A/N: THANKS FOR ALL THE REVIEWS. I DON'T UPDATE UNLESS I GET REVIEWS YOU
KNOW. ANYWAY, I'M GLAD THAT YOU GUYS LIKE THIS STORY SO FAR. AND YA I
KNOW, I'M MEAN FOR MAKING YOU GUYS THINK THAT ALEC DIED. BUT LIKE I SAID,
I WOULD NEVER KILL HIM. AND I DUNNO IF IT'S A GOOD OR BAD THING THAT I
MADE SOME OF YOU CRY. ANYWAY, THANKS. HERE'S CHAPTER EIGHT.
"Max, you have to eat something." OC insisted for the fifth time already.
Max shook her head again, as expected.
They've been at the hospital for two days now and Alec hadn't moved an inch.
Neither did Max.
OC sighed sharply and glanced at Logan, begging him to do something. "Max, Cindy's right. You have to eat something." He coaxed softly. She looked terrible.
Her hair was a mess. She had a wounded arm and she was in hospital scrubs. Thank god for that. In the first day that they were there, Max didn't want to move, even just to change out of her torn and blood stained clothes.
"I said I don't want to eat." She argued irately.
"You know boo, I don't know what you're going through but I care about Alec too." OC said softly standing by the doorway. "And I know that he wouldn't want you to do this to yourself. A hunger strike isn't going to make him recover any faster."
Max sighed sharply. Why wouldn't they just go away? She didn't care if she was starving to death or that she was dying for a shower. She'd wait here as long as possible for Alec.
She just wanted him to get better so badly.
He was in a coma. The doctors didn't know how long he'd be like that. Or if he was going to survive at all. Even with their genetically enhanced DNA, nothing was for certain.
"Boo, take a break. Do it for Alec." OC insisted.
"No," Max whispered firmly. She wasn't going to take a "break". She was going to sit here, no matter how long it took her.
She didn't want to miss a moment with him.
She was so afraid that the minute she turned her back on him, it would be the last she'll ever see Alec.
This was her fault. Max knew that. Alec wouldn't be lying here, dying if it wasn't for her. If only she hadn't been such a bitch to him. Then maybe he wouldn't have come up with the idea of getting the antigen for her. If only.
Max turned to look at OC who was just standing there, determined that she eat something.
"Fine. Put it over there." Max said indicating to the table. She didn't want to be mean to OC or to ignore her best friend but she had no choice.
Right now, Alec was her priority.
He had to come first.
"Thanks." She added which pleased OC. At least there was progress with Max.
Max waited for OC to close the door behind her before she turned her attention back to Alec. "Please be okay." She thought.
She had begged him that for two days now and Alec made no improvement.
She sighed as she leaned against the chair. It felt good. She had forgotten what good felt like. She hadn't showered, eaten anything or slept.
Her body ached all over.
She rested her head on Alec's bed. Sleep was a good idea. An hour would be fine enough. Before she could change her mind, Max fell into deep sleep.
Max woke up, startled that someone was touching her face. She felt a little disoriented.
"What the he-" She whispered but trailed off when she saw Alec, wide awake, looking at her. "Alec, oh God." She said breaking into tears.
She was so damn happy that she had to cry again.
She had almost lost hope.
She came so close to believing that he was never going to wake up again and he would die like this-a vegetable.
"Hey. You're supposed to be smiling." Alec said taking her hand. Max nodded, trying to swallow her tears.
She abruptly stood up and hugged him tightly. "Don't ever scare me like that again." She said still clinging to him.
It felt good to see him awake and talking again.
"Max, you can let go now. I'd like to be able to breathe sometime soon." He said, his voice hoarse but happy.
"Oh." Max said pulling away, smiling sadly.
"How long have we been here?" He asked curiously.
"Two days. Give or take a few hours." She replied.
"You look awful." Alec chuckled looking at her.
Max didn't care. She was just so happy that he was awake. She was still a little teary.
"I almost lost you." She whispered, her voice breaking again.
"You're never going to lose me. I promised you remember?" He said firmly.
Max nodded sitting on the side of his bed.
"Go take a shower Max. You smell." He suddenly said taking her by surprise. Alec chuckled softly. Max smiled a little and nodded, doing what he said.
Anything for Alec.
Max walked out of the shower into his room. She was in new clean scrubs. She felt better. Not because of the shower but because she knew that Alec was okay. She was so relieved that she almost slipped in the shower just hurrying to get back to him.
She looked at him as she took her seat next to him. He was asleep again. "I missed you." Max whispered.
