Chapter Three
Liz awoke a few hours later. Feeling a weight over her body she turned and gasp when she saw Michael sleeping next to her. A thousand things rushed through her mind. Everything was fuzzy after Max had left. She vaugley remembered Michael coming back, but nothing else. She started to panic. What if Michael knew what Max had done and agreed with him? What if Michael just didnt care? She crept out of Michael's bed grabbing come of his clothes, a pair of jeans and a shirt on the way out of his room. She struggled to put the clothes on without putting any un necessary pressure on her bruises and cutes, while still looking presentable to a stage where no one would ask any questions if they saw her, even though Michael's clothes were miles too big for her. She rushed out of the apartment, closing the door as quietly as possible so as not to wake him. She couldnt deal with him right now. She wouldnt know what to do if he turned on her too.
The pain, shame, and anger coursed through Liz's body as she ran home as fast as she could. She needed to outrun the memories of the night before. The one person she thought she loved had destroyed everything in her. The worst thing was she'd seen it coming. The way he treated Michael and Isabel, like possesions more than family. The way max would watch her when she was working at the Crashdown. She'd thought it was cute at first, but the longer it went on the less she was sure it was love keeping him there to watch her. Nobody else had noticed so she had thought maybe she was being silly and she had dismissed it the best she could. But there were nights where she thought someone was on her balcany, watching her. She'd even called out sometimes, but noone answered. On top of everything else, Tess should've been the final sign. Max didnt want love, he wanted sex, and Tess was all too eager to give him that. When he realised she was pregnant he'd been all too happy to send her home without him. But after Tess he'd wanted more and Liz realised with tears streaming down her cheeks and every piece of her aching that he would've found any excuze to get what he wanted. Liz forced herself to stop moving. Her stomach clenched as she replayed what Max had done. Somehow it made it 1000 times worse, knowing he wouldnt regret it. Liz fell to her knees as it started to rain, begging for the pain to stop as she vommited in the gutter.