A/N: I know! I know! Last chapter was WAY too short… But hopefully, this makes up for it! R/R please!!!!

Chapter. 8

Save Yourself



It was horrible.

How could anyone be so heartless?

It didn't matter that she was the one doing the betraying. It wasn't like she was the best of friends with the girl Michael Guerin dated. They weren't like her and Bella. It wasn't even like Liz even really KNEW the girl. So she and Michael had, had some harmless fun. So Liz was warned countless times to stay away yet she STILL chose to continue her pointless relationship with Michael Guerin. She must have been on some GOOD shit to continue her stupid thing with Michael after several warnings.

Now look.

She fucked up.

There was no denying that. But what if Max found out? Liz could care less about anyone else finding out except for Max Evans. What was he doing at this precise moment and time anyways? Was HE getting lap dances from local tramps willing to give it up and get a cadet caught up? Would Max even go for it? Liz doubted it but what she had done was FAR much more worse anyway.

Man, Liz couldn't wait until Bella got to Roswell. Because she KNEW that Bella would make everything all right again. What was she going to do 'til then? Bella was coming to Roswell in two weeks. It was going to be two weeks of HELL until that time.

Bella.

She was reluctant still to come to Roswell but soon she had realized how much better coming to Roswell would benefit her later on.

Though Liz knew that Max had asked her NOT to write him, she did it anyways.

She had to.

She could help it.

She found herself at her desk beside the window leading out to her balcony, pink glitter gel pen in hand and pink and red heart stationary ready for her touch.

Dear Max,

I love you baby. What can I say? How could you push me away? –

–Scratch that–

Liz rolled her eyes and crumbled the page in her hands, throwing it across her room.

Dearest Maxwell, –

HELL. NO.

Mi Amor,

Better! Liz smiled.

Mi Amor,

Max, is it just me or are you avoiding me? Okay I'm not really in a humorous mood today so here is the honest to god truth on why I am writing to yo after you asked me not to:

1.) Because I love you.

2.) Because I miss you.

3.) Because I can't live without you.

4.) Because I miss your kisses.

5.) Because I want to DAMMIT!

Okay so now that we have gotten all that over with I guess it is time for me to express how I feel right now. I'm angry Max, angry at you, angry at me, and most definitely… Angry at my mother for killing herself and leaving me to live with my father and his idiot of a wife Nancy. If my mother had not been so selfish as to take her life than I wouldn't be stuck in this predicament. I miss you Max. I know that you miss me. I can FEEL that you miss me; I know that you miss my kisses. Just as I miss yours. I know that I miss the way you would touch my cheek when I you wanted a sweet tender kiss. I miss the way you used to hold me close after we had just made love. I miss the way you used to stroke my back when I was hung over and ralphing all over the place. You never just walked out on me, you were always there taking acre of me baby. Thank you. I love you for it. Now that I am on your good side it is best I tell you that I HAVE in fact dated another guy as you asked. But Max, he's not you! Can't you see? It's only you and it always WAS you and it will always BE you! Okay I have just made myself cry so I will have to cut this letter short baby. I just can't handle it right now. I love you. Bye.

Luv Always,

Liz Parker

P.S.

Write me back just so I know you still care and that you are safe.



Wiping off tears, Liz folded her short letter to Max and enclosed it in an envelope to which she sealed with a kiss. Literally. She left her RED lip print on the flap.

Address in the center.

Check.

Return Address.

Check.

Okay this is pathetic! Liz groaned slapping on a stamp and placing the letter on her desk. She wasn't sure when she'd get the balls to send this letter yet. She had to get out of here. Or she'd crack!

*

Liz walked the streets in the small town of Roswell and pondered whether or not she wanted to shop or just keep walking around. It was Friday morning. No school. No work. And nothing to do. This really sucked. What was the point of a teacher's in-service day if the student had nothing to do?! This was preposterous! It was inevitable!

FUCK!

This was boring!

Liz was beyond bored in fact. She was so desperate for something to do that she debated whether or not to hit the mall and find that girl Erin to pick a fight. Liz was restless. She needed something. ANYTHING. To do or she'd most likely go jump of a building. She read the signs of streets as she walked to –god knew where.

Extraterrestrial St.

Martian Ave.

Space Invader Blvd.

Oh GOD! This town was cheesier than a serving of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese! Poor, poor Bella. Exactly what WAS Liz bringing her into? This town was corny as Kansas on the forth of July. Okay Liz was through complaining. It was time for some good 'ol fashioned FUN! Lets see… It was mid late November, Thanksgiving was long passed and yet the whether here in Roswell was still warm as ever. What was with this place? Maybe Aliens from outer space really DID run these parts. Liz giggled at the thought. If that were true than why the hell was it so boring?