"Hey." Alec said, opening his eyes lazily. Max smiled.
"Hey." She said. They sat there in silence for a few minutes. Max was staring into space, her eyes tearing up again. "I'm sorry Alec." She finally said, breaking the uneasy silence.
"Sorry for what?" He asked, looking slightly confused and worried about her. She looked uncharacteristically beaten.
"For everything." She whispered. "I'm sorry for being cruel and mean, for saying that you're a screw up and for blaming you when Logan caught us. Maybe.maybe this wouldn't have happened to you." She said sniffling quietly. "You're not a screw up, Alec." She added, feeling ashamed and sorry for everything that she'd done to him.
She felt so damn guilty that she could barely look at him.
"Hey, no more crying. Okay, Max?" He said softly. "I've seen you cry so much in the woods that I forgot you were capable of smiling."
"But Alec, you almost died." She insisted.
"No. No buts Max. I'm fine. See?" He said lifting his arms and waving them in the air, making her laugh a little. "There, much better. You laughed." Alec said smiling.
"Alec-" She said but he cut her off.
"No. Stop torturing yourself. It's not your fault. You can't save me from everything that goes wrong." He ordered firmly.
That was what Max was afraid of.
"Besides, I always get myself in trouble anyway, right?" The minute he said it, he regretted it. Max looked even guiltier than she did before.
"I'm just saying that I'm sorry." She insisted softly.
"I know Max but honestly, you don't' have to be sorry for anything." Alec answered.
"Okay." She said wiping her tears away, knowing full well that there was no point on arguing with Alec. His mind was set and she might as well let him win on this one.
"Good. Now, come here." He said trying to move in his bed.
Max frowned. What the hell was he trying to do? Rip his stitches?
"What are you doing?" She asked worriedly.
"Come here and lay down. I know that you've been sitting in that chair since we got here." Alec declared.
Max looked at the bed then at Alec uncertainly. "Oh what the hell." She whispered as she cautiously slipped next to him on the bed.
Max laid there for a few minutes, her head gently resting on Alec's chest. "Am I hurting you?" She asked, making sure that he was okay.
"No. I'm fine." He replied. "We're fine." He added.
Max smiled. She couldn't believe that he was okay again. It didn't matter what she believed anymore.
Alec was all right.
That was good enough for her.
OC and Logan found them that way. Max sleeping peacefully beside Alec, his free arm wrapped around her protectively.
OC just smiled, wiping a tear from her cheek. "Thank you." She whispered.
Logan looked at her, wondering who she was thanking exactly.
It didn't matter.
They were just thankful.
"Max, you have to eat something." OC insisted for the fifth time already.
Max shook her head again, as expected.
They've been at the hospital for two days now and Alec hadn't moved an inch.
Neither did Max.
OC sighed sharply and glanced at Logan, begging him to do something. "Max, Cindy's right. You have to eat something." He coaxed softly. She looked terrible.
Her hair was a mess. She had a wounded arm and she was in hospital scrubs. Thank god for that. In the first day that they were there, Max didn't want to move, even just to change out of her torn and blood stained clothes.
"I said I don't want to eat." She argued irately.
"You know boo, I don't know what you're going through but I care about Alec too." OC said softly standing by the doorway. "And I know that he wouldn't want you to do this to yourself. A hunger strike isn't going to make him recover any faster."
Max sighed sharply. Why wouldn't they just go away? She didn't care if she was starving to death or that she was dying for a shower. She'd wait here as long as possible for Alec.
She just wanted him to get better so badly.
He was in a coma. The doctors didn't know how long he'd be like that. Or if he was going to survive at all. Even with their genetically enhanced DNA, nothing was for certain.
"Boo, take a break. Do it for Alec." OC insisted.
"No," Max whispered firmly. She wasn't going to take a "break". She was going to sit here, no matter how long it took her.
She didn't want to miss a moment with him.
She was so afraid that the minute she turned her back on him, it would be the last she'll ever see Alec.
This was her fault. Max knew that. Alec wouldn't be lying here, dying if it wasn't for her. If only she hadn't been such a bitch to him. Then maybe he wouldn't have come up with the idea of getting the antigen for her. If only.
Max turned to look at OC who was just standing there, determined that she eat something.
"Fine. Put it over there." Max said indicating to the table. She didn't want to be mean to OC or to ignore her best friend but she had no choice.
Right now, Alec was her priority.
He had to come first.
"Thanks." She added which pleased OC. At least there was progress with Max.
