Chapter 5
Max entered through the second door, her mind still battling with the concept that she was disappointed, I am not disappointed, I am not disappointed. So what if Alec is a jackass who only thinks of himself, why should I care? I mean I don't care. Lost in thought, Max walked straight into a table. The clatter of a photo frame falling to the ground finally managed to penetrate her thought filled mind. Looking down a the item on the floor, she saw that it was a wedding photograph. As she looked closer she realised that it was her wedding. Her face broke into the softest of smiles. Everyone was there, OC, Sketchy, even Normal and best of all they were happier than she had ever seen them. Logan, of course was beside her and.Max frowned. Something was missing, where was Joshua? Where was Alec? Where was her family? She scolded herself for thinking such things, how could she think such things, of course they were there, just not in the photo. Even she could see that it was a lame answer but she had nothing else.
Max put the photo frame back on to the table and decided to take a look around, this was her future after all, she could at least find out what to expect. No this could be her future, there was still Alec she could choose. What the hell am I thinking? Alec, there is no Alec and there never will be. Didn't you see him, he won't change. And no I am NOT disappointed.
Shaking all thoughts of disappointment out if her head, Max made her way to what she thought was the kitchen. Fortunately for her, her instincts were correct and she was indeed walking in to the kitchen. What she found shocked her more than anything. She had to squint her eyes a few times before she was sure that what she was seeing was real and not a hallucination.
Her future self was wearing an apron. And not just any apron, oh no, it had pink flowers and no black in sight. Max shivered at the thought, but what she found more disconcerting was the fact that she was cooking. In a big, clean, expensive, did I mention big kitchen. It was even bigger than Logan's and so much better. And she was cooking in it. Her. Max, well future Max but it was still her. Wasn't it?
Max stood there for a few seconds, just watching herself. Is this what she was waiting for? She never got to answer her question, as just then the entrance of Logan startled her. He was in a suit, an expensive business suit at that and his hair was slicked back, giving him the look of the rich man that he was. He walked towards the future and gave her a peck on the cheek, before saying something Max couldn't hear. Oh great not this crap again? Future Max seemed to try and reply but was cut off by Logan, it seemed that he had a lot to say. Unfortunately for Max, the sound problem continued. But what she found worse was the fact that their faces seemed blurry, she couldn't see the facial expressions they made. She could only tell that it was Her future self and Logan because there was no one else it could be.
Max decided that she had seen what she wanted, she didn't even bother to wait to see what happened next, before she walked away. Finding herself back in the white room, she looked to see if Tinga was still there.
She almost panicked when she couldn't find her, she twisted around a few times, moving further away from the doors. When she turned again, she found her standing there.
"Max. Sorry about that I had something to take care of" Tinga smiled apologetically.
"S'okay" Max replied, feeling better now that her big sister was still there.
"Have you made your decision?" Tinga asked.
"Yeah, I pick Logan." Max said a little too quickly for Tinga's liking.
"Are you sure? Did you see and hear everything?"
"Well yeah." Max answered, a little unsure on what Tinga was saying.
"Clearly?"
"Well no." Max bit her lip as she thought, "I couldn't hear anything and the photos were kind of blurry."
"mhmm" Tinga answered, her face expressionless.
"What was the point of that? If you couldn't let me see and hear everything" Max asked, a little annoyed by not only what she found but also her sisters answer.
"I didn't stop you from seeing anything. It was you. You couldn't leave your mind open enough to see anything outside of your little world with Logan"
"Hey. I was open" she tried to defend herself.
"Oh really"
"I guess not" Max conceded.
"Max I suggest you go through the doors again, this time listen and see, not everything is what it seems" And with that Tinga disappeared.
Max turned again to find herself facing the two doors. Clear mind. Got it. Max took a deep breath and opened the door nearest to her.
AN: Finally I've posted. Sorry, I didn't do it earlier, I just couldn't think of how to write it out and truth be told I forgot about this little fic. My bad.
Anyway, thank you to all those lovely people who reviewed.
