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Authors note: This was supposed t be part of the next chapter, but I couldn't get the two to work together, so I just added it as a separate chapter, and added both chapters at the same time. Sorry about the length!
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"Max!" Liz gasped, sitting up abruptly. She looked around at her surroundings, disorientated. A dream. It had all just been a dream.
Liz took a deep breath, calming herself down, then glanced at the man in the bed beside her.
Jason was still asleep, his warm breath blowing gently against her cold shaking hand. She forced herself to relax, accept that it wasn't real. She was safe, Jason was there with her.
But when she was in trouble, she hadn't called Jason. She had called for Max. After everything that he had done to her, she still loved him. She hated him as well, but you can't just stop loving someone on cue.
Slowly, she lay back down, her dark hair spread out on the pillow. From behind, Jason's hand snaked over her body, pulled her close.
But she didn't feel comfort. She felt nothing. No love or protection, no warmth. She felt nothing for Jason at all. And she knew why.
He just wasn't Max.
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jazzypunker - Thanks! I'll try to update it as much as possible.
ParkerEvanss - Yeah, that's what I wanted to covey, just how betrayed everyone must have felt, and how Liz must have felt. It wasn't really brought up, so I decided to.
Authors note: This was supposed t be part of the next chapter, but I couldn't get the two to work together, so I just added it as a separate chapter, and added both chapters at the same time. Sorry about the length!
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"Max!" Liz gasped, sitting up abruptly. She looked around at her surroundings, disorientated. A dream. It had all just been a dream.
Liz took a deep breath, calming herself down, then glanced at the man in the bed beside her.
Jason was still asleep, his warm breath blowing gently against her cold shaking hand. She forced herself to relax, accept that it wasn't real. She was safe, Jason was there with her.
But when she was in trouble, she hadn't called Jason. She had called for Max. After everything that he had done to her, she still loved him. She hated him as well, but you can't just stop loving someone on cue.
Slowly, she lay back down, her dark hair spread out on the pillow. From behind, Jason's hand snaked over her body, pulled her close.
But she didn't feel comfort. She felt nothing. No love or protection, no warmth. She felt nothing for Jason at all. And she knew why.
He just wasn't Max.
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jazzypunker - Thanks! I'll try to update it as much as possible.
ParkerEvanss - Yeah, that's what I wanted to covey, just how betrayed everyone must have felt, and how Liz must have felt. It wasn't really brought up, so I decided to.
