Part Two - Lost Without You
Max woke up with a start as his cell-phone vibrated noisily on the motel's bedside table and the screen flashed to let him know he had received a message. He'd left the phone on just in case anyone wondered where he was, and it seemed that, at 3am, somebody finally cared. He reached out his right arm to turn on the lamp and grab the cell-phone. There was a text- message from Liz in his inbox. Great.
max. as ive said many times in the past 6 hrs - im really sorry abt wot i did + that u had 2 find out abt it in the way that u did. i hav no idea how Tess knew + I guess thats not really important. i just want u 2 no it wasnt sum big cover-up where u were the last 2 no. u no that 1 nite wiv sean didnt mean anywhere near as much 2 me as a lifetime wiv u. I hope we can work things out - . I hav 2 try, bcos i still love u. liz.
Max growled in annoyance; she couldn't just let it go, not even for one night. What she didn't seem to understand was that cheating on him wasn't what he was really upset about. What he was upset about was that Liz had betrayed his trust. And if she could do that to sleep with somebody, what was stopping her from betraying his trust in a way that threatened his existence? Max was an Alien King, and he needed to be able to trust the people close to him with that secret or the very people he loved could be the same people that ultimately caused his death. He'd never thought Liz would be one of them.
Liz. Meet me at our apartment tomorrow at noon. We can talk then. Max.
Liz had her cell in her hand so she read the message immediately, wincing as she did so. Max sounded really mad at her. It wasn't surprising, and he was completely just in feeling that way, but that didn't stop it from hurting. Liz was very aware that what she had done was wrong, and she knew she would be devastated if Max had cheated with her, especially if she'd found out the news from somebody else on the day he'd promised to stay with her and her alone until the day he died.
max. thank u. i will b there 2moz @ 12. plz dont h8 me. sleep well. love, liz.
After Liz had replied, Max switched off his cell-phone and lay back down. He wished she would stop apologising; he got that she was sorry, she's said it enough times now. An apology wasn't what he needed from her; he needed to know he could trust her after all, and he wasn't sure how she could prove it to him. There was no way he was going to continue writing messages to her with his thumbs; he needed to speak to her face-to-face, and her messages seemed to lose any genuine emotion with all those little abbreviations and emoticons she liked to use.
When her phone didn't buzz again after five minutes, Liz put it back on the coffee-table and changed into some pyjamas before climbing into the very impressive make-shift bed and falling asleep the minute her head hit the pillow; though her mind was filled with thoughts and she'd had a very intense day, she was worn out from everything that had happened. Maybe things would be better in the morning.
Max woke up with a start as his cell-phone vibrated noisily on the motel's bedside table and the screen flashed to let him know he had received a message. He'd left the phone on just in case anyone wondered where he was, and it seemed that, at 3am, somebody finally cared. He reached out his right arm to turn on the lamp and grab the cell-phone. There was a text- message from Liz in his inbox. Great.
max. as ive said many times in the past 6 hrs - im really sorry abt wot i did + that u had 2 find out abt it in the way that u did. i hav no idea how Tess knew + I guess thats not really important. i just want u 2 no it wasnt sum big cover-up where u were the last 2 no. u no that 1 nite wiv sean didnt mean anywhere near as much 2 me as a lifetime wiv u. I hope we can work things out - . I hav 2 try, bcos i still love u. liz.
Max growled in annoyance; she couldn't just let it go, not even for one night. What she didn't seem to understand was that cheating on him wasn't what he was really upset about. What he was upset about was that Liz had betrayed his trust. And if she could do that to sleep with somebody, what was stopping her from betraying his trust in a way that threatened his existence? Max was an Alien King, and he needed to be able to trust the people close to him with that secret or the very people he loved could be the same people that ultimately caused his death. He'd never thought Liz would be one of them.
Liz. Meet me at our apartment tomorrow at noon. We can talk then. Max.
Liz had her cell in her hand so she read the message immediately, wincing as she did so. Max sounded really mad at her. It wasn't surprising, and he was completely just in feeling that way, but that didn't stop it from hurting. Liz was very aware that what she had done was wrong, and she knew she would be devastated if Max had cheated with her, especially if she'd found out the news from somebody else on the day he'd promised to stay with her and her alone until the day he died.
max. thank u. i will b there 2moz @ 12. plz dont h8 me. sleep well. love, liz.
After Liz had replied, Max switched off his cell-phone and lay back down. He wished she would stop apologising; he got that she was sorry, she's said it enough times now. An apology wasn't what he needed from her; he needed to know he could trust her after all, and he wasn't sure how she could prove it to him. There was no way he was going to continue writing messages to her with his thumbs; he needed to speak to her face-to-face, and her messages seemed to lose any genuine emotion with all those little abbreviations and emoticons she liked to use.
When her phone didn't buzz again after five minutes, Liz put it back on the coffee-table and changed into some pyjamas before climbing into the very impressive make-shift bed and falling asleep the minute her head hit the pillow; though her mind was filled with thoughts and she'd had a very intense day, she was worn out from everything that had happened. Maybe things would be better in the morning.