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Chapter Seven
Leo carried Max to Isabel's house, Kyle was still deeply in the land of nod, Isabel made sure of that.
Even though Max had had an evil ghost inside of him, she still loved him but couldn't get how he's slept with Esme out of her head.
Max slept on until one o'clock. When he awoke, Liz was sleeping silently at his bedside. 'She looks gorgeous' he thought to himself, but then looked around. 'Where am I?' It was a while before he realized that he was in his bed, in the house that he had grew up in.
Liz was knocked out of Tir Na Nog by someone prodding her on the arm. It was Max.
" Liz."
" Hey Max, did you have a good sleep?" she asked quietly, trying not to disturb Isabel who was sleeping soundly next to her.
" Liz, why aren't we at home?" he asked, still curious of his surroundings.
" You don't remember?"
" Remember what? Did I lose my memory or something?"
" No. But you were away for a very long time. Out of body experience, well, something like that."
" Oh. Um Liz?"
" Yeah?"
" What year is it?"
" You probably don't want to know that. You might get kind of angry or something, like last time." Liz looked kind of upset.
" What? Did I do something wrong? I feel like I've been sleeping for a hundred years." Commented Max.
" No. Only fifteen."
" What?" Max exploded.
" You've been away for 15 years."
" In a coma?"
" No. Your body was taken over by someone evil that Leo knows. For three years I put up with you, and then I left. I'm sorry Max, but you were such a bastard."
" What? What did I do?"
" You really want to know? It's not good." Liz said sadly.
" Yes, I really want to know what I did. So I can make it up to you. Just tell me please!" exclaimed Max. Liz's heart jumped around with the butterflies because of what he had said. But flopped when she realized what she had to tell him.
" You slept with Esme. You got her pregnant. You raped her." Liz shivered.
Max winced. "What else? Come on, I know there's more."
" You murdered three women after raping them, you were in jail for 7 years in Los Angeles. You came looking for me. You tried to abuse one of my closest friends. You happy now?"
Max looked down at the floor and started to cry. Liz sat on his bed and wrapped her arms around him, shushing him. Slowly, but surely, the crying stopped and Max drifted off to a deep, dark sleep.
********************************* Sorry it's so short, but my dinner is almost ready, yes I know it's eight p.m. TBC.
Tir Na Nog is a special place to go while you're sleeping or dying, it's mostly in Gaelic tales.
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Chapter Eight- Max's POV
Max awoke again at eleven o'clock. The night's events came back to him instantly and he closed his eyes, wincing as he went.
' How the hell did all that happen in fifteen years (!!!)and I didn't even realize it! Hey, fifteen years! That would make it, 2016! Nothing seems to be changed much. Liz looks different. She has red hair! And green eyes! I wonder why that is?'
He decided to get up, and finding some of his old clothes in the cupboards, decided to get dressed. 'I must look really weird' he thought to himself as he pulled on a Coldplay t-shirt, and Levi jeans.
The first person he was when he walked downstairs was Kyle. He was sitting in the sitting room, eating a bowl of corn-flakes, watching the Lakers play the Chicago bulls. (a/n: I have absolutly no idea about American sports apart that you call rugby, football, and football, soccer. Is that right?)
When he went through to the kitchen, there was another man at the table, eating toast with Isabel. It seemed that they were in deep conversation about something. Neither of them noticed him behind them, so Max wasn't surprised when Isabel jumped when he said 'Hi'.
" Hey, Max. How much did you hear?" she asked suspiciously.
" Not much, you were whispering. Why is Kyle here, and who's he?" he asked his sister.
" Did Liz tell you much?" asked the man at the table.
" You know Liz?"
" Well, duh! I am her brother!" he said.
" Her brother?" Max stammered. " I didn't know she had a brother?"
" Yeah, well, she does. I'm her big half-bro. Leo. Pleased to meet you, finally." Leo shook Max's hand. "So what did she tell you?"
" A lot of horrible stuff."
" Well, you better put on a strong disguise if you want to go outside at anytime. Did she tell you how abusive you were?"
" Bits and pieces. Really, I don't want to talk about it right now. Uh, where's Liz?"
