Okay, so hi hello, this is my first story... so be warned. Oh yeah, I don't mind if you don't like the story, just don't flame it. Constructive criticism is welcome.

Disclaimer: Okay, come on be serious. Yeah, like if I owned Dark Angel I'd even be at this site.

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Broad, is the sea

The Salt, enters the wounds

My take, on you is simple

So heal, your fear

To heal your fear

Time, spent waking off shore

The calm, before the storm

My take, from you is simple

So heal, your fear

To heal, your fear

You're such a comfortable liar

So calm

Cause I said wrong

You comfortable liar

Liar

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Alec stormed into Jam Pony about a half hour late clutching his arm. He looked extremely pissed off. He was looking for Max.

After walking over to her locker he realized she wasn't there. "Normal, where the hell's Max?"

"Well Golden Boy, Missy Miss actually decided to show up on time today, she's out on a run, which you should be on too, bip bip."

But instead of taking a package Alec left. He needed to clean up his arm. Logan had shot him that morning, the prick. It's not like he could really blame, it was all Max's fault. She had told Logan she and Alec were an item. What the hell was her problem? Gee Max, thanks so much for letting me in on the things that involve me and could get me shot by that bastard Logan. Bitch.

He was definitely going to have a little chat with her about that. So he went to her apartment to clean his wound and wait for her.

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Max had just been through what seemed like the longest day of stupid deliveries ever. Normal rode her ass more than usual because she was actually on time. What the hell was that? And then of course his freaking Golden Boy wasn't even there. The lazy ass was probably sleeping or something.

Max strode into her apartment to find Alec sitting on her couch. "What the hell do you think you're doing?! And why weren't you at work?" Still not noticing the pissed off look on his face she continued. "What the hell happened to your arm? Were you pulling a heist yesterday? You Moron! If you had gotten arrested I wouldn't have busted your ass out of jail."

Max finally took noticed the fact that he hadn't said a word and he looked really mad. "What's wrong?"

"Do you have something you want to tell me about Max?"

This pissed her off. "What could I possibly have to say to you? Except for get the hell off my couch and out of my apartment?"

He shot off of the couch at that and started walking towards her. Okay so she was scared, he didn't have to know that. "What the hell is your-"

"Shut up Max! God, you're prick of a we're not like that boyfriend shot me in the damned arm! You wouldn't happen to know why would you Max?" Her eyes got huge, of course she knew why. Oops, he was never supposed to know about that.

"Look Alec-"

"Why'd you do it Max, and why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm really sorry Alec, but I needed to push him away so he won't die. I never thought he'd hurt you, I swear."

Alec was on his way out when he called over his shoulder, "Well I'm going to go see Logan and clear this little problem up."

Max panicked, "Alec no! Please don't tell him! Please. I need you to help me."

He slowly turned around. "How?"

"I need you to act like you're with me when we're around him, okay?"

He folded his arms over his chest. "What's in it for me?"

"Um, I'll stop being so abusive, and.... I'll be ... nice to you."

Alec laughed, she'll never be able to pull it off but he'd like to see her try. "Okay," he stated simply, with a smirk he added, "honey."

The disgusted look on her face made him laugh out loud. He turned around and left still laughing.

Oh no, what have I done? I have to be nice to that dumb ass. She could still hear him laughing as he was leaving. Ugh.

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Okay so I know it's really bad, but whatever. Please review! Oh yeah, if any of you have some suggestions for the story tell me.