A/N: Okay I have Spanish words in here but I can't spell them for shit so… Don't hate me!

Oh yea and Max is gonna make you mad, as well as other characters so please don't flame me!!!

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Ch. 11

Deception

(Max's POV)



"Why the long face babe?" Kayla Harris swiftly walked into Max's dorm room and sat behind him taking his shoulders in her gentle hands.

"Why else?" Max closed his eyes to enjoy his massage.

"Let me guess…" She said, "Liz."

Max nodded. "I feel like I'm losing her."

Kayla made a face, "Correct me if I'm wrong but didn't you tell her to move on?"

"Yea but it was a test." Max opened his eyes and turned to face Kayla.

"A test? Max she's not psychic, I mean I don't even get you half the time." Kayla sighed, "So what was the test?" She crossed her arms interested.

"To know if she still loves me. If she'd actually be with someone else to pass the time." He looked away.

"Max," Kayla turned him by his chin to face her, "What would YOU have done in her place?"

"Fucked the first broad in my path."

"Funny. But seriously Max."

"I am. That's why I'm worried." He moved away from her grasp and stood up. "It's not that I don't love her its just that if she had told me what I told her I would have been furious. So I would have screwed around to get her heated. I loved pushing her buttons" He shook his head and chuckled softly.

"I don't get you Evans." Kayla chuckled standing up too.

"I don't get me either. If I trust her why am I worrying right? Its just that I don't even trust my self right now." He rubbed his eyes and head, laughing he looked out his dorm window.

"Why not?" She walked up behind him and whispered.

He turned around inches from her, "Because."

"Because why Max?" She stared in his eyes then his lips.

"Kayla…" He licked his lips and swallowed.

"Wha? You scared to have a little fun Max?" She batted her lashes in her sultry way.

"Uh… Uh… Kayla. I don't think–"

"Well that's your problem Maxwell…" She pushed him hard against the wall, "You THINK way to damn much." She pressed her lips against his.

*

(Liz's POV)

She could do this.

Liz Ortecho was a top-notch take no shit bitch. So why was she scared shitless right now? She was so nervous her insides were tying in knots and pulling tight. Her heart felt like that damn bunny from that Disney movie… What the fuck was that things name? Oh yea –Thumper.

"Shit." Liz whispered picking up the phone she dialed.

It rang.

And rang…

And rang…

"Where the fuck are you Max?" Liz cursed the phone slamming it down.

"How times did you even let it ring chistosa? Like 2?" Bella laughed from Liz's door.

"NO. Three." Liz blushed.

"Try again, I'm going down stairs for my shift in the CrashDown aight? And if that Maria bitch gets in my way…"

"Bella dejela." (Leave her alone) Liz rolled her eyes. "I have enough to worry about."

"Yea. Right. Call that little crybaby back and tell him I said to get his ass down here." Bella left.

Liz breathed deep. She had dealt with Michael. She told him she wanted Max. So she knew she could deal with this. Max was her soul mate for god's sake! Why was this so hard?

"Here goes nothing."

She dialed.

It rang.

And rang.

And rang…

And fuckin' rang!

5th ring…

6th.

7th…

That's it; she was hanging it up now–

"He–hello?" Max's breathing was short and quick.

"Who the hell is it? Tell 'em we're busy –Fuck." A females voice was heard.

"Who the fuck is that?" Liz's voice held venom.

"Liz?"

"Oh shit." The females voice shook with worry.

"You got that right you asshole. –Shit is what you are in. Put the bitch on the phone Max."

"Liz–"

"DO IT!" Liz screamed heatedly.

Shuffling was heard and whispering:

"She wants to talk to you."

"Hell nah."

"Kayla do it!"

"I said no. I'm out Max. Hand me my clothes."

"Shut the fuck up! She can hear you."

"Fuck her! I want my clothes god dammit!"

"You act like she's gonna come through the phone and kick your ass!"

"Hang up." The girl named 'Kayla' said angry.

"You serious?"

"Yes."

"Liz?" Max came back on.

"Let me make it easy for you Max. Fuck you its OVER!"

-Click-

*

(Max's POV)

"FUCK!" Max slammed the phone down. "Why the hell did I let you kiss me?" Max whispered to himself.

Kayla sat still and silent at the end of Max's bed.

Max looked over to her, "You do know I'm screwed." He said.

She nodded, "Can I have my clothes now?"

He threw them at her, "Get the fuck out Kayla."

"Oh hell no you are not gonna treat me like some hoe on the street!" She snapped.

"I said get the FUCK out!" Max screamed, his face turning red and scaring Kayla.

"You are such an asshole Max. You wanted it just as much as I did." She dressed.

"Get. Out." He said through clenched teeth.

She left. But she came back, "You know you're still on parole with me Max, so just because you're pissed at me… Don't start fucking up now and get us kicked out."

"Don't worry. I'm leaving." He moved over to his closet and threw a suitcase onto his bed.

Kayla's eyes widened, "Wha-what?"

"Like you fucking care, go try and get in CK's bed huh? Or maybe Kent? Or- or Steven –Mike? Nathaniel? Why me Kayla? Why me? Why did I let you?" Max was as confused as he was angry with himself.

"Max. Don't screw everything up just because of this! You can't leave!" Kayla was hysterical.

"Why do you care?" Max asked shocked.

"Because." She looked at her shoes.

Max's eyebrow raised, "Why Kayla? Why do you care so much?"

"Forget it. I'm sorry I– I'm sorry." She walked out.