" She's with Isabel." Said Kyle coming up behind him. "Glad to have the real you back." He also shook his hand.
" Uh, Kyle, I don't mean to be rude, but what are you doing here, in your pyjamas?"
" Liz didn't tell you that much did she? She told you about you, but not the real world?" he asked.
" Yeah, that's about it. What happened?"
" Sit down mate, I don't want you to punch me."
" Okay." Max sat.
" Well, about 5 years after that evil guy took you, me and Isabel had a joint wedding with Michael and Maria."
" What about Alex?"
" He stayed in Sweden with his girlfriend, Carla. They finally got married about 7 years ago now?" she asked Kyle.
" You don't really have a exactly brilliant memory do you Iz?" He asked Isabel, but when she frowned and glared at his, he stopped laughing. " Uh, it was 9 years ago." He said quietly.
" Oh. What about Liz?"
" She went to New York about 12 years to look for her real mum, finding she died, Liz stayed with friends of her mums', found her brother when he got married to one of these girls. She came back just last week."
" Uh, Liz, don't you think you're missing out something important?" asked Kyle.
" Liz can tell him." She said. The door slammed.
" Hey, morning sleepyhead!" she said cheerfully, dragging Isabel in tow. " Tell him what?"
" About Isabel." Said Kyle.
" Hey I should know about my own sister, okay?"
" Wrong Isabel." Said Leo.
" Huh?" asked Max, looking confused.
" I said, 'wrong Isabel'."
" I heard what you said Leo, I just don't know what you meant."
" I meant, not your sister."
" Okay, I get that." The T.V. blared on, a 'sorry' was yelled through to the kitchen.
" Who was that?" asked Max, looking even more confused.
Everyone looked at Liz. She raised an eyebrow. " Go look for yourself."
Max trudged through to the sitting room, spotted young Isabel, and asked, "who are you?"
" Isabel. Who are you?" the small girl answered sharply.
" Max." The girl gasped. " What's wrong?" he asked.
" Mum?!" yelled the little girl.
Liz came through, and Isabel ran to her. Liz hugged her tightly and held her close.
Chapter Seven
Leo carried Max to Isabel's house, Kyle was still deeply in the land of nod, Isabel made sure of that.
Even though Max had had an evil ghost inside of him, she still loved him but couldn't get how he's slept with Esme out of her head.
Max slept on until one o'clock. When he awoke, Liz was sleeping silently at his bedside. 'She looks gorgeous' he thought to himself, but then looked around. 'Where am I?' It was a while before he realized that he was in his bed, in the house that he had grew up in.
Liz was knocked out of Tir Na Nog by someone prodding her on the arm. It was Max.
" Liz."
" Hey Max, did you have a good sleep?" she asked quietly, trying not to disturb Isabel who was sleeping soundly next to her.
" Liz, why aren't we at home?" he asked, still curious of his surroundings.
" You don't remember?"
" Remember what? Did I lose my memory or something?"
" No. But you were away for a very long time. Out of body experience, well, something like that."
" Oh. Um Liz?"
" Yeah?"
" What year is it?"
" You probably don't want to know that. You might get kind of angry or something, like last time." Liz looked kind of upset.
" What? Did I do something wrong? I feel like I've been sleeping for a hundred years." Commented Max.
" No. Only fifteen."
" What?" Max exploded.
" You've been away for 15 years."
" In a coma?"
" No. Your body was taken over by someone evil that Leo knows. For three years I put up with you, and then I left. I'm sorry Max, but you were such a bastard."
" What? What did I do?"
" You really want to know? It's not good." Liz said sadly.
" Yes, I really want to know what I did. So I can make it up to you. Just tell me please!" exclaimed Max. Liz's heart jumped around with the butterflies because of what he had said. But flopped when she realized what she had to tell him.
" You slept with Esme. You got her pregnant. You raped her." Liz shivered.
Max winced. "What else? Come on, I know there's more."
" You murdered three women after raping them, you were in jail for 7 years in Los Angeles. You came looking for me. You tried to abuse one of my closest friends. You happy now?"
Max looked down at the floor and started to cry. Liz sat on his bed and wrapped her arms around him, shushing him. Slowly, but surely, the crying stopped and Max drifted off to a deep, dark sleep.
