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Ch. 12
HERO
Liz's POV
"You expect me to believe that?" I spat after Max had poured his heart out to me.
His endless nights thinking about how he had hurt me, how he had made such a huge mistake that would change his life forever. How hard it was to fight in his world without any reason to live or fight for. His reason for living wasn't even on the same planet as himself. I, me, I couldn't believe it –he felt as if he had let me down when Tess admitted her deceit after being caught in a lie. She really wasn't pregnant. She tried, oh yea she tried. But nothing worked. So that one night they were… I hate to even think it. But, "together" she still hadn't gotten pregnant so she lied. She lied and then she was too chicken to help fight the battle she was destined to fight on Antar.
"Liz-." His face was hurt.
"No. I don't want to hear this anymore." I covered my ears with my hands. Childish yes but you try getting loads of information all at once then be expected to believe every word of it!
"Elizabeth Claudia Parker! You listen to me right now!" Max screamed.
I cringed. Max had never yelled at me before, and yet it only made me mad, "WHAT!?"
"I LOVE YOU DAMMIT!" He yelled.
I blinked once; I blinked twice, "Wh-what?" He had said he loved me a zillion times since his reappearance in my life but only when he shouted it to me did I start to believe it.
It was like the first time Kyle told me he loved me…
-
As always we were nervous. What were we supposed to do? I knew Kyle had been with other girls.
But I had never been with anyone but Max…
God it hurt just to think of him. Just to think of his name, his face, his essence. His scent of after-shave. But I had to stop thinking about him, I was with Kyle Valenti. I was HAPPY with Kyle Valenti.
"Hey Liz, you here ta see Kyle?" Mr. Valenti smiled opening the door wide.
"NO, actually I came to see you Mr. Valenti." I had flirted, causing a slight blush from the former sheriff.
"Awww, shucks Liz." He said putting on his coat.
"Going somewhere Mr. V?" I asked, knowing perfectly well that he was leaving with Maria's mother for the weekend.
"Why yes, I am. I'm going away for the weekend with the lovely Amy Deluca." He said putting on his hat and slightly dipping it to me. "You and Kyle behave now while I'm gone ya hear? No wild parties or anything." He chuckled.
Just then Kyle came into the room. A smile escaping my lips, "Hey." My eyes sparkled.
"Hey." He smiled back from his place in the dinning room.
I knew he was teasing me; he wanted me to come to him. He wanted me to come and kiss his cheek, knowing perfectly well that I wanted the same but for him to come to me. In the end I always won.
"Hey." He said again kissing my lips subtle.
"Bye you two." Mr. Valenti grinned winking at me. He left, leaving the two of us alone. Me and Kyle, alone. Alone. It felt awkward, was this okay? Was it allowed? We had been dating for five months now and things were intensifying each day. I was nervous to be alone with Kyle. It was almost as if I couldn't trust myself in his presence. Almost like the time me and Max…
NO. Max was gone. Forever. It was time to move on. And Kyle was ready.
"So, what do you want to do?" Kyle asked kissing me softly, each kiss escalating more and more passionately.
I don't know how we made it to his room but there we were, making out in his bed. His hand up my shirt making its way to the clasp of my bra. My hands roaming his back, it was going to happen. I knew it would happen sooner or later, so why was I so scared?
"Do you love me Liz?" His breath was warm against my neck.
"Yes." I barely could whisper without moaning in delight.
"Tell me… tell me you love me…" He pleaded with me.
His hands roamed my body setting each place he touched on fire. How could I deny him?
"I love you." I said.
"Do you want me?" He murmured in my ear.
It was a first for everything that sullen night in Kyle Valenti's bedroom. The first time we said we loved each other, and the first time we… Made love.
Love isn't quite what I would have called it though.
"You love me, you want me… WHAT do you want me to do?" He smiled against my cheek. He knew he was driving me crazy with ecstasy. He used his techniques against me.
"I want you to make love to me." I grinned and locked eyes with him.
It was as if I were possessed, I DID love Kyle, I know I did, I still do. But at that time I wasn't fully there, how ironic it was that when I had finally achieved true love with Kyle a year later and he left me a week after that?
Our lips touched lightly once, twice, then they were glued together again.
