So, ok. This is the final chapter. It isn't that I wanted this story to be
over with because I really do love this story. I just couldn't figure out
how to continue it and NOT end it, you know?
I want to SINCERELY thank my faithful reviewers. You guys rock. Especially you imma-crazy-monkey for getting me to finally finish this story! Heh, thank you and please review the final chapter and tell me what you think of the end. Good, bad, boring, interesting? Comments HELP! Thank you! Look for more stories from me soon to come!
Disclaimer: Don't own Roswell but the STORY is MINE!
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*A week or so later*
Things were different. Liz could cut the tension in the room with an knife. . . and no one would speak. It was just like all the other times they had hung out. They were all there together: Liz, Maria, Alex, Isabel, Michael, Max, and Tess. Now, things were different.
The nervous eyes of all the others in the room darted timidly from Liz to Max and then to Alex. Everyone, by now, knew what had happened and no one knew exactly what to expect.
Liz heard Maria clear her throat before cheerfully trying to start up conversation. "So did you hear about the new theater they're supposedly planning for downtown? It sounds pretty cool. I was just thinking that-"
"Quiet Maria," Isabel said suddenly and Maria stopped abruptly and everyone stared at Isabel in awe at the insistent and bitter tone in her voice.
"Sheesh Iz, you don't have to be so rude," Michael said angrily, quickly coming to the defense of Maria.
"Look, I'm sorry but I think that the last thing we all need to hear right now is Maria's ramblings right now." Isabel said letting out a frustrated sigh.
"You don't need to take your anger out on Maria, she did nothing to you." Michael shot back and Maria smiled softly at the way he stood up for her. Michael hadn't shown much affection lately- not since the whole Liz/Max breakup.
"Will everyone just stop it?" Liz cried out as she jumped up and stood in the middle of the circle of people. "Look, I fully understand that this whole tension is about me. We don't have to hide it and I just want to say- this has NOTHING to do with any of you. This has to do with me and Alex, so just stay out!"
Alex watched as her face grew red hot with anger as she looked from face to face and finally letting her gaze land on Alex. Quickly she turned and bolted out of the room leaving everyone in silence as they watched her go.
He saw Max begin to get up but he quickly jumped up to stop him. "No Max, I'm going." He insisted with a tone of urgency and importance in his voice he had never heard before. Max looked him over for a second before nodding and sitting down as Alex jogged out after Liz.
He found her not far from the room down the hall and leaning up against the wall taking deep breaths to calm herself down. She opened her eyes when she heard him walked toward her and a small smile formed on her lips.
"I'm so glad you're not Max," she said when he reached him. He nodded in understanding and they stood for a moment, evaluating the situation and wondering what exactly they could talk about other than THAT night. There was nothing, every single thought in Liz's head centered around that night and Alex. In the past few days she had felt feelings dredge up in her that she hadn't felt for years. Feelings that brought back a nagging sense of wanting that she knew wouldn't go away.
"Look Liz, I know you don't want anything to ever-" Alex began but Liz held up a hand over his lips to stop him and in the silence stared into his deep and innocent eyes.
"Alex, for the past few days I've been thinking a lot about the past. Back to middle school and the beginning of high school and I've been remembering things I haven't thought about for years." Liz watched as the color crept up on Alex's face as he too remembered the crush he'd had on her and she laughed.
"The thing is, for so long I felt like I could love no one but Max. That night that Maria took me out to forget about Max, I thought that was exactly what I was doing. I drowned my sorrow in alcohol and I know it wasn't the right thing to do- I knew it at that time. The thing is, I told you I couldn't remember anything from that night- and it was true. I didn't remember anything and then the next day pieces began to come back to me.
"I thought I did what I did with you to forget Alex, but that isn't what I remember. I remember you that night when we danced, and how you held me with such care. I did what I did not because of Max, but because of you. I guess that's what I wanted to say." Liz finished and she watched Alex's eyes as he processed the information.
"So- so it wasn't about Max?" He asked and when she shook her head a smile broke out on his face.
He timidly took a step closer. Slowly he embraced her and their lips connected, sending a flood of emotions and relief racing through both of their bodies.
"So what does this mean Liz?" Alex asked once they pulled away as he looked down at her still cuddling in his embrace.
Liz chuckled slightly and shook her head as she thought about the question. "To be honest Alex, I have no idea. All I know is that, for once, I'm not thinking about Max Evans. I think about my future and I don't see him in it- I see you, and the future is looking very, very bright."
