Ch. 5 Why?
A/n: Thanx for the more reviews!! :-) I am writing as much as I can now because I am on a break from a hectic schedule... So i'll try to keep a constant update up... but no promises!
~Liz Pov~
Here we are. All of us back in my bedroom. It still looks exactly the change, this is the only part of my house that is the same. I am out on the balcony sitting in the lawn chair. Max isnt sitting here with me though. He is normally would be but i am just sitting her remembering my parents. Remembering all the fights... that I now regret. But another part of me is mad. Why does it have to be my Parents. My parents... who had nothing to do it. Amy wanted us to wait till Jim got here. He is still working at the police station. Amy said he is no longer a deputy, like he was the night we left. I hate waiting!!!
I can here Maria in the background, she is talking to her mom and telling her everything. Just like the old Maria. I guess we all havn't changed as much as we would like to have thought we have. We all look like ourselves. Thanks to Michael, Max and little bit from kyle. We all thought it'd be easier for our rents.
"Liz, Jim is here"- I hear Amy call.
O yea.. now I can here about my parents... can u tell that i am jumping for joy?? More like wishing i could run and hide.
~Jim's POV~
When Amy first called, she was frantic. I was afraid there was burglary at the Crash, I could have handled that. But hearing what she said. I thought she had lost it. But here they are. My son- Kyle. He's home. They all are. I see Amy approaching, I have this goofy grin on my face as I star at Kyle. But Amy looks solem. I can't figure out why she is not estatic?
"Jim, we have to Liz"- Amy say softly to me.
Yep.. that would ruin a perfectly good home comming. I look over and see Liz. But that is not the girl who left here. She looks so much older and wiser. But she looks sad. I am thinking, she is fearing the worst for her parents. And why shouldn't she?
I look at her and say
"Liz, we gotta talk"
She sighs and says..." I figured as much"
The whole group sat close to her on her bed. It is really amazing to see the support that they are showing her. And I know it wouldn't matter who it was, their all there for each other.
So I take a big breath and look over to Amy... she puts her arm on me and I begin.
"After they got your journal Liz, they felt horrible for not understanding and not being there for you. I kept telling them it wasn't their faults. That you where prolly really happy right now. But your mother just couldn't handle it. She would go out for walks.. hours on end. Jeffery, Phillip and I all followed her to see where she'd go. She mostly went to the park and would sit and cry for hours. Jeffery, felt horrible. He didnt know what to do. She refused to go to the doctors. Anyways on one of her walks she got hit by a drunk driver Liz. She didnt make it..."
I pause and pick my head up from looking at the floor and look at her.
I was surprise to see her not crying, not screaming. But she was just as quiet and still as a stone. I whisper to Amy
"Should I go on?"
Amy just nodded.
"Liz, your dad couldn't take it. He lost his daughter and his wife. He had to leave Roswell. And he swore he'd never come back. I have visited him a few times Liz. And he's blocked out all memory of the Aliens about where you went. He just couldn't take it."
There I had said my peace.
~Amy PoV~
Why is Liz just sitting there. Doesn't she understand? I look over at her and take a closer look at her eyes and I can tell she understands. She understands all to well. Her eyes are filled with the "What if's" and the "if Onlys". These eyes are usually only found in the elderly. But she has them. And they don't suit her at all.
"Liz, sweetie... I am sorry"- is all i can think to say to her.
"Why..." Was the only thing that escaped Liz's Mouth.
A/n: Thanx for the more reviews!! :-) I am writing as much as I can now because I am on a break from a hectic schedule... So i'll try to keep a constant update up... but no promises!
~Liz Pov~
Here we are. All of us back in my bedroom. It still looks exactly the change, this is the only part of my house that is the same. I am out on the balcony sitting in the lawn chair. Max isnt sitting here with me though. He is normally would be but i am just sitting her remembering my parents. Remembering all the fights... that I now regret. But another part of me is mad. Why does it have to be my Parents. My parents... who had nothing to do it. Amy wanted us to wait till Jim got here. He is still working at the police station. Amy said he is no longer a deputy, like he was the night we left. I hate waiting!!!
I can here Maria in the background, she is talking to her mom and telling her everything. Just like the old Maria. I guess we all havn't changed as much as we would like to have thought we have. We all look like ourselves. Thanks to Michael, Max and little bit from kyle. We all thought it'd be easier for our rents.
"Liz, Jim is here"- I hear Amy call.
O yea.. now I can here about my parents... can u tell that i am jumping for joy?? More like wishing i could run and hide.
~Jim's POV~
When Amy first called, she was frantic. I was afraid there was burglary at the Crash, I could have handled that. But hearing what she said. I thought she had lost it. But here they are. My son- Kyle. He's home. They all are. I see Amy approaching, I have this goofy grin on my face as I star at Kyle. But Amy looks solem. I can't figure out why she is not estatic?
"Jim, we have to Liz"- Amy say softly to me.
Yep.. that would ruin a perfectly good home comming. I look over and see Liz. But that is not the girl who left here. She looks so much older and wiser. But she looks sad. I am thinking, she is fearing the worst for her parents. And why shouldn't she?
I look at her and say
"Liz, we gotta talk"
She sighs and says..." I figured as much"
The whole group sat close to her on her bed. It is really amazing to see the support that they are showing her. And I know it wouldn't matter who it was, their all there for each other.
So I take a big breath and look over to Amy... she puts her arm on me and I begin.
"After they got your journal Liz, they felt horrible for not understanding and not being there for you. I kept telling them it wasn't their faults. That you where prolly really happy right now. But your mother just couldn't handle it. She would go out for walks.. hours on end. Jeffery, Phillip and I all followed her to see where she'd go. She mostly went to the park and would sit and cry for hours. Jeffery, felt horrible. He didnt know what to do. She refused to go to the doctors. Anyways on one of her walks she got hit by a drunk driver Liz. She didnt make it..."
I pause and pick my head up from looking at the floor and look at her.
I was surprise to see her not crying, not screaming. But she was just as quiet and still as a stone. I whisper to Amy
"Should I go on?"
Amy just nodded.
"Liz, your dad couldn't take it. He lost his daughter and his wife. He had to leave Roswell. And he swore he'd never come back. I have visited him a few times Liz. And he's blocked out all memory of the Aliens about where you went. He just couldn't take it."
There I had said my peace.
~Amy PoV~
Why is Liz just sitting there. Doesn't she understand? I look over at her and take a closer look at her eyes and I can tell she understands. She understands all to well. Her eyes are filled with the "What if's" and the "if Onlys". These eyes are usually only found in the elderly. But she has them. And they don't suit her at all.
"Liz, sweetie... I am sorry"- is all i can think to say to her.
"Why..." Was the only thing that escaped Liz's Mouth.