So hard, not to feel you. Every time I saw you, I needed you, but we could not be. Each day became harder and harder. My heart was torn into tiny pieces every second I was not with you, and every time I could not touch you. The world is a crazy messed up place, and you balanced everything for me. You became the pillar upon which I could lean. So one day it became necessary. I had to do it. I had to touch you, to make sure it was all real. To feel you. The indescribable joy of just feeling your skin upon mine. It's crazy, I know. The silent tears that flowed like a river could not ease the pain. Love can make you do crazy things. Life is not worth living without you. You have to understand that Max. I love you. No matter what happens. I will always love you. I hoped that one day you would have my child. You would be a great mother. A great wife. My soulmate forever, in life and death. Goodbye sweet angel.
Beep, beep, beep. She ran to the phone, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Hey whats up?"
"Boo......he's awake."
So, good? I really hope so.
She walked slowly trough his apartment. Looking at everything. Her hand ran along the edge of his desk. There was a folded piece of paper with Max written on it. She hadn't noticed it before. It looked as though it had been crumpled then smoothed again.
-Max-
If you are reading this now, then I really did do it. The unthinkable. Maybe you don't understand why. I will attempt to the best of my ability to explain. And hope you don't hate me for doing this.
The first time I saw you, I knew you were different. Not genetically engineered, though I figured something was up. No. I knew you were different in another way. You are not the same as other girls. Other women. You would not hurt me, like so many others, unless it was necessary. You stole my heart at first glance. You mean everything to me. More than words can say. More than I have expressed to you. I admit, when times got hard, I did not always stand by you. But, if you needed me I would be there. It became so hard not to touch you. So hard, not to feel you. Every time I saw you, I needed you, but we could not be. Each day became harder and harder. My heart was torn into tiny pieces every second I was not with you, and every time I could not touch you. The world is a crazy messed up place, and you balanced everything for me. You became the pillar upon which I could lean. So one day it became necessary. I had to do it. I had to touch you, to make sure it was all real. To feel you. The indescribable joy of just feeling your skin upon mine. It's crazy, I know. The silent tears that flowed like a river could not ease the pain. Love can make you do crazy things. Life is not worth living without you. You have to understand that Max. I love you. No matter what happens. I will always love you. I hoped that one day you would have my child. You would be a great mother. A great wife. My soulmate forever, in life and death. Goodbye sweet angel.
Beep, beep, beep. She ran to the phone, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Hey whats up?"
"Boo......he's awake."
So, good? I really hope so.