We did it. I lost my innocence to Kyle that night. I gave myself to him, he gave himself to me. We were inseparable after that. It was impossible to want to be anywhere else. Was it wrong to feel so good when my heart ached so badly? How could Kyle's hands roaming my body send heat through my essence and yet my heart still remained emotionless? Could you possibly know what it was like to be so happy and yet so sad at the same time? Do you have any possible idea what it's like to cry as the man you possibly are falling in love with is engaging himself in pleasure, causing your throat to ache as you try to repress the moans?
Both your bodies creating such friction? Your breath's short as your bodies move more and more violently against each other? Lips, skin, nakedness, pure innocence all at once… It was overwhelming, experiencing all these things at once. But what would it have felt like if I had experienced these things with Max?
"I love you Liz Parker." Kyle whispered sweet, resting his head on my chest, our breaths relaxing. It was a longer while before I could manage to answer, I was so tired and exhausted. I had given myself to Kyle Valenti; I needed a few moments to let it all sink in.
"I love you… Max." and yet, my heart was still Max's…
-
"I love you Liz Parker… Don't you love me?" Max whispered bringing me back to the present.
His eyes glistened as they had our last night together, the night he left me. To leave with… Her.
I sat there staring at Max, I knew I loved him; I knew my feelings never faded or changed a bit. Yet how could I let him know? I had to keep him in suspense just as he had kept my heart awaiting its next beat. And yet my heart won the battle between it and my brain, "YES! With every bit of my whole existence! I Love you more than you could ever imagine! But-."
"No-no buts Liz, please… Let me love you again." He touched my face lightly.
"Max…" Did he know what I had to go through? All my life I regretted everything I had ever done the day Future Max came to me. I hated yet loved him then, as I hated and yet loved him now. How could a person hate their soul mate? Max is my soul mate. Why can't we just be together? He came back for me… Right? "Did you come back for…"
"You." He answered, "Yes." He nodded.
I shook my head and looked out my window.
The car still drove on it's own, so many new questions I had to ask but had not the nerve to ask. Did he really still love me? Did I still love Kyle? Yes, yes I still loved Kyle. But never as much as I loved and still LOVE, Max Evans, my entire reason for living, my existence.
Looking at him now, his hair a bit longer than I remember, the sadness in his deep and soulful eyes. The glint of hope about to burn out. How could I be the one causing all the pain in my dearest love's heart at this very moment?
At the moment of desperation what do I do? I can't just sit here and stare out the window. I can't ignore the only man I have ever beyond doubt loved with my whole heart. There was no denying the fact that I loved Max. But I couldn't just let him back in. How could I forgive myself for everything I have done to him? How-
"Nothing was your fault Liz." He interrupted my thoughts.
I gasped. He had read my mind.
"Yes. I can… read your mind. But not entirely, I can just see hints of it in your aura."
"My ARUA!? What is with this AURA crap? I get it from the weird girl and now you?" I snapped.
"Liz just stop! Stop pushing me away! I'm not going anywhere. I lost you once. And I'll be damned if I let you slip away again." He took my face in his hands. My tears sliding down my cheeks and into his palms.
*FLASH*
"I always thought hen I graduated I would give you my ring." Max said handing Liz a pendant Isabel had found at Atherton's and gave to him, "It looks like I won't graduate, so this is something from where I'll be."
"I can't believe this is all I have of you. I can't believe that after everything…"
"Liz, you never slept with Kyle, did you?"
Liz shook her head no.
"I wish, I wish this could have all been different. I wish that so much."
Max kissed Liz.
"I guess this is our good bye. Just tell me one thing, do you love her?" Liz said, tears in her eyes.
"Not like I love you." He replied sadly.
*END FLASH*
"Okay…" I paused and looked into his eyes. "I won't push you away anymore…I love you Max." I kissed his palm on my cheek. God did it feel so good to let him back in.
***
Isabel's POV
"My GAWD Alex! How much farther away from Roswell could Liz get?" Michael complained in the back of the SUV.
"Shut up Michael. Geez!" Maria rolled her eyes.
"And where do YOU live? And WHO the hell said you could move to CALIFORNIA? Huh?" Michael scolded Maria harshly.
BAD mistake for Michael.