Okay. Liz had an idea. It was cold –yes it was, yet the cold in Roswell compared to the cold back home was nothing. She was almost to the point of sweating. The local gym pool in Roswell most likely would be empty due to the fact that al the people in Roswell were pansies, and most likely had BETTER things to do. Liz sighed. Look what her life had become! It went from a life of parties and sex to walking streets named after an incident that occurred back in 1947! Didn't these people have anything better to do than relish in the past?

She was so caught up in mocking Roswell that she almost passed her destination.

SHIT.

What the hell was she thinking walking into this shit hole without a bathing suit or membership?

"Liz?" A familiar voice cracked into her thoughts of self-loathing.

Liz lifted her eyes to the perpetrator. ALEX! Yes! This would be just fine.

"Hey Alex, you work here?" Liz replied walking over to the front desk.

"Yea, it's boring as hell but it pays good." He shrugged.

"Really? How much?" Liz pondered.

"9.50 an hour."

Liz nodded, "That's not bad. Not bad at all."

"So what can I do for you?" Alex got professional.

"Well actually you could do me a favor." Liz grinned.

Alex's eyebrows rose, "What kind of favor?"

"I need a bathing suit and a membership." Liz winked.

"Sure thing babe." Alex said, slapping an application down in front of her and offering her a pen from behind his ear. "I'll be right back with a suit for ya. What size are you anyways? Small?" He asked looking her over.

"Google all you want Whitman, it's the only time your gonna get away with it." Liz laughed.

"Yea I heard about your little quarrel with Derek. Ouch!" He walked to the backroom.

Liz sighed and started the application membership.

Name: Liz Ortecho.

Age: 17

Birthday: April 20, 1984

Address: 925 CrashDown Ave.

City: Roswell

State: New Mexico

Mr./Ms./Mrs.: Ms.

Marital Status:

Liz rolled her eyes. These were the dumbest questions ever! What the hell could she put here?

"Here ya go Liz." Alex handed Liz a teal blue string bikini.

"You have GOT to be kidding me." Liz said in disbelief.

"I kid you not sister. I looked all over the shop in the back and THAT my dear is the ONLY suit in your small petite size." Alex smiled.

"Liar." Liz muttered walking to the woman's locker room.

*

After 27 sets of hard backstrokes, breaststrokes and some major leg kicks Liz emerged soaking wet and surprisingly shivering from the cold. She wrapped herself tight in a thick gym towel with the words "WORK IT OUT!" sewn into the white cloth in big bold red letters.

"Ssssh-sssh-it! It's c-co-old!" Liz stuttered from the cold.

"Need some help warming up?"

"Oh!" Liz spun around to her unexpected visitor.

Michael.

"Hey." He grinned.

"What? Are you like stalking me now or something?" Liz spat irritated.

"I miss you." He shrugged.

"You miss ME? Or my body?" Liz covered herself tighter.

"Liz you know how much you mean to me!" He shouted.

"Shut up you idiot! Do you want someone to hear you?!" She hushed him searching around them to see if there were any on lookers; luckily it was as deserted as the sale racks at a department store after Labor Day.

"What's with you? You've been ignoring and avoiding me ever since that incident in my bedroom." Michael bellowed, his voice echoing in the empty poolroom.

Liz glanced around her surroundings looking anywhere but at Michael. She watched as the lights in the pool shimmered against the small waves in the swimming pool, sending beautiful cascading patterns across the walls of the room.

"Elizabeth!" Michael shook her.

It was then that Liz noticed Michael's hands on her shoulders. She slowly looked up into his eyes.

"Say something baby, anything." He stroked his thumb against her cheek.

Liz shoved him away, her towel falling from her form. "Go away Michael, I'm threw with this." Liz shook her head back and forth.

Michael continued to stare at her body, "Liz…" He licked his lips. "Liz, why are you acting like this?" His eyes traveled up her still damp body and into her eyes.

"Why am I acting like this." Liz quietly stated, "WHY AM I ACTING LIKE THIS!" She shrieked.

Michael backed away a step.

"Michael, I hate this. I hate hiding what this is, I hate lying to my friends and I HATE that I know who your girlfriend IS!!!!!!" Liz screamed as loud she could.

"Well you knew what the situation was before we started this little fling Liz! So why all of the sudden are you acting as if you give a shit?" Michael shot back.

