I can't sleep. I open my eyes again and get up, shaking. I need a drink,
but I can't swallow. The phone rings and I jump back, knocking over a
chair. I place a hand on my chest, oh god. I pick up the reciever...
"Hello?" My heart feels like it's about to burst.
"Liz...are you okay? I know you said you'd call, but I needed to see if you were okay?"
I feel tears threatning to spill and I take a deep breath. Just say yes Liz. Then you can calm down, "No Max," I start to sob, "Help me....." God, I need to stop. I'm confessing almost everything to a person I barely know....but I feel like he can protect me.
"Liz, just stay right there. I'll be over soon. Okay?"
"Okay."
Then the phone clicks. I turn mine off and sit down as my knees give. I stare at the wall until I hear the doorbell ring.
I run to the door and fling it open. But instead of the sight of Max to greet my tired eyes, I see my ex-boyfriend, Kyle. My eyes widen with surprise, "Kyle?"
"Lizzie, I heard about your mom, I'm so sorry."
"Kyle what are you doing here?"
"I thought you might need a friend..."
I'm about to answer that I don't want to see him right now, but a deep voice answers for me, "She does need a friend, but that friend is me."
Kyle turns around and raises an eyebrow, "Who are you?"
"I'm Max Evans, just moved here." Max sounds pleasant but I can see how tense he is. Just don't kill him Max, beating to a pulp is okay though.
"Yeah, well you can go home now."
"Kyle leave..."
Kyle turns around and looks at me in surprise, "What?"
"I said leave! You cheated on me dumbass! I don't ever wanna see you again! LEAVE!"
Kyle's eyes grow dark with anger and he sneers, "Fine you filthy whore. Forget you." He walks off and Max hurries to me, grabbing my arms. Good he did or I think i would collapsed into a heap. I wince because his fingers are on my cuts.
Max looks at me, he can see the pain displayed on my face and he leads me back into the house, sitting me down into a chair. Before I can say a word, he pulls my sweater off of me, thank god I chose to wear a tank top under it, and takes a step back.
I finally get the courage to meet his eyes and I can see him hurting for me, "This is what I wanted to tell you Max," I start sobbing again. I feel so ashamed and Max does the last thing I expected him to do, he wraps his arms around me gently and holds me. He strokes my hair with one hand and whispers into my ear that he's going to help me and that he won't leave me alone anymore. I think I'm falling in love with him....
"Hello?" My heart feels like it's about to burst.
"Liz...are you okay? I know you said you'd call, but I needed to see if you were okay?"
I feel tears threatning to spill and I take a deep breath. Just say yes Liz. Then you can calm down, "No Max," I start to sob, "Help me....." God, I need to stop. I'm confessing almost everything to a person I barely know....but I feel like he can protect me.
"Liz, just stay right there. I'll be over soon. Okay?"
"Okay."
Then the phone clicks. I turn mine off and sit down as my knees give. I stare at the wall until I hear the doorbell ring.
I run to the door and fling it open. But instead of the sight of Max to greet my tired eyes, I see my ex-boyfriend, Kyle. My eyes widen with surprise, "Kyle?"
"Lizzie, I heard about your mom, I'm so sorry."
"Kyle what are you doing here?"
"I thought you might need a friend..."
I'm about to answer that I don't want to see him right now, but a deep voice answers for me, "She does need a friend, but that friend is me."
Kyle turns around and raises an eyebrow, "Who are you?"
"I'm Max Evans, just moved here." Max sounds pleasant but I can see how tense he is. Just don't kill him Max, beating to a pulp is okay though.
"Yeah, well you can go home now."
"Kyle leave..."
Kyle turns around and looks at me in surprise, "What?"
"I said leave! You cheated on me dumbass! I don't ever wanna see you again! LEAVE!"
Kyle's eyes grow dark with anger and he sneers, "Fine you filthy whore. Forget you." He walks off and Max hurries to me, grabbing my arms. Good he did or I think i would collapsed into a heap. I wince because his fingers are on my cuts.
Max looks at me, he can see the pain displayed on my face and he leads me back into the house, sitting me down into a chair. Before I can say a word, he pulls my sweater off of me, thank god I chose to wear a tank top under it, and takes a step back.
I finally get the courage to meet his eyes and I can see him hurting for me, "This is what I wanted to tell you Max," I start sobbing again. I feel so ashamed and Max does the last thing I expected him to do, he wraps his arms around me gently and holds me. He strokes my hair with one hand and whispers into my ear that he's going to help me and that he won't leave me alone anymore. I think I'm falling in love with him....