Maria drew in her eyes and yelled back, "Who the HELL are you? My father? Nope. He's gone somewhere I'll never know… Hmmm let's see are you my mother? No, no that would require you not having a dick… Oh I got it! You're NOBODY! Nobody Michael. You were gone and I had NO freaking idea if you were EVER coming back! So as far as I'm concerned I make my OWN damn choices and if one of them was too move to California than SO BE IT!" Maria screamed.
Michael sat in shock, "Okay." Was all he could manage to say.
"Good!" Maria shouted again and sat in the far corner away from Michael, arms crossed.
"Maria-."
"No! I don't want to here it Michael! You haven't changed ONE BIT!" Maria's voice cracked.
"Maria. I'm sorry." Michael tried.
"NO! I'm tired of this Michael! I'm just soooo fucking tired of this." Maria started to cry, pulling at her hair.
"Maria-" Alex started.
"Just DRIVE! I want to go home." Maria snapped.
"'Ria." Michael tried again.
"Things change Michael. I-I thought that when you came back we could just… Like, start over you know? But Now that I realize it… You're the same jerk that left me in my bed- alone the night you took off." Maria scowled.
"Babe-"
"NO!" Maria shouted to Michael when he tried to take her in his arms. She slapped his sorrowful arms away and caught a slight glimpse of something that made her gasp. "What is that?" She whimpered, pointing to his left bicep.
"Nothing." He immediately covered his skin.
"Michael…" Maria gasp.
"I said it was nothing!" Michael snapped and turned his face to the window.
"Michael… Is that… Is that-"
"Drop it Maria!" He growled.
I sat next to Alex the whole time in silence.
No way would Michael ever tell her in a million years just what exactly happened our second week in Antar… When Max and Michael got drunk off something called "Blue Water" and did something drastic to prove their love to their soul mates…
-
Antar…
It was our 15th day spent on Antar and we were all so restless, after endless nights of battle we had gotten a SMALL break, we all sat at the counter of a local bar called "Nemesis". It seemed as though the war began just as we arrived and we were shoved front line without a clue of how to defend ourselves. I was so scared, Max was trying his hardest to gave his all, I could tell his heart was broken. Michael was having a blast, he felt inferior and immortal. The gleam in his eyes shined bright, he had finally had the opportunity to do what he believed he had been waiting to do his whole life.
Then there was Tess.
She played the sick pregnant woman well. But that was another story altogether for another time…
"What is this?" Max grimaced, swallowing the liquid he was given. I sat back in silence sipping a Kiola, a Cherry Coke tasting drink.
"Trust me, I drink it to calm my nerves. Don't worry youngon', it's not poison." Duke smirked. A royal General who was the supposed great leader who fought for the sake of Antar while The Royal Four was away. Surprisingly he had a strong thick English accent. His age would never age past 38; he was given immortality at his age of 38 by a powerful wizard named Prometheus and shortly after that became general to the Antarian fleet.
Max took another swig and nodded his okay for Michael to drink too. Michael looked reluctantly at the blue shapely bottle. He stared at it a while too long and Duke chuckled.
"What." Michael snapped, rude as usual.
"You look like you're staring at arsenic or sumthing bloke." Duke snickered.
Michael looked at Max and grimaced, "Whatever." He chugged.
"That a boy Rathard." Duke smacked Michael on the back laughing, "I want to see this sort of spirit from you too Zaneth." He nudged Max's side and scooted the Blue Water into his hands.
Max shrugged and guzzled the entire bottle in one gulp.
"AHH!!! ALL RIGHT! These are the boys that I trained since they were wee little babies!" Duke cheered, grabbing boys by the back of their necks.
"Shit!" Max yelped, "That crap burned!" Max coughed.
Michael chuckled, "You're telling ME!"
I sat smiling in my own world, they looked wrecked already.
"Hey Iz, are you going to try this?" Michael held out an empty bottle to me.
"No, I'm set." I held up my cherry coke-like drink.
"Pansy." Max waved a hand at me. "I'll have another Duke." Max asked.
"Don't look at me, ask for yourself Zan, you're the king. You get what you want, when you want it, HOW you want it." Duke winked.
Max swayed a bit, "What exactly IS in that 'Blue Water' anyways Duke?" I couldn't help but ask.
Duke wrinkled his brow and thought a minute before answering me, "Well I guess on earth one bottle of Blue Water would equal to about oh uh… 5 shots of your finest Vodka/Tequila?"