Don't forget to R+R
Max entered through the second door, her mind still battling with the concept that she was disappointed, I am not disappointed, I am not disappointed. So what if Alec is a jackass who only thinks of himself, why should I care? I mean I don't care. Lost in thought, Max walked straight into a table. The clatter of a photo frame falling to the ground finally managed to penetrate her thought filled mind. Looking down a the item on the floor, she saw that it was a wedding photograph. As she looked closer she realised that it was her wedding. Her face broke into the softest of smiles. Everyone was there, OC, Sketchy, even Normal and best of all they were happier than she had ever seen them. Logan, of course was beside her and.Max frowned. Something was missing, where was Joshua? Where was Alec? Where was her family? She scolded herself for thinking such things, how could she think such things, of course they were there, just not in the photo. Even she could see that it was a lame answer but she had nothing else.
Max put the photo frame back on to the table and decided to take a look around, this was her future after all, she could at least find out what to expect. No this could be her future, there was still Alec she could choose. What the hell am I thinking? Alec, there is no Alec and there never will be. Didn't you see him, he won't change. And no I am NOT disappointed.
Shaking all thoughts of disappointment out if her head, Max made her way to what she thought was the kitchen. Fortunately for her, her instincts were correct and she was indeed walking in to the kitchen. What she found shocked her more than anything. She had to squint her eyes a few times before she was sure that what she was seeing was real and not a hallucination.
Her future self was wearing an apron. And not just any apron, oh no, it had pink flowers and no black in sight. Max shivered at the thought, but what she found more disconcerting was the fact that she was cooking. In a big, clean, expensive, did I mention big kitchen. It was even bigger than Logan's and so much better. And she was cooking in it. Her. Max, well future Max but it was still her. Wasn't it?
Max stood there for a few seconds, just watching herself. Is this what she was waiting for? She never got to answer her question, as just then the entrance of Logan startled her. He was in a suit, an expensive business suit at that and his hair was slicked back, giving him the look of the rich man that he was. He walked towards the future and gave her a peck on the cheek, before saying something Max couldn't hear. Oh great not this crap again? Future Max seemed to try and reply but was cut off by Logan, it seemed that he had a lot to say. Unfortunately for Max, the sound problem continued. But what she found worse was the fact that their faces seemed blurry, she couldn't see the facial expressions they made. She could only tell that it was Her future self and Logan because there was no one else it could be.
Max decided that she had seen what she wanted, she didn't even bother to wait to see what happened next, before she walked away. Finding herself back in the white room, she looked to see if Tinga was still there.
She almost panicked when she couldn't find her, she twisted around a few times, moving further away from the doors. When she turned again, she found her standing there.
"Max. Sorry about that I had something to take care of" Tinga smiled apologetically.
"S'okay" Max replied, feeling better now that her big sister was still there.
"Have you made your decision?" Tinga asked.
"Yeah, I pick Logan." Max said a little too quickly for Tinga's liking.
"Are you sure? Did you see and hear everything?"
"Well yeah." Max answered, a little unsure on what Tinga was saying.
"Clearly?"
"Well no." Max bit her lip as she thought, "I couldn't hear anything and the photos were kind of blurry."
"mhmm" Tinga answered, her face expressionless.
"What was the point of that? If you couldn't let me see and hear everything" Max asked, a little annoyed by not only what she found but also her sisters answer.
"I didn't stop you from seeing anything. It was you. You couldn't leave your mind open enough to see anything outside of your little world with Logan"
"Hey. I was open" she tried to defend herself.
"Oh really"
"I guess not" Max conceded.
"Max I suggest you go through the doors again, this time listen and see, not everything is what it seems" And with that Tinga disappeared.
Max turned again to find herself facing the two doors. Clear mind. Got it. Max took a deep breath and opened the door nearest to her.
AN: Finally I've posted. Sorry, I didn't do it earlier, I just couldn't think of how to write it out and truth be told I forgot about this little fic. My bad.
Anyway, thank you to all those lovely people who reviewed.
Don't forget to R+R