"You bastard." Liz whispered, turning on her heels and exiting the room.

"Liz wait." Michael followed after her.

"What!" She cried.

"Baby please don't cry." He reached out to her.

"Don't touch me."

"Why? Liz what happened between us?" He asked.

"I can't believe that I didn't find out who she was until now." Liz said more to herself than to him, "How blind I must have been, I mean with all of Maria's constant warnings and-"

"Wait a minute, Maria knows?" Michael's voice changed from concern to nervous worry.

Liz sneered, "Don't worry Michael. I didn't tell her anything about us. As far as she's concerned we only kissed and I broke off whatever it was we started then. So you and your precious prom queen can still live happily ever after. Goodbye Michael Guerin." Liz continued the rest of the way into the women's locker room, letting the tears fall free down her cheeks.

Max would never hurt her like this…

*

"¿Que paso mi hermanita?" Bella's soothing voice warmed Liz's thoughts.

"Me and Michael had a… Falling out to today." Liz explained.

"Trouble in paradise?" Bella teased.

"Ha. Ha." Liz grunted.

BEEP.

"Oh! Hold on a sec I got another call Bell." Liz clicked over, "Speak."

"Lizzie?"

Her heart momentarily stopped pumping.

"Max?" Liz whimpered.

"Baby?" His deep raspy voice answered back.

"Oh my god." Liz felt tears in her eyes and a lump in her throat.

"I missed you baby." His voice wavered.

"I missed you too Max. I missed you so much."

"I know. It's been a while, but-"

"Hold on." Liz clicked back over. "Bella." Liz said.

"¿Que?" Bella snorted.

"It's Max on the other line."

"Shhhit!" Bella laughed, "Busted!"

"Don't play with me Bella what the fuck should I do? Hurry he's still on hold!"

"I don't know! I don't know!" Bella squealed.

"BELLA!" Liz screamed.

"Tell him you love him stupid!" Bella scolded.

"I'm not talking about that!" Liz said angry.

"Well then tell him that you are having an affair and that the shit is about to hit the fan and you love him but you can't sit there on your bed with your linen sheets and tell him that because it is that EXACT bed that you and Michael did the deed!" Bella ranted, "Sheesh Liz what do you want me to say?" Bella's voice sounded annoyed.

"I can't SAY THAT!" Liz yelped.

"Oops! Gotta go!"

-Click-

"Bitch!" Liz muttered, she clicked back over, "Max? …Max?" Liz groaned, "Sh- it!"

Now she HAD to send him the letter.

*

Life sucked right now. That was for sure, Liz lay on her bed –pillow clutched to her chest and tears streaming down her rosy cheeks. Liz Ortecho… Was crying. The more she lay there, the more she reminisced of the past.

"Turn out the light

Just say goodnight, to yourself

(Liz closed her eyes and snuggled against her pillows.)

May I remind you

When you find you, you're all alone is when you you've got to be strong

(Liz walking the streets of Roswell by herself.)

Cause that's when they call you, in the night

He's got your picture in his mind

He's got your number on a paper at his disposal anytime 

(Max glancing at his F-14 dashboard.)

Is it really true

Could you save yourself for someone who, loves you for you

(Max with open arms out to Liz.)

So many times we just give it away, to someone who

Someone who you met in bar

The back of a car

(Liz and Michael in his truck and together in Liz's bedroom.)

And for a moment you felt important but not in your heart

My self-esteem, it's been low, go ahead and count it's been lower than low

(Liz running from Michael's room.)

I know the feeling of it stealing life out from under me

I want to learn, how you save yourself for someone who, loves you for you

(Max and Liz at school kissing against a locker.)

So many times we just give it away to someone who, couldn't even remember your name

Could you save yourself for someone who, loves you for you, loves me for me

Give it away to someone who someone who will cherish your name 

(Liz and Michael kissing in his bed.)

Cause I want to learn, can you save yourself for

Someone who will love you for you so many times we

Just give it away, someone who, couldn't even remember your name

(Liz and Michael fighting in the gym pool area.)

You save yourself for someone who, loves you for you,

Loves me for me

Give it away to someone who, someone who will

(Liz walking away from Michael in the poolroom, Liz laying in bed staring out her window.)

Cherish your name

(Michael with his arms out stretched to Liz.)

Cherish your name…"

(Max with his arms out stretched to Liz.)

(Liz looking from Max to Michael and closing her eyes to wake up in her bed.)

(Save Yourself [#2], By, Sense Field –*Roswell Soundtrack* Ü )

Liz at up in her bed suddenly, what was she going to do?



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