My eyes shot wide, "On earth our bodies couldn't handle the alcohol, what makes you think we can here?!" I shrieked panicked, what was to happen if they were drunk? They could die! Couldn't they?
"Don't worry your pretty head Vilandra," He patted the top of my head, "Antar's 'Blue Water' is the finest there is and has been consumed by millions of Anartians, why it's nothing but a beer to us. But I'm guessing this is your first sip?" Duke raised a curious eyebrow to both Max and Michael.
They both swigged at their second bottle simultaneously and grinned nodding, "Good." They replied in sync.
I shook my head disappointed, oh but was this to be SO fun to watch…
After their 7th bottle of Blue water I'd say they were completely TRASHED.
"Looks as if you boys had had enough there eh?" Duke laughed.
"I'm good, whatcha mean huh?" Michael hugged Duke tightly.
"Duke. Duke… DUKE… Duuu-oooooke." Max laughed out loudly, "Kinda funny in'it?" Max squinted at Duke.
Duke turned to me, "I think you ought to get these fellows into their chambers, and quickly before they do anything stupid." Duke said.
"Oh, No, I'm out of here, you gave it to them. You take care of them." I smiled wicked, walking off to my room.
Biggest mistake I made that night…
"I miss Maria." Michael muttered staring up at the ceiling as he and Max lay on the bathroom floor of Max's chamber.
"I love AND miss Liz." Max said, his head in the toilet.
Michael's head shot up, "That's it!"
"What's it?" Max asked excited from his place in the john.
"Never whip your head up when the rooms spinning is it…" Michael grimaced holding his head. "I mean, I know how we can prove our love to them!" Michael sat up straight.
"H-how?" Max was wary as his head lifted out from the toilet.
"We make it permanent." Michael said, a slight edge in his voice.
"I dunno." Max said cautious, he didn't quite trust Michael drunk.
"Oh c'mon you love Liz right?" Michael's eyes light up and suddenly it was as if he hadn't consumed a single drop of the Blue water. "Right?" Michael pushed Max playfully.
A goofy grin spread across his face, "I love Liz." He blushed.
"Well then lets make it official Maxwell! This is it! Its now or never my great King!" Michael pulled Max up by his elbows. "Tonight we make it everlasting. We're going to do something that will show how much Maria and Liz are our soul mates." He grinned, "Trust me Max, you'll thank me in the morning." He cheesed even bigger.
-
I wondered inside silently, would Alex ever do something as drastic and unruly for me?
"Michael…" Maria said just above a whisper, touching his arm slight.
He nodded his head and allowed her to slowly lift his left sleeve to expose his sweet and yet so subtle secret.
She gasp once again at the sight before her, "MICHAEL!" She screamed slapping his arm where the mark lay.
"Ah! Maria!" He snapped shocked.
"I cannot BELIEVE you!" She shouted.
"I know! I know! Me and Max-"
"MAX!? Max too?" She shrieked her famous Maria shrill.
I sighed and rolled my eyes in minor annoyance.
Why did Maria have to be… Maria?
Poor Michael, getting scolded for something that any girl would die to have happen to her one day. I had to say something, anything to make Maria lay off Michael. But before the harsh words could come flowing out my mouth Alex grabbed and squeezed my hand firm. 'No' he mouthed as he shook his head from side to side.
"Michael listen…" Maria whispered.
"Would you dance?
If I asked you to dance?
Would you run?
And never look back?
Would you cry?
If you saw me cryin'
Would you save my soul tonight?
Would you tremble?
If I touched your lips?
Would you laugh?
Oh please tell me this.
Now would you die?
For the one you love?
Hold me in your arms tonight.
I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
Would you swear
That you'll always be mine?
Would you lie?
Would you rub in mind?
Have I gone to deep?
Have I lost my mind?
Well, I don't care you're here tonight.
I can be your hero baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
I can be… Your hero…"
(Hero, By Enrique Iglesias - Escape)
Maria looked into Michael's eyes and for the first time realized just how much she actually meant to him. She was his life, his love, and his soul mate.
"Did you know you are the stupidest son of a bitch bastard I know?" Maria whispered.
Michael nodded his head yes.
"But you're MY stupid bastard." Maria laughed softly, letting Michael Guerin hold her close once again.