I want to SINCERELY thank my faithful reviewers. You guys rock. Especially you imma-crazy-monkey for getting me to finally finish this story! Heh, thank you and please review the final chapter and tell me what you think of the end. Good, bad, boring, interesting? Comments HELP! Thank you! Look for more stories from me soon to come!
Disclaimer: Don't own Roswell but the STORY is MINE!
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*A week or so later*
Things were different. Liz could cut the tension in the room with an knife. . . and no one would speak. It was just like all the other times they had hung out. They were all there together: Liz, Maria, Alex, Isabel, Michael, Max, and Tess. Now, things were different.
The nervous eyes of all the others in the room darted timidly from Liz to Max and then to Alex. Everyone, by now, knew what had happened and no one knew exactly what to expect.
Liz heard Maria clear her throat before cheerfully trying to start up conversation. "So did you hear about the new theater they're supposedly planning for downtown? It sounds pretty cool. I was just thinking that-"
"Quiet Maria," Isabel said suddenly and Maria stopped abruptly and everyone stared at Isabel in awe at the insistent and bitter tone in her voice.
"Sheesh Iz, you don't have to be so rude," Michael said angrily, quickly coming to the defense of Maria.
"Look, I'm sorry but I think that the last thing we all need to hear right now is Maria's ramblings right now." Isabel said letting out a frustrated sigh.
"You don't need to take your anger out on Maria, she did nothing to you." Michael shot back and Maria smiled softly at the way he stood up for her. Michael hadn't shown much affection lately- not since the whole Liz/Max breakup.
"Will everyone just stop it?" Liz cried out as she jumped up and stood in the middle of the circle of people. "Look, I fully understand that this whole tension is about me. We don't have to hide it and I just want to say- this has NOTHING to do with any of you. This has to do with me and Alex, so just stay out!"
Alex watched as her face grew red hot with anger as she looked from face to face and finally letting her gaze land on Alex. Quickly she turned and bolted out of the room leaving everyone in silence as they watched her go.
He saw Max begin to get up but he quickly jumped up to stop him. "No Max, I'm going." He insisted with a tone of urgency and importance in his voice he had never heard before. Max looked him over for a second before nodding and sitting down as Alex jogged out after Liz.
He found her not far from the room down the hall and leaning up against the wall taking deep breaths to calm herself down. She opened her eyes when she heard him walked toward her and a small smile formed on her lips.
"I'm so glad you're not Max," she said when he reached him. He nodded in understanding and they stood for a moment, evaluating the situation and wondering what exactly they could talk about other than THAT night. There was nothing, every single thought in Liz's head centered around that night and Alex. In the past few days she had felt feelings dredge up in her that she hadn't felt for years. Feelings that brought back a nagging sense of wanting that she knew wouldn't go away.
"Look Liz, I know you don't want anything to ever-" Alex began but Liz held up a hand over his lips to stop him and in the silence stared into his deep and innocent eyes.
"Alex, for the past few days I've been thinking a lot about the past. Back to middle school and the beginning of high school and I've been remembering things I haven't thought about for years." Liz watched as the color crept up on Alex's face as he too remembered the crush he'd had on her and she laughed.
"The thing is, for so long I felt like I could love no one but Max. That night that Maria took me out to forget about Max, I thought that was exactly what I was doing. I drowned my sorrow in alcohol and I know it wasn't the right thing to do- I knew it at that time. The thing is, I told you I couldn't remember anything from that night- and it was true. I didn't remember anything and then the next day pieces began to come back to me.
"I thought I did what I did with you to forget Alex, but that isn't what I remember. I remember you that night when we danced, and how you held me with such care. I did what I did not because of Max, but because of you. I guess that's what I wanted to say." Liz finished and she watched Alex's eyes as he processed the information.
"So- so it wasn't about Max?" He asked and when she shook her head a smile broke out on his face.
He timidly took a step closer. Slowly he embraced her and their lips connected, sending a flood of emotions and relief racing through both of their bodies.
"So what does this mean Liz?" Alex asked once they pulled away as he looked down at her still cuddling in his embrace.
Liz chuckled slightly and shook her head as she thought about the question. "To be honest Alex, I have no idea. All I know is that, for once, I'm not thinking about Max Evans. I think about my future and I don't see him in it- I see you, and the future is looking very, very bright."