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Max sat on top of the space needle, the wind blowing back her hair and stinging her eyes a little or was it because she was on the verge of tears?
Love sucks. She remembered telling Alec that one time when they both sat here. It felt like a million years ago, when she was still selfish, thinking that she could save her soul by saving others.
"I miss Alec." She thought. That didn't really surprise her anymore. She missed him. It was obvious. The thought hurt her a little.
She royally screwed up this time. With Alec and Logan. She sighed as she remembered the moment it happened.
Max was there standing in front of the door, wearing nothing but Alec's shirt, Logan staring at her curiously. And as if on cue, Alec walks out of the bedroom with nothing but his shorts on.
Logan had looked so hurt then. He had just looked at her angrily and dejectedly before leaving without another word. To make everything worse, Max had turned around and blamed everything on Alec. She had yelled at him, swore and blamed him just to make herself feel better, just to make the guilt go away. Alec had left irritated and hurt.
It made her feel even worse.
Then two weeks later she found out that he was gone. She had gone over to his apartment to apologize and maybe salvage whatever was left of their so called relationship. It was empty. He had probably fenced everything he owned to get some cash for the road.
Max wanted to cry. But instead she came here and sat. She had been staring down at Seattle for almost an hour now. She hated this place as much as she loved it. She wanted to leave but this was the only thing she could call home. OC and Sketchy were here and Logan. But Logan hated her now. And once, she had Alec as a reason to stay. He was here and he needed her to teach him the ways of the world. But he was gone now.
Wherever he was, Max hoped he was okay.
She stood up abruptly and dusted her pants. She looked down. It was a long way down.
"Maybe, just maybe I'll jump." She thought. "Just to see how far it is and how much pain I can take." Max sighed. She was hurting. A lot. A little more pain wasn't about to kill her. Logan was her friend and she hurt him. And Alec. She didn't know what he was to her but he was pretty important because she cared. As much as she hated to admit it, she cared about him.
Max took a deep breath and stepped forward, getting a little closer to the edge. "Soon, I'll see. I'll see how much I can take and maybe when I fall flat on the ground, the pain will go away and I'll just be all numb. Or maybe I'll fly. Hell, it could be possible. With everything that Manticore had tried, there was a good chance." She thought.
She was losing it but then again she had a million reasons to do so. Her life was messed up. She was raised in a secret government facility that turned young children into soldiers, then there's White and his breeding cult after her ass.
Hell. She had the right to be crazy.
She closed her eyes and braced herself. "Soon, the surface of the space needle will disappear and my body would just be falling. I'll be free." She thought before she took another step to leap.
Free.
Max sat on top of the space needle, the wind blowing back her hair and stinging her eyes a little or was it because she was on the verge of tears?
Love sucks. She remembered telling Alec that one time when they both sat here. It felt like a million years ago, when she was still selfish, thinking that she could save her soul by saving others.
"I miss Alec." She thought. That didn't really surprise her anymore. She missed him. It was obvious. The thought hurt her a little.
She royally screwed up this time. With Alec and Logan. She sighed as she remembered the moment it happened.
Max was there standing in front of the door, wearing nothing but Alec's shirt, Logan staring at her curiously. And as if on cue, Alec walks out of the bedroom with nothing but his shorts on.
Logan had looked so hurt then. He had just looked at her angrily and dejectedly before leaving without another word. To make everything worse, Max had turned around and blamed everything on Alec. She had yelled at him, swore and blamed him just to make herself feel better, just to make the guilt go away. Alec had left irritated and hurt.
It made her feel even worse.
Then two weeks later she found out that he was gone. She had gone over to his apartment to apologize and maybe salvage whatever was left of their so called relationship. It was empty. He had probably fenced everything he owned to get some cash for the road.
Max wanted to cry. But instead she came here and sat. She had been staring down at Seattle for almost an hour now. She hated this place as much as she loved it. She wanted to leave but this was the only thing she could call home. OC and Sketchy were here and Logan. But Logan hated her now. And once, she had Alec as a reason to stay. He was here and he needed her to teach him the ways of the world. But he was gone now.
Wherever he was, Max hoped he was okay.
She stood up abruptly and dusted her pants. She looked down. It was a long way down.
"Maybe, just maybe I'll jump." She thought. "Just to see how far it is and how much pain I can take." Max sighed. She was hurting. A lot. A little more pain wasn't about to kill her. Logan was her friend and she hurt him. And Alec. She didn't know what he was to her but he was pretty important because she cared. As much as she hated to admit it, she cared about him.
Max took a deep breath and stepped forward, getting a little closer to the edge. "Soon, I'll see. I'll see how much I can take and maybe when I fall flat on the ground, the pain will go away and I'll just be all numb. Or maybe I'll fly. Hell, it could be possible. With everything that Manticore had tried, there was a good chance." She thought.
She was losing it but then again she had a million reasons to do so. Her life was messed up. She was raised in a secret government facility that turned young children into soldiers, then there's White and his breeding cult after her ass.
Hell. She had the right to be crazy.
She closed her eyes and braced herself. "Soon, the surface of the space needle will disappear and my body would just be falling. I'll be free." She thought before she took another step to leap.
Free.