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Ch. 12
HERO
Liz's POV
"You expect me to believe that?" I spat after Max had poured his heart out to me.
His endless nights thinking about how he had hurt me, how he had made such a huge mistake that would change his life forever. How hard it was to fight in his world without any reason to live or fight for. His reason for living wasn't even on the same planet as himself. I, me, I couldn't believe it –he felt as if he had let me down when Tess admitted her deceit after being caught in a lie. She really wasn't pregnant. She tried, oh yea she tried. But nothing worked. So that one night they were… I hate to even think it. But, "together" she still hadn't gotten pregnant so she lied. She lied and then she was too chicken to help fight the battle she was destined to fight on Antar.
"Liz-." His face was hurt.
"No. I don't want to hear this anymore." I covered my ears with my hands. Childish yes but you try getting loads of information all at once then be expected to believe every word of it!
"Elizabeth Claudia Parker! You listen to me right now!" Max screamed.
I cringed. Max had never yelled at me before, and yet it only made me mad, "WHAT!?"
"I LOVE YOU DAMMIT!" He yelled.
I blinked once; I blinked twice, "Wh-what?" He had said he loved me a zillion times since his reappearance in my life but only when he shouted it to me did I start to believe it.
It was like the first time Kyle told me he loved me…
-
As always we were nervous. What were we supposed to do? I knew Kyle had been with other girls.
But I had never been with anyone but Max…
God it hurt just to think of him. Just to think of his name, his face, his essence. His scent of after-shave. But I had to stop thinking about him, I was with Kyle Valenti. I was HAPPY with Kyle Valenti.
"Hey Liz, you here ta see Kyle?" Mr. Valenti smiled opening the door wide.
"NO, actually I came to see you Mr. Valenti." I had flirted, causing a slight blush from the former sheriff.
"Awww, shucks Liz." He said putting on his coat.
"Going somewhere Mr. V?" I asked, knowing perfectly well that he was leaving with Maria's mother for the weekend.
"Why yes, I am. I'm going away for the weekend with the lovely Amy Deluca." He said putting on his hat and slightly dipping it to me. "You and Kyle behave now while I'm gone ya hear? No wild parties or anything." He chuckled.
Just then Kyle came into the room. A smile escaping my lips, "Hey." My eyes sparkled.
"Hey." He smiled back from his place in the dinning room.
I knew he was teasing me; he wanted me to come to him. He wanted me to come and kiss his cheek, knowing perfectly well that I wanted the same but for him to come to me. In the end I always won.
"Hey." He said again kissing my lips subtle.
"Bye you two." Mr. Valenti grinned winking at me. He left, leaving the two of us alone. Me and Kyle, alone. Alone. It felt awkward, was this okay? Was it allowed? We had been dating for five months now and things were intensifying each day. I was nervous to be alone with Kyle. It was almost as if I couldn't trust myself in his presence. Almost like the time me and Max…
NO. Max was gone. Forever. It was time to move on. And Kyle was ready.
"So, what do you want to do?" Kyle asked kissing me softly, each kiss escalating more and more passionately.
I don't know how we made it to his room but there we were, making out in his bed. His hand up my shirt making its way to the clasp of my bra. My hands roaming his back, it was going to happen. I knew it would happen sooner or later, so why was I so scared?
"Do you love me Liz?" His breath was warm against my neck.
"Yes." I barely could whisper without moaning in delight.
"Tell me… tell me you love me…" He pleaded with me.
His hands roamed my body setting each place he touched on fire. How could I deny him?
"I love you." I said.
"Do you want me?" He murmured in my ear.
It was a first for everything that sullen night in Kyle Valenti's bedroom. The first time we said we loved each other, and the first time we… Made love.
Love isn't quite what I would have called it though.
"You love me, you want me… WHAT do you want me to do?" He smiled against my cheek. He knew he was driving me crazy with ecstasy. He used his techniques against me.
"I want you to make love to me." I grinned and locked eyes with him.
It was as if I were possessed, I DID love Kyle, I know I did, I still do. But at that time I wasn't fully there, how ironic it was that when I had finally achieved true love with Kyle a year later and he left me a week after that?
Our lips touched lightly once, twice, then they were glued together again.
