A/N: THANKS FOR REVIEWING SO FAST GUYS. HERE'S CHAPTER FIVE GUYS. HOPE
YOU LIKE IT. I ADDED MORE BEN STUFF INTO THE STORY. THE OTHERS CHAPTERS
DIDN'T TALK TOO MUCH ABOUT HIM AND HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE A BIG PART OF THIS
FIC. ANYWAY, MORE REVIEWS PLEASE.
Max woke with a start. She had a bad dream but she couldn't remember it. She just knew that it was bad.
She looked around her. No soldiers. Yet.
Alec was seated across from her, sleeping as peacefully as he could in their situation. It was a bad idea for her to let him sleep but she could tell that his breathing was stable. So she left him alone.
Max stared at him for a few minutes and unconsciously, she felt her eyes tear up. He looked so boyish. So innocent. And so much like Ben. If she hadn't known better, she would have thought that the man sleeping in front of her was her brother. They looked so much alike.
Identical.
Ben was beautiful, loving, caring, sweet, and innocent. But he was crazy. Alec was not.
"I killed him," Max thought sadly. "I killed my own brother and here I am in the woods with his twin."
All the memories were flooding back. It was morning already. The anniversary of Ben's death.
Max looked down on the ground and played with the grass underneath her. She couldn't look at Alec. All she saw was Ben. Her big brother that she loved beyond reasonable doubt.
All she saw was the man she killed a year ago today.
Max sniffled. She hoped Alec won't wake up and see her crying. She hated being weak. Emotion was a weakness. She didn't have the liberty to be weak now. She had to get Alec and herself out of the woods and into safety.
"I'm sorry." She whispered.
"Sorry for what?" Alec's voice startled her.
"I wasn't talking to you." She whispered without even looking up.
"Great. You're talking to yourself. You're losing your mind." He said sarcastically. Max just stood up and said nothing which surprised him.
"We have to get going. We slept more than we should have." She said.
"Are you okay?" Alec asked concerned when he saw that her eyes were blood shot and she looked like a tornado had just hit her.
"I'm fine. Let's go." She said turning away before she caught a glimpse of him.
"Max, look at me." He said turning her so that she would face him. Max looked at him and she tried to see past the face. See who he was inside but right now it was impossible. All she saw was her brother.
"Let's go, Alec." She said softly. Had she looked at him any longer, she would have broken down and cried and called him Ben.
And she knew that she couldn't do that to him. He was Alec. Not Ben.
"Remember that Max." She mentally told herself as she walked beside him.
"Why did you want to get the antigen for the virus?" She asked suddenly.
"Because I wanted you to figure your problems out." He said bitterly.
"What problems?" She asked defensively.
What was he talking about? She didn't have problems. So what if her life was a little screwed up? So what if she had a secret government facility as a home while growing up? So what if she was raised as a soldier instead of a normal human being? So what if there's a cult after her ass twenty four seven? So what if she tried to kill herself two days ago?
Those were not news to her
"You and Logan." He answered, snapping her out of her reverie.
Max frowned. "What about me and Logan?" She asked. It was basically over between them.
"Max, listen. I wanted to give the antigen to you so that you would stop bothering me and making my life miserable and move on with Logan already. You two can live happily ever after." He declared rather cynically.
Max looked at him. Really looked at him. So, she makes his life miserable? That hurt.
"Alec, I didn't ask you to do that." She said, sounding resentful which hurt him a little. She didn't want Logan. As much as they shared together, it just wasn't worth it anymore.
They were friends.
Actually, less than that. More like business partners.
"Well, I took the liberty to fix everything for you." He retorted.
"Alec, why the hell are you so angry with me? What the hell did I do?" She asked, getting frustrated with him.
"Max, I'm not angry with you. I'm just annoyed. It pisses me off that you have to sneak around to sleep with me. Why the hell does everything about us have to be a secret?" He said. Talking about their problems was making him irritated. "And when Logan caught us, you got angry with me. I didn't do anything wrong Max. We consented. Meaning you and me. But you just had to turn around and blame everything on me." He continued. He looked angry as he told her. He wasn't the type to talk about feelings. "Like you always do." He added quietly.
"I'm sorry." She said. "I shouldn't have done that. I'm not good at relationships, Alec." She explained. "And I don't blame you for everything that goes wrong."
"Nice excuse Max." He said. "But thanks."
She looked up at him and frowned. "It's not an excuse. It's true. Growing up in Manticore didn't exactly make me the most capable person when it came to relationships."
Alec nodded, not really believing her explanation.
"I want to get out of here." Max said softly, quickly changing the subject. It was true. She wanted to get out. Now. Spending time with a wounded Alec in the woods wasn't in her to do list.