Max stared at his suitcase a while thinking about what he was doing. He was throwing away a once in a lifetime job as becoming something great. But the cost was something money could NEVER buy. It was something that WAS a once in a lifetime opportunity. It was a chance of true love. It was… Liz. Yes. Yes she was worth everything. She was worth his life, she was worth his air, she was worth a million things and more to him. He knew what he had to do. He had to pack his shit and leave for Roswell, New Mexico.

A place he promised himself he'd never return to again…

*

(Liz's POV)

"Cover for me Bella." Liz shouted as she made her way towards the exit of the CrashDown.

"Huh? Hermanita. ¿Ya se fue?" (You're leaving?) "¿Adonde?" (Where?) Bella asked.

"Max screwed me over Bella. I need someone who won't do that to me."

"Baby no." Bella gasp.

Liz nodded, "I'm tired of people fucking with me. Michael won't do that Bella. I can trust him." She exited the CrashDown.

"Liz! Elizabeth!" Bella chased after her but stopped when Liz peeled out in he car. "Shit, shit, SHIT!" Bella cursed the sky. "Damn you Max!" Bella went back in the CrashDown to take her orders and cover for Liz.

*

"Yea?" Michael answered his door to find Liz. "Oh. Hi." He blinked.

Liz opened the screen between them, "Remember when I said we couldn't be together?" She cried.

"Vaguely. I was drunk after all, still the next day, when you dropped me off." He scratched at his brow.

"Yea, well I changed my mind. I love you Michael." She lied. "I want to be with you. I broke up with Max. It's you Michael. It's always been you." She looked into his eyes, "Will you be with me?"

"Are you joking?" Michael blinked several times to check whether he was dreaming or not.

"I'm as serious as I've ever been."

"Liz you're not thinking straight–"

"Do I ever? Do you?" Liz pushed her way inside and took his face in her hands.

"No." He whispered.

"Be with me Michael." Liz whispered centimeters from his lips.

He nodded, "I love you Liz. I promise to make you the happiest woman alive as long as you're with me." He closed his eyes and pulled her close.

"I love you too." She kissed him as they made their way towards his room.

*

(Bella's POV)

If it were all up to her she would have Liz and Max locked in a room and she would beat that Guerin dude to a bloody pulp. He was so selfish! Could Liz not see this? Michael came to her window drunk. DRUNK! That bastard KNEW her mother was a drunk. He KNEW Liz didn't like alcohol.

But Liz didn't see any of this shit. What Liz saw was someone who loved her. What Liz saw was someone to help her not be alone. Someone who would hold her close, hold her tight. Someone who would kiss her tears away, someone to… Fill in the gap Max Evans left.

Bella knew what it was like to be alone.

Bella knew what it was like to cry yourself to sleep while the world kept on turning. Bella even knew what pain was. Physical pain, emotional pain, pain that hurt so bad it was beyond healing. Bella needed Liz right now. She needed her more than she ever had needed her before. But Bella was not going to let her small problems envelop Liz's broken heart.

Bella had just got out of an abusive relationship that scared her for life. But Bella didn't want anyone to know exactly what Doug did to her. She thought maybe Liz would understand. But now wasn't the time to discuss BELLA'S small problems, her scars, her wounds, HER broken heart.

But that was a long time ago. That was like… A week ago so it wasn't really that important anymore. Right? Liz's life was shattering so Bella's emotional state wasn't top priority at the moment. But the minute Liz was feeling better Bella would ask her for help.

"Yea. When hell freezes ova." Bella snorted. "So that's a Galaxy melt for you with a side of Saturn rings and a men in blackberry pie for yous." Bella smiled her picture perfect smile.

"Yea. Thanks." The couple smiled back.

"Be right back suga." Bella winked.

As Bella made her way towards the kitchen she thought about Liz, how vulnerable she'd become. How into her own problems and always expecting Bella to drop everything and be there for her. What about Bella? –Not to be the baby but had Liz ONCE asked Bella how things were? Or had it just been about Liz?

Bella never needed help; she couldn't ask Liz for help. What the hell was there to help? Doug was gone and he had no clue where she was and besides, Bella could take care of herself. She was a big girl, she wasn't soft. She didn't want Roswell to change her.

–She needed someone to help her have fun. And she needed a person like that now. Max had royally fucked up some how and Bella knew that if she was going to be a "good friend" she had to sit there and listen to Liz whine. Bella was sick of Liz, Liz, Liz!!!

Well fuck that. Bella was gonna have some fun. No matter what.

"Cute chucks." A girl interrupted Bella's thoughts.

Bella turned on her heels, "Thanks, I love this color." Bella looked down at her shoes.

"Fuchsia?" The girl said.

"Yea, how'd you know? Everyone always just says *dark pink*." Bella rolled here eyes.

"Its my favorite color, you seen the light pink chucks too?" The girl's piercing blue eyes flashed up at Bella.

"Nah, but I'd like to. The names Bella." Bella smiled.

"Erin." The girl grinned tossing jet black hair behind her.

"Well Erin, I think you just made yourself a new friend." Bella shook the girls hand.

"I think you just made yourself a BEST friend." Erin smiled happy to made a new friend with common interests.

"How do you feel about boyfriends?" Bella asked.

"Free to play unless they're gay." Erin laughed.

"Erin, you are just the kind of girl I've been looking for in this town." Bella smiled wide, FINALLY! Someone who felt the same way Bella did! And no whining!

Yep, this could be the start of a BEAUTIFUL friendship…



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A/N: Hope you like my twist! Next chapter is gonna be good!

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