We did it. I lost my innocence to Kyle that night. I gave myself to him, he gave himself to me. We were inseparable after that. It was impossible to want to be anywhere else. Was it wrong to feel so good when my heart ached so badly? How could Kyle's hands roaming my body send heat through my essence and yet my heart still remained emotionless? Could you possibly know what it was like to be so happy and yet so sad at the same time? Do you have any possible idea what it's like to cry as the man you possibly are falling in love with is engaging himself in pleasure, causing your throat to ache as you try to repress the moans?
Both your bodies creating such friction? Your breath's short as your bodies move more and more violently against each other? Lips, skin, nakedness, pure innocence all at once… It was overwhelming, experiencing all these things at once. But what would it have felt like if I had experienced these things with Max?
"I love you Liz Parker." Kyle whispered sweet, resting his head on my chest, our breaths relaxing. It was a longer while before I could manage to answer, I was so tired and exhausted. I had given myself to Kyle Valenti; I needed a few moments to let it all sink in.
"I love you… Max." and yet, my heart was still Max's…
-
"I love you Liz Parker… Don't you love me?" Max whispered bringing me back to the present.
His eyes glistened as they had our last night together, the night he left me. To leave with… Her.
I sat there staring at Max, I knew I loved him; I knew my feelings never faded or changed a bit. Yet how could I let him know? I had to keep him in suspense just as he had kept my heart awaiting its next beat. And yet my heart won the battle between it and my brain, "YES! With every bit of my whole existence! I Love you more than you could ever imagine! But-."
"No-no buts Liz, please… Let me love you again." He touched my face lightly.
"Max…" Did he know what I had to go through? All my life I regretted everything I had ever done the day Future Max came to me. I hated yet loved him then, as I hated and yet loved him now. How could a person hate their soul mate? Max is my soul mate. Why can't we just be together? He came back for me… Right? "Did you come back for…"
"You." He answered, "Yes." He nodded.
I shook my head and looked out my window.
The car still drove on it's own, so many new questions I had to ask but had not the nerve to ask. Did he really still love me? Did I still love Kyle? Yes, yes I still loved Kyle. But never as much as I loved and still LOVE, Max Evans, my entire reason for living, my existence.
Looking at him now, his hair a bit longer than I remember, the sadness in his deep and soulful eyes. The glint of hope about to burn out. How could I be the one causing all the pain in my dearest love's heart at this very moment?
At the moment of desperation what do I do? I can't just sit here and stare out the window. I can't ignore the only man I have ever beyond doubt loved with my whole heart. There was no denying the fact that I loved Max. But I couldn't just let him back in. How could I forgive myself for everything I have done to him? How-
"Nothing was your fault Liz." He interrupted my thoughts.
I gasped. He had read my mind.
"Yes. I can… read your mind. But not entirely, I can just see hints of it in your aura."
"My ARUA!? What is with this AURA crap? I get it from the weird girl and now you?" I snapped.
"Liz just stop! Stop pushing me away! I'm not going anywhere. I lost you once. And I'll be damned if I let you slip away again." He took my face in his hands. My tears sliding down my cheeks and into his palms.
*FLASH*
"I always thought hen I graduated I would give you my ring." Max said handing Liz a pendant Isabel had found at Atherton's and gave to him, "It looks like I won't graduate, so this is something from where I'll be."
"I can't believe this is all I have of you. I can't believe that after everything…"
"Liz, you never slept with Kyle, did you?"
Liz shook her head no.
"I wish, I wish this could have all been different. I wish that so much."
Max kissed Liz.
"I guess this is our good bye. Just tell me one thing, do you love her?" Liz said, tears in her eyes.
"Not like I love you." He replied sadly.
*END FLASH*
"Okay…" I paused and looked into his eyes. "I won't push you away anymore…I love you Max." I kissed his palm on my cheek. God did it feel so good to let him back in.
***
Isabel's POV
"My GAWD Alex! How much farther away from Roswell could Liz get?" Michael complained in the back of the SUV.
"Shut up Michael. Geez!" Maria rolled her eyes.
"And where do YOU live? And WHO the hell said you could move to CALIFORNIA? Huh?" Michael scolded Maria harshly.
BAD mistake for Michael.
Maria drew in her eyes and yelled back, "Who the HELL are you? My father? Nope. He's gone somewhere I'll never know… Hmmm let's see are you my mother? No, no that would require you not having a dick… Oh I got it! You're NOBODY! Nobody Michael. You were gone and I had NO freaking idea if you were EVER coming back! So as far as I'm concerned I make my OWN damn choices and if one of them was too move to California than SO BE IT!" Maria screamed.