Max waited for OC to close the door behind her before she turned her attention back to Alec. "Please be okay." She thought.
She had begged him that for two days now and Alec made no improvement.
She sighed as she leaned against the chair. It felt good. She had forgotten what good felt like. She hadn't showered, eaten anything or slept.
Her body ached all over.
She rested her head on Alec's bed. Sleep was a good idea. An hour would be fine enough. Before she could change her mind, Max fell into deep sleep.
Max woke up, startled that someone was touching her face. She felt a little disoriented.
"What the he-" She whispered but trailed off when she saw Alec, wide awake, looking at her. "Alec, oh God." She said breaking into tears.
She was so damn happy that she had to cry again.
She had almost lost hope.
She came so close to believing that he was never going to wake up again and he would die like this-a vegetable.
"Hey. You're supposed to be smiling." Alec said taking her hand. Max nodded, trying to swallow her tears.
She abruptly stood up and hugged him tightly. "Don't ever scare me like that again." She said still clinging to him.
It felt good to see him awake and talking again.
"Max, you can let go now. I'd like to be able to breathe sometime soon." He said, his voice hoarse but happy.
"Oh." Max said pulling away, smiling sadly.
"How long have we been here?" He asked curiously.
"Two days. Give or take a few hours." She replied.
"You look awful." Alec chuckled looking at her.
Max didn't care. She was just so happy that he was awake. She was still a little teary.
"I almost lost you." She whispered, her voice breaking again.
"You're never going to lose me. I promised you remember?" He said firmly.
Max nodded sitting on the side of his bed.
"Go take a shower Max. You smell." He suddenly said taking her by surprise. Alec chuckled softly. Max smiled a little and nodded, doing what he said.
Anything for Alec.
Max walked out of the shower into his room. She was in new clean scrubs. She felt better. Not because of the shower but because she knew that Alec was okay. She was so relieved that she almost slipped in the shower just hurrying to get back to him.
She looked at him as she took her seat next to him. He was asleep again. "I missed you." Max whispered.
"Hey." Alec said, opening his eyes lazily. Max smiled.
"Hey." She said. They sat there in silence for a few minutes. Max was staring into space, her eyes tearing up again. "I'm sorry Alec." She finally said, breaking the uneasy silence.
"Sorry for what?" He asked, looking slightly confused and worried about her. She looked uncharacteristically beaten.
"For everything." She whispered. "I'm sorry for being cruel and mean, for saying that you're a screw up and for blaming you when Logan caught us. Maybe.maybe this wouldn't have happened to you." She said sniffling quietly. "You're not a screw up, Alec." She added, feeling ashamed and sorry for everything that she'd done to him.
She felt so damn guilty that she could barely look at him.
"Hey, no more crying. Okay, Max?" He said softly. "I've seen you cry so much in the woods that I forgot you were capable of smiling."
"But Alec, you almost died." She insisted.
"No. No buts Max. I'm fine. See?" He said lifting his arms and waving them in the air, making her laugh a little. "There, much better. You laughed." Alec said smiling.
"Alec-" She said but he cut her off.
"No. Stop torturing yourself. It's not your fault. You can't save me from everything that goes wrong." He ordered firmly.
That was what Max was afraid of.
"Besides, I always get myself in trouble anyway, right?" The minute he said it, he regretted it. Max looked even guiltier than she did before.
"I'm just saying that I'm sorry." She insisted softly.
"I know Max but honestly, you don't' have to be sorry for anything." Alec answered.
"Okay." She said wiping her tears away, knowing full well that there was no point on arguing with Alec. His mind was set and she might as well let him win on this one.
"Good. Now, come here." He said trying to move in his bed.
Max frowned. What the hell was he trying to do? Rip his stitches?
"What are you doing?" She asked worriedly.
"Come here and lay down. I know that you've been sitting in that chair since we got here." Alec declared.
Max looked at the bed then at Alec uncertainly. "Oh what the hell." She whispered as she cautiously slipped next to him on the bed.
Max laid there for a few minutes, her head gently resting on Alec's chest. "Am I hurting you?" She asked, making sure that he was okay.
"No. I'm fine." He replied. "We're fine." He added.
Max smiled. She couldn't believe that he was okay again. It didn't matter what she believed anymore.
Alec was all right.
That was good enough for her.
OC and Logan found them that way. Max sleeping peacefully beside Alec, his free arm wrapped around her protectively.
OC just smiled, wiping a tear from her cheek. "Thank you." She whispered.
Logan looked at her, wondering who she was thanking exactly.
It didn't matter.
They were just thankful.