Alec woke the next morning with the smell of bread in his small dirty
kitchen. He rolled over to check the clock next to his bed and almost
choked when it read 6:00am. He never got up that early, no wonder he was
tired. He got up curious to why there was someone making toast in his
house, let alone being in his house in the first place.
He rounded the corner cautiously in nothing but his silk boxers. Max was standing over the toaster with her back to him. Alec scrunched up his face with a surprised and disheveled look. 'Why the hell was she here,' he thought as he snuck up behind her and tapped her shoulder.
She jumped around and punched him in the face instinctively. At least she would have if he hadn't of grabbed her wrist before her fist hit his face.
"Max what the FUCK are you doing in my kitchen?" He said still holding her wrist. Her eyes were wide with surprise, she involuntarily gulped at the site of his topless almost pantless body. She took a deep breath as she looked him up and down. He let go of her hand and took a step back.
Max shook her head, 'it's only Alec, you'd look any guy up and down if they stood almost naked in front of you.' Max turned around to plunk the toast out of the toaster and onto a near by plate. 'Right max, whatever you reckon. That's why you stopped breathing at the sight of him. Because he's just like any other guy.' Her head bit back sarcastically.
"Well Max. Answer me." He said putting his hands on his hips. Max turned around and let out a Lethargic Sigh. "Oh well I just wanted to get out to stretch my legs and I thought. 'Hey why not go and ask why Alec has been such an asshole lately?' So I came, I saw bread and a toaster and decided to eat some breakfast." She said sarcastically turning back around to spread some butter over the toast.
"Fine," Alec said dismissingly, putting his hands in the air as a sign of mock surrender. He moved past the Kitchen counter to the couch that sat near the TV mole and Dix had helped him to set up two days prior. 'Already a week in terminal city and she's on my fucking case,' he thought shaking his head as he put his feet up on the small table that stood between the TV and him. He grabbed the remote from a crevice in the couch and flicked it on the to one of the channels they'd been able to receive a signal for.
Max came and sat down next to him, shoving his feet out of her way as she sat. He put his feet back up and looked over at her as she ate silently watching the TV. She looked back at him and for some reason, her face was sour.
"What did I do this time? Breathe too loudly for your delicate ears?" he said defensively. She raised her middle finger at him and went back to eating at watching the TV. He sighed at her and did the same.
* * *
Max tried to think of something to say. Truth be told the only reason she came to his house was to get away from Logan who was still asleep. It's not that she'd stopped liking him or anything it was just that he seemed to always be around, breathing down her neck. 'Just tell him that you want to know why he was all silent and secluded last night,' her mind suggested eagerly to her. 'Tell him that you needed to get away from Logan,' said another more eager voice to her, 'tell him that you trust him and figure it would be a good place to hang until you're ready to face Logan.'
"So why were you so silent and Secluded last night?" she asked deciding to go with the first voice. But she was worried for two reasons. One being the fact that she was hearing voices in her head, one was ok, but when there's more then you have to be a bit afraid. And Two, why was one of the voices telling her to be nice to Alec.
"I was thinking." He said not turning away from the TV. "And I didn't need to be interrupted by Mister Eyes Only telling me to do something that I might not want to do." He looked down at the remote and changed the channel. 'Crap,' Max thought, 'none of them like Logan at all. And here he is thinking that he's the rule of the roust.' She finished her bread and walked over to put the plate in the sink.
"Listen," she said walking back over to the couch and sitting closer to Alec this time. "I know how annoyed you're all getting at Logan's antics and I'm going to ask him to leave today. I think it's time we start sorting things out by ourselves. It's a transgenic matter and I don't think it's right to have him here. But can you back me up when I do it, because, well truth be told he always thinks that he knows better than I do." Max turned in shock. She hadn't even planned on saying that much to him at all. She clenched her fists angry with her self for telling him that she was kicking Logan out. She got up and walked for the door. She reached it, arms still stiff at her sides when she head Alec clear his throat.
"Max, if you ever want to talk you know where to find me." His voice was soft and comforting when he said it and Max could tell by the tone that he was smiling. Without turning around max lowered her head and smiled, suddenly feeling a lot better.