Michael sat in shock, "Okay." Was all he could manage to say.
"Good!" Maria shouted again and sat in the far corner away from Michael, arms crossed.
"Maria-."
"No! I don't want to here it Michael! You haven't changed ONE BIT!" Maria's voice cracked.
"Maria. I'm sorry." Michael tried.
"NO! I'm tired of this Michael! I'm just soooo fucking tired of this." Maria started to cry, pulling at her hair.
"Maria-" Alex started.
"Just DRIVE! I want to go home." Maria snapped.
"'Ria." Michael tried again.
"Things change Michael. I-I thought that when you came back we could just… Like, start over you know? But Now that I realize it… You're the same jerk that left me in my bed- alone the night you took off." Maria scowled.
"Babe-"
"NO!" Maria shouted to Michael when he tried to take her in his arms. She slapped his sorrowful arms away and caught a slight glimpse of something that made her gasp. "What is that?" She whimpered, pointing to his left bicep.
"Nothing." He immediately covered his skin.
"Michael…" Maria gasp.
"I said it was nothing!" Michael snapped and turned his face to the window.
"Michael… Is that… Is that-"
"Drop it Maria!" He growled.
I sat next to Alex the whole time in silence.
No way would Michael ever tell her in a million years just what exactly happened our second week in Antar… When Max and Michael got drunk off something called "Blue Water" and did something drastic to prove their love to their soul mates…
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Antar…
It was our 15th day spent on Antar and we were all so restless, after endless nights of battle we had gotten a SMALL break, we all sat at the counter of a local bar called "Nemesis". It seemed as though the war began just as we arrived and we were shoved front line without a clue of how to defend ourselves. I was so scared, Max was trying his hardest to gave his all, I could tell his heart was broken. Michael was having a blast, he felt inferior and immortal. The gleam in his eyes shined bright, he had finally had the opportunity to do what he believed he had been waiting to do his whole life.
Then there was Tess.
She played the sick pregnant woman well. But that was another story altogether for another time…
"What is this?" Max grimaced, swallowing the liquid he was given. I sat back in silence sipping a Kiola, a Cherry Coke tasting drink.
"Trust me, I drink it to calm my nerves. Don't worry youngon', it's not poison." Duke smirked. A royal General who was the supposed great leader who fought for the sake of Antar while The Royal Four was away. Surprisingly he had a strong thick English accent. His age would never age past 38; he was given immortality at his age of 38 by a powerful wizard named Prometheus and shortly after that became general to the Antarian fleet.
Max took another swig and nodded his okay for Michael to drink too. Michael looked reluctantly at the blue shapely bottle. He stared at it a while too long and Duke chuckled.
"What." Michael snapped, rude as usual.
"You look like you're staring at arsenic or sumthing bloke." Duke snickered.
Michael looked at Max and grimaced, "Whatever." He chugged.
"That a boy Rathard." Duke smacked Michael on the back laughing, "I want to see this sort of spirit from you too Zaneth." He nudged Max's side and scooted the Blue Water into his hands.
Max shrugged and guzzled the entire bottle in one gulp.
"AHH!!! ALL RIGHT! These are the boys that I trained since they were wee little babies!" Duke cheered, grabbing boys by the back of their necks.
"Shit!" Max yelped, "That crap burned!" Max coughed.
Michael chuckled, "You're telling ME!"
I sat smiling in my own world, they looked wrecked already.
"Hey Iz, are you going to try this?" Michael held out an empty bottle to me.
"No, I'm set." I held up my cherry coke-like drink.
"Pansy." Max waved a hand at me. "I'll have another Duke." Max asked.
"Don't look at me, ask for yourself Zan, you're the king. You get what you want, when you want it, HOW you want it." Duke winked.
Max swayed a bit, "What exactly IS in that 'Blue Water' anyways Duke?" I couldn't help but ask.
Duke wrinkled his brow and thought a minute before answering me, "Well I guess on earth one bottle of Blue Water would equal to about oh uh… 5 shots of your finest Vodka/Tequila?"