Everywhere she looked, she saw her brother.
She heard his voice in her head. Maxie. He was calling to her. Haunting her.
She was losing her mind.
Max woke with a start. She had a bad dream but she couldn't remember it. She just knew that it was bad.
She looked around her. No soldiers. Yet.
Alec was seated across from her, sleeping as peacefully as he could in their situation. It was a bad idea for her to let him sleep but she could tell that his breathing was stable. So she left him alone.
Max stared at him for a few minutes and unconsciously, she felt her eyes tear up. He looked so boyish. So innocent. And so much like Ben. If she hadn't known better, she would have thought that the man sleeping in front of her was her brother. They looked so much alike.
Identical.
Ben was beautiful, loving, caring, sweet, and innocent. But he was crazy. Alec was not.
"I killed him," Max thought sadly. "I killed my own brother and here I am in the woods with his twin."
All the memories were flooding back. It was morning already. The anniversary of Ben's death.
Max looked down on the ground and played with the grass underneath her. She couldn't look at Alec. All she saw was Ben. Her big brother that she loved beyond reasonable doubt.
All she saw was the man she killed a year ago today.
Max sniffled. She hoped Alec won't wake up and see her crying. She hated being weak. Emotion was a weakness. She didn't have the liberty to be weak now. She had to get Alec and herself out of the woods and into safety.
"I'm sorry." She whispered.
"Sorry for what?" Alec's voice startled her.
"I wasn't talking to you." She whispered without even looking up.
"Great. You're talking to yourself. You're losing your mind." He said sarcastically. Max just stood up and said nothing which surprised him.
"We have to get going. We slept more than we should have." She said.
"Are you okay?" Alec asked concerned when he saw that her eyes were blood shot and she looked like a tornado had just hit her.
"I'm fine. Let's go." She said turning away before she caught a glimpse of him.
"Max, look at me." He said turning her so that she would face him. Max looked at him and she tried to see past the face. See who he was inside but right now it was impossible. All she saw was her brother.
"Let's go, Alec." She said softly. Had she looked at him any longer, she would have broken down and cried and called him Ben.
And she knew that she couldn't do that to him. He was Alec. Not Ben.
"Remember that Max." She mentally told herself as she walked beside him.
"Why did you want to get the antigen for the virus?" She asked suddenly.
"Because I wanted you to figure your problems out." He said bitterly.
"What problems?" She asked defensively.
What was he talking about? She didn't have problems. So what if her life was a little screwed up? So what if she had a secret government facility as a home while growing up? So what if she was raised as a soldier instead of a normal human being? So what if there's a cult after her ass twenty four seven? So what if she tried to kill herself two days ago?
Those were not news to her
"You and Logan." He answered, snapping her out of her reverie.
Max frowned. "What about me and Logan?" She asked. It was basically over between them.
"Max, listen. I wanted to give the antigen to you so that you would stop bothering me and making my life miserable and move on with Logan already. You two can live happily ever after." He declared rather cynically.
Max looked at him. Really looked at him. So, she makes his life miserable? That hurt.
"Alec, I didn't ask you to do that." She said, sounding resentful which hurt him a little. She didn't want Logan. As much as they shared together, it just wasn't worth it anymore.
They were friends.
Actually, less than that. More like business partners.
"Well, I took the liberty to fix everything for you." He retorted.
"Alec, why the hell are you so angry with me? What the hell did I do?" She asked, getting frustrated with him.
"Max, I'm not angry with you. I'm just annoyed. It pisses me off that you have to sneak around to sleep with me. Why the hell does everything about us have to be a secret?" He said. Talking about their problems was making him irritated. "And when Logan caught us, you got angry with me. I didn't do anything wrong Max. We consented. Meaning you and me. But you just had to turn around and blame everything on me." He continued. He looked angry as he told her. He wasn't the type to talk about feelings. "Like you always do." He added quietly.
"I'm sorry." She said. "I shouldn't have done that. I'm not good at relationships, Alec." She explained. "And I don't blame you for everything that goes wrong."
"Nice excuse Max." He said. "But thanks."
She looked up at him and frowned. "It's not an excuse. It's true. Growing up in Manticore didn't exactly make me the most capable person when it came to relationships."
Alec nodded, not really believing her explanation.
"I want to get out of here." Max said softly, quickly changing the subject. It was true. She wanted to get out. Now. Spending time with a wounded Alec in the woods wasn't in her to do list.
Everywhere she looked, she saw her brother.
She heard his voice in her head. Maxie. He was calling to her. Haunting her.
She was losing her mind.