********************************* Sorry it's so short, but my dinner is almost ready, yes I know it's eight p.m. TBC.
Tir Na Nog is a special place to go while you're sleeping or dying, it's mostly in Gaelic tales.
************
Chapter Eight- Max's POV
Max awoke again at eleven o'clock. The night's events came back to him instantly and he closed his eyes, wincing as he went.
' How the hell did all that happen in fifteen years (!!!)and I didn't even realize it! Hey, fifteen years! That would make it, 2016! Nothing seems to be changed much. Liz looks different. She has red hair! And green eyes! I wonder why that is?'
He decided to get up, and finding some of his old clothes in the cupboards, decided to get dressed. 'I must look really weird' he thought to himself as he pulled on a Coldplay t-shirt, and Levi jeans.
The first person he was when he walked downstairs was Kyle. He was sitting in the sitting room, eating a bowl of corn-flakes, watching the Lakers play the Chicago bulls. (a/n: I have absolutly no idea about American sports apart that you call rugby, football, and football, soccer. Is that right?)
When he went through to the kitchen, there was another man at the table, eating toast with Isabel. It seemed that they were in deep conversation about something. Neither of them noticed him behind them, so Max wasn't surprised when Isabel jumped when he said 'Hi'.
" Hey, Max. How much did you hear?" she asked suspiciously.
" Not much, you were whispering. Why is Kyle here, and who's he?" he asked his sister.
" Did Liz tell you much?" asked the man at the table.
" You know Liz?"
" Well, duh! I am her brother!" he said.
" Her brother?" Max stammered. " I didn't know she had a brother?"
" Yeah, well, she does. I'm her big half-bro. Leo. Pleased to meet you, finally." Leo shook Max's hand. "So what did she tell you?"
" A lot of horrible stuff."
" Well, you better put on a strong disguise if you want to go outside at anytime. Did she tell you how abusive you were?"
" Bits and pieces. Really, I don't want to talk about it right now. Uh, where's Liz?"
" She's with Isabel." Said Kyle coming up behind him. "Glad to have the real you back." He also shook his hand.
" Uh, Kyle, I don't mean to be rude, but what are you doing here, in your pyjamas?"
" Liz didn't tell you that much did she? She told you about you, but not the real world?" he asked.
" Yeah, that's about it. What happened?"
" Sit down mate, I don't want you to punch me."
" Okay." Max sat.
" Well, about 5 years after that evil guy took you, me and Isabel had a joint wedding with Michael and Maria."
" What about Alex?"
" He stayed in Sweden with his girlfriend, Carla. They finally got married about 7 years ago now?" she asked Kyle.
" You don't really have a exactly brilliant memory do you Iz?" He asked Isabel, but when she frowned and glared at his, he stopped laughing. " Uh, it was 9 years ago." He said quietly.
" Oh. What about Liz?"
" She went to New York about 12 years to look for her real mum, finding she died, Liz stayed with friends of her mums', found her brother when he got married to one of these girls. She came back just last week."
" Uh, Liz, don't you think you're missing out something important?" asked Kyle.
" Liz can tell him." She said. The door slammed.
" Hey, morning sleepyhead!" she said cheerfully, dragging Isabel in tow. " Tell him what?"
" About Isabel." Said Kyle.
" Hey I should know about my own sister, okay?"
" Wrong Isabel." Said Leo.
" Huh?" asked Max, looking confused.
" I said, 'wrong Isabel'."
" I heard what you said Leo, I just don't know what you meant."
" I meant, not your sister."
" Okay, I get that." The T.V. blared on, a 'sorry' was yelled through to the kitchen.
" Who was that?" asked Max, looking even more confused.
Everyone looked at Liz. She raised an eyebrow. " Go look for yourself."
Max trudged through to the sitting room, spotted young Isabel, and asked, "who are you?"
" Isabel. Who are you?" the small girl answered sharply.
" Max." The girl gasped. " What's wrong?" he asked.
" Mum?!" yelled the little girl.
Liz came through, and Isabel ran to her. Liz hugged her tightly and held her close.