My eyes shot wide, "On earth our bodies couldn't handle the alcohol, what makes you think we can here?!" I shrieked panicked, what was to happen if they were drunk? They could die! Couldn't they?
"Don't worry your pretty head Vilandra," He patted the top of my head, "Antar's 'Blue Water' is the finest there is and has been consumed by millions of Anartians, why it's nothing but a beer to us. But I'm guessing this is your first sip?" Duke raised a curious eyebrow to both Max and Michael.
They both swigged at their second bottle simultaneously and grinned nodding, "Good." They replied in sync.
I shook my head disappointed, oh but was this to be SO fun to watch…
After their 7th bottle of Blue water I'd say they were completely TRASHED.
"Looks as if you boys had had enough there eh?" Duke laughed.
"I'm good, whatcha mean huh?" Michael hugged Duke tightly.
"Duke. Duke… DUKE… Duuu-oooooke." Max laughed out loudly, "Kinda funny in'it?" Max squinted at Duke.
Duke turned to me, "I think you ought to get these fellows into their chambers, and quickly before they do anything stupid." Duke said.
"Oh, No, I'm out of here, you gave it to them. You take care of them." I smiled wicked, walking off to my room.
Biggest mistake I made that night…
"I miss Maria." Michael muttered staring up at the ceiling as he and Max lay on the bathroom floor of Max's chamber.
"I love AND miss Liz." Max said, his head in the toilet.
Michael's head shot up, "That's it!"
"What's it?" Max asked excited from his place in the john.
"Never whip your head up when the rooms spinning is it…" Michael grimaced holding his head. "I mean, I know how we can prove our love to them!" Michael sat up straight.
"H-how?" Max was wary as his head lifted out from the toilet.
"We make it permanent." Michael said, a slight edge in his voice.
"I dunno." Max said cautious, he didn't quite trust Michael drunk.
"Oh c'mon you love Liz right?" Michael's eyes light up and suddenly it was as if he hadn't consumed a single drop of the Blue water. "Right?" Michael pushed Max playfully.
A goofy grin spread across his face, "I love Liz." He blushed.
"Well then lets make it official Maxwell! This is it! Its now or never my great King!" Michael pulled Max up by his elbows. "Tonight we make it everlasting. We're going to do something that will show how much Maria and Liz are our soul mates." He grinned, "Trust me Max, you'll thank me in the morning." He cheesed even bigger.
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I wondered inside silently, would Alex ever do something as drastic and unruly for me?
"Michael…" Maria said just above a whisper, touching his arm slight.
He nodded his head and allowed her to slowly lift his left sleeve to expose his sweet and yet so subtle secret.
She gasp once again at the sight before her, "MICHAEL!" She screamed slapping his arm where the mark lay.
"Ah! Maria!" He snapped shocked.
"I cannot BELIEVE you!" She shouted.
"I know! I know! Me and Max-"
"MAX!? Max too?" She shrieked her famous Maria shrill.
I sighed and rolled my eyes in minor annoyance.
Why did Maria have to be… Maria?
Poor Michael, getting scolded for something that any girl would die to have happen to her one day. I had to say something, anything to make Maria lay off Michael. But before the harsh words could come flowing out my mouth Alex grabbed and squeezed my hand firm. 'No' he mouthed as he shook his head from side to side.
"Michael listen…" Maria whispered.
"Would you dance?
If I asked you to dance?
Would you run?
And never look back?
Would you cry?
If you saw me cryin'
Would you save my soul tonight?
Would you tremble?
If I touched your lips?
Would you laugh?
Oh please tell me this.
Now would you die?
For the one you love?
Hold me in your arms tonight.
I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
Would you swear
That you'll always be mine?
Would you lie?
Would you rub in mind?
Have I gone to deep?
Have I lost my mind?
Well, I don't care you're here tonight.
I can be your hero baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
I can be… Your hero…"
(Hero, By Enrique Iglesias - Escape)
Maria looked into Michael's eyes and for the first time realized just how much she actually meant to him. She was his life, his love, and his soul mate.
"Did you know you are the stupidest son of a bitch bastard I know?" Maria whispered.
Michael nodded his head yes.
"But you're MY stupid bastard." Maria laughed softly, letting Michael Guerin hold her close once again.
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A/N: Do you guys like this chapter? Cuz I think I could have made it better but I really wanted to update this fic for you guys!!!