"Thanks," she said still with her back to him and began walking out of the door. Alec smiled at himself and went back to watching TV. He had no idea why he always felt so good when he made Max smile
He rounded the corner cautiously in nothing but his silk boxers. Max was standing over the toaster with her back to him. Alec scrunched up his face with a surprised and disheveled look. 'Why the hell was she here,' he thought as he snuck up behind her and tapped her shoulder.
She jumped around and punched him in the face instinctively. At least she would have if he hadn't of grabbed her wrist before her fist hit his face.
"Max what the FUCK are you doing in my kitchen?" He said still holding her wrist. Her eyes were wide with surprise, she involuntarily gulped at the site of his topless almost pantless body. She took a deep breath as she looked him up and down. He let go of her hand and took a step back.
Max shook her head, 'it's only Alec, you'd look any guy up and down if they stood almost naked in front of you.' Max turned around to plunk the toast out of the toaster and onto a near by plate. 'Right max, whatever you reckon. That's why you stopped breathing at the sight of him. Because he's just like any other guy.' Her head bit back sarcastically.
"Well Max. Answer me." He said putting his hands on his hips. Max turned around and let out a Lethargic Sigh. "Oh well I just wanted to get out to stretch my legs and I thought. 'Hey why not go and ask why Alec has been such an asshole lately?' So I came, I saw bread and a toaster and decided to eat some breakfast." She said sarcastically turning back around to spread some butter over the toast.
"Fine," Alec said dismissingly, putting his hands in the air as a sign of mock surrender. He moved past the Kitchen counter to the couch that sat near the TV mole and Dix had helped him to set up two days prior. 'Already a week in terminal city and she's on my fucking case,' he thought shaking his head as he put his feet up on the small table that stood between the TV and him. He grabbed the remote from a crevice in the couch and flicked it on the to one of the channels they'd been able to receive a signal for.
Max came and sat down next to him, shoving his feet out of her way as she sat. He put his feet back up and looked over at her as she ate silently watching the TV. She looked back at him and for some reason, her face was sour.
"What did I do this time? Breathe too loudly for your delicate ears?" he said defensively. She raised her middle finger at him and went back to eating at watching the TV. He sighed at her and did the same.
* * *
Max tried to think of something to say. Truth be told the only reason she came to his house was to get away from Logan who was still asleep. It's not that she'd stopped liking him or anything it was just that he seemed to always be around, breathing down her neck. 'Just tell him that you want to know why he was all silent and secluded last night,' her mind suggested eagerly to her. 'Tell him that you needed to get away from Logan,' said another more eager voice to her, 'tell him that you trust him and figure it would be a good place to hang until you're ready to face Logan.'
"So why were you so silent and Secluded last night?" she asked deciding to go with the first voice. But she was worried for two reasons. One being the fact that she was hearing voices in her head, one was ok, but when there's more then you have to be a bit afraid. And Two, why was one of the voices telling her to be nice to Alec.
"I was thinking." He said not turning away from the TV. "And I didn't need to be interrupted by Mister Eyes Only telling me to do something that I might not want to do." He looked down at the remote and changed the channel. 'Crap,' Max thought, 'none of them like Logan at all. And here he is thinking that he's the rule of the roust.' She finished her bread and walked over to put the plate in the sink.
"Listen," she said walking back over to the couch and sitting closer to Alec this time. "I know how annoyed you're all getting at Logan's antics and I'm going to ask him to leave today. I think it's time we start sorting things out by ourselves. It's a transgenic matter and I don't think it's right to have him here. But can you back me up when I do it, because, well truth be told he always thinks that he knows better than I do." Max turned in shock. She hadn't even planned on saying that much to him at all. She clenched her fists angry with her self for telling him that she was kicking Logan out. She got up and walked for the door. She reached it, arms still stiff at her sides when she head Alec clear his throat.
"Max, if you ever want to talk you know where to find me." His voice was soft and comforting when he said it and Max could tell by the tone that he was smiling. Without turning around max lowered her head and smiled, suddenly feeling a lot better.
"Thanks," she said still with her back to him and began walking out of the door. Alec smiled at himself and went back to watching TV. He had no idea why he always felt so good when he made Max smile