Almost okay
Chapter eight
Sighing, Logan handed over the briefcase, the sinking feeling in his stomach growing with every second. White wasn't going to give him Max's location not with half the money missing. They tried they really did, when Alec called to say he couldn't get all of the money Logan had called every relative to secure a loan, unfortunately to no avail.
"Here it is." He muttered before revealing his failure. " I could only get one hundred thousand, I, I'm sorry but."
White raised his hand to silence him.
"Whatever, listen if your planning to get Max out do it tomorrow, otherwise." he slid his finger across his throat.
He glanced around Logan's apartment before dropping a file on his desk and walking out. "Oh and by the way, nice place you got here."
After the initial relief, Logan began to get more and more troubled by Whites response. He didn't think it was a trap but there was something going on, something he wouldn't like.
He reached for the phone.
Alec came almost immediately; he had wanted to be there at the time but Logan refused saying White might pull out if he were there.
"Well?" Alec asked looking nervous. "Did we get it?" Logan just smiled; the rest of the evening was spent looking over maps, blueprints and other vital information.
"So basically it's a smash and grab job?" logan asked once Alec had explaind the plan.
"Yeah, I think if we go in this door here it will give us a clear route and it'll be late no-one will be around, so we can just shoot anyone we meet." He replied grinning. Logan rolled his eyes but returned the smile.
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The day went slowly for Max, White had been by earlier and although he was with a familiar, the look in his eye was enough.
Today was the day.
She spent her time preparing, listening and as the night approached, she was ready for anything. The first shot was fired at around three; it was followed by many more however. Max was waiting at the bars, body totally on edge as Alec came running down the corridor blood running down his shoulder.
"Hey maxie, good to see ya." He grinned shooting the lock. Max had never been so happy to see anyone in her life, as the door lay crumpled on the floor she flung herself at Alec who returned the hug a little to enthusiastically, but hey, this was Alec.
"Hate to be a party pooper but we really should be going" a strict voice rang out barely able to hide his amusement and relief.
"Logan!"
All three ran knowing exactly where they were going, one of the benefits of being a transgenic. Good navigation skills.
There was a car waiting, Logan dived into the front seat and started the engine.
"Shotgun" yelled Alec as he and Max followed suit.
Only she noticed the black car parked on the side of the road. Whites car. They locked eyes and he raised his eyebrows. She was almost crying as the car pulled away. The sense of loss overwhelmed her.
Why did this feel like the end?
Why did she feel like her heart had just been broken?
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Nothing was the same.
She knew it wouldn't be but it was hard to know life went on without her. She lived alone Original Cindy had moved away unable to deal with the loss of her best friend. No one had really thought she was still alive. Max had tried to find her; the search however had been fruitless.
Nothing bothered her.
On the outside, she was indifferent.
Inside she was tearing up. Nothing was right, nothing felt okay. She drifted from day-to-day, just waiting. Waiting for him.
Why didn't he come, didn't he feeling the same?
Logan pushed, he wanted to know everything, he always wanted to know everything.
How she felt.
What had happened.
What it was like.
It drove her crazy she just wanted to yell at him, tell him everything.
Watch his face as he found out she didn't love him. It was cruel, but true. She needed to hurt someone and Logan would be so easy to hurt.
She couldn't breathe, she wanted out of this life.
After another argument with Logan, she found herself wondering the streets watching the traffic, the people, the stars. Why was it so hard, had they all changed so much that it was impossible to be with them.
The answer. No. They hadn't changed she had.
The thought didn't scare her like she thought it would, she still loved them all but they didn't understand, they didn't want to they were all so happy pretending that everything was okay.
Well it wasn't.
Sighing she leant against a lamppost and watched the world go by.
She didn't even notice the car pull up.
"Max?" she turned around. Her eyes fell upon the Familiar. He looked so tired so broken.
"Ames what are you doing here?" she felt tears fall down her face.
He walked up to her and tenderly touched her face. Their breath mingled as they kissed. Delicately. Softly.
He pulled away, turning he walked back to the car. Looking at her sadly before getting in.
This was it. It was over.
Reaching for the handle she opened the door and felt the rush of warmth as she climbed in.
No more pretending, she thought placing her hand over his.
Maybe things were going to be okay.
Well, almost okay.
Chapter eight
Sighing, Logan handed over the briefcase, the sinking feeling in his stomach growing with every second. White wasn't going to give him Max's location not with half the money missing. They tried they really did, when Alec called to say he couldn't get all of the money Logan had called every relative to secure a loan, unfortunately to no avail.
"Here it is." He muttered before revealing his failure. " I could only get one hundred thousand, I, I'm sorry but."
White raised his hand to silence him.
"Whatever, listen if your planning to get Max out do it tomorrow, otherwise." he slid his finger across his throat.
He glanced around Logan's apartment before dropping a file on his desk and walking out. "Oh and by the way, nice place you got here."
After the initial relief, Logan began to get more and more troubled by Whites response. He didn't think it was a trap but there was something going on, something he wouldn't like.
He reached for the phone.
Alec came almost immediately; he had wanted to be there at the time but Logan refused saying White might pull out if he were there.
"Well?" Alec asked looking nervous. "Did we get it?" Logan just smiled; the rest of the evening was spent looking over maps, blueprints and other vital information.
"So basically it's a smash and grab job?" logan asked once Alec had explaind the plan.
"Yeah, I think if we go in this door here it will give us a clear route and it'll be late no-one will be around, so we can just shoot anyone we meet." He replied grinning. Logan rolled his eyes but returned the smile.
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The day went slowly for Max, White had been by earlier and although he was with a familiar, the look in his eye was enough.
Today was the day.
She spent her time preparing, listening and as the night approached, she was ready for anything. The first shot was fired at around three; it was followed by many more however. Max was waiting at the bars, body totally on edge as Alec came running down the corridor blood running down his shoulder.
"Hey maxie, good to see ya." He grinned shooting the lock. Max had never been so happy to see anyone in her life, as the door lay crumpled on the floor she flung herself at Alec who returned the hug a little to enthusiastically, but hey, this was Alec.
"Hate to be a party pooper but we really should be going" a strict voice rang out barely able to hide his amusement and relief.
"Logan!"
All three ran knowing exactly where they were going, one of the benefits of being a transgenic. Good navigation skills.
There was a car waiting, Logan dived into the front seat and started the engine.
"Shotgun" yelled Alec as he and Max followed suit.
Only she noticed the black car parked on the side of the road. Whites car. They locked eyes and he raised his eyebrows. She was almost crying as the car pulled away. The sense of loss overwhelmed her.
Why did this feel like the end?
Why did she feel like her heart had just been broken?
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Nothing was the same.
She knew it wouldn't be but it was hard to know life went on without her. She lived alone Original Cindy had moved away unable to deal with the loss of her best friend. No one had really thought she was still alive. Max had tried to find her; the search however had been fruitless.
Nothing bothered her.
On the outside, she was indifferent.
Inside she was tearing up. Nothing was right, nothing felt okay. She drifted from day-to-day, just waiting. Waiting for him.
Why didn't he come, didn't he feeling the same?
Logan pushed, he wanted to know everything, he always wanted to know everything.
How she felt.
What had happened.
What it was like.
It drove her crazy she just wanted to yell at him, tell him everything.
Watch his face as he found out she didn't love him. It was cruel, but true. She needed to hurt someone and Logan would be so easy to hurt.
She couldn't breathe, she wanted out of this life.
After another argument with Logan, she found herself wondering the streets watching the traffic, the people, the stars. Why was it so hard, had they all changed so much that it was impossible to be with them.
The answer. No. They hadn't changed she had.
The thought didn't scare her like she thought it would, she still loved them all but they didn't understand, they didn't want to they were all so happy pretending that everything was okay.
Well it wasn't.
Sighing she leant against a lamppost and watched the world go by.
She didn't even notice the car pull up.
"Max?" she turned around. Her eyes fell upon the Familiar. He looked so tired so broken.
"Ames what are you doing here?" she felt tears fall down her face.
He walked up to her and tenderly touched her face. Their breath mingled as they kissed. Delicately. Softly.
He pulled away, turning he walked back to the car. Looking at her sadly before getting in.
This was it. It was over.
Reaching for the handle she opened the door and felt the rush of warmth as she climbed in.
No more pretending, she thought placing her hand over his.
Maybe things were going to be okay.
Well, almost okay.