I'm waiting until the darkness avails, I'm waiting for this voice inside my head to stop... but it doesn't, I know that it will haunt me for all eternity. I look back at the image of me, I look at her fragile, pale skin and I see the darkness in her eyes.

I can see the hurt and the pain that she endures, that I endured, that I've gone through and I cant help but have pity for myself. I have to regain control; I reframe from slapping myself, for having sympathy for myself. Pathetic, I repeat in my head, Pathetic! I scream.

I slowly rap my arms around my small body as I continue to wait.

"Your turning soft, aren't you?" I ask myself as I see her circling around me.

I shake my head "They will get what they dissever" I say coldly to myself.

She smiles at me, I never thought I could be so cold but I am and they all disserve it, I remind myself.

"Its time" she says to me as I lift my head up, only to see the door slowly open. From where I sit, all I can see is darkness. I pick myself up as I slowly walk outside in the cold air. I shiver as I once again feel the emptiness within me, I shiver because of the loneliness I feel.

I then turn around, I see her smiling at me, I see her eyes burn into my own.

"How are we going to get...there" I ask shakily.

"We walk," she says simply, as she sees me frown.

I turn to see the dusty road ahead of me. My legs one after the other, walk into the shadows I was born from.

I walk for what seems like days but its merely only hours, I walk to the place I once called home and I walk towards the man whom I thought I belonged with. I can already feel his presence as I'm getting closer.

"Why... why am I doing this?" I ask unevenly, I give myself a cold stare as I see her about to reply.

"Don't back down now, now that you have gotten so far" she replies coldly

I stop and take a good look at myself for this might be the last time I actually see me.

"They...they didn't mean to be who they are," not even believing my own words.

"They are what they are, you can't change them and how can you even forgive them for what they have all done! Every single one of your so-called friends have betrayed you in every single way witch counts!" I scream at myself.

I nod slowly, knowing, what she says is true, knowing that she is right and there would be no point in to having an argument over it, yet I do.

"Why...why cant we just leave, get out of Roswell and never come back" I ask desperately.

She looks at me sympathetically.

"You always run, you always hide why cant you ever stand your ground and fight? Why cant you be strong for once? Instead of being so god damn naïve!" she lectures me.

I hold my head in pain and crouch down.

"WHY are you giving me more questions to think about?" I scream at her.

She looks at me coldly.

"Get up, stop being so pathetic! How are you supposed to take your revenge when your so weak!?" she yells at me.

I slowly get up, as I listen to my own words, I once again feel my stomach moving.

She looks at me.

"What's wrong?" she ask demandingly

I look at her with a pained expression on my face, thinking of what to say. I slowly stand up straight and shrug my shoulders.

"Nothing" I say as I smile, I once again feel a flash of pain as I bend over, I vomit up blood, I quickly get up and wipe away the blood, not wanting to prove to her how weak I really am.

I see her smirking at me, I ignore her and continue to walk as I see her walking a little bit faster to catch up to me.

I stand in front of his window, I look up, trying to make up my mind whether I should go up or not. I give a loud sigh as I slowly look at myself, she is looking at me, more like glaring at me, to will me to go up there.

"Stop being weak!" she screams at me

"I don't know how," I whisper with sadness in my voice.

The facts are, I cant help but feel so naive and pitiful, I cant just wipe my emotions away.

"I cant just turn off my emotions" I whisper

She looks at me with remorse, "why, he did" she says ruthlessly.

I nod, slowly, knowing what I have to do, I have to win my freedom. I have to get my revenge and yet I still feel unsure as I slowly climb up to his window.

I look through the window, only to see him siting on his bed, looking at his wall, totally absorbed into it. I unsympathetically open his window and jump in, next to me is the image of me, standing next to me with a smirk on her face. I see him slowly turn his head to meet my eyes.

"We found her body..." he whispers hoarsely, I see his eyes, so filled with pain and guilt.

"Don't let him deceive you," she tells me.

"Why" I whisper

Max looks at me, with wide eyes, he slowly gets of his blue bed, as I see him coming closer to me.

"Your going to give in to him, aren't you, after everything he did to you, he hurt you maybe not physically but mentally. All the things he said to you, NO ONE CAN HURT YOU AS MUCH AS HE HAS! And yet you are going to let him!" the little voice screams at me.

I shake my head.

"Leave me alone!" I scream, barely in a whisper.

"NO! Your going to hear me out! You want people to listen to you! Then listen to yourself!" I scream at myself.

"LEAVE YOU ALONE?" he questions me, his eyes are now stoned cold.

"I..." I don't know what to do, nor say. I can still hear myself mocking me.

"See look at how much he really cares for you, look at how much he needs you Liz! Why don't you look at his eyes! Or are you scared you might see the truth?" she says mockingly.

"No, no, no" I scream as I drag myself in the corner, huddling myself to look smaller then I actually am.

I shield myself from the truth, I block out my view of everything and everyone. As I hear people screaming at me, I cover my ears not wanting to hear it but I still can.

"SHE'S DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!" I hear Max's harsh words digging into me like daggers.

"HA! All he cares about is that slut! Does he care about you, your dead! And he doesn't even care! He still takes her side, while your in the corner sulking being pathetic and weak!" she screams at me.

"Leave me alone" I whisper not wanting to hear the truth, which is coming out of my own mouth.

I feel someoneyank me by my hair and drag me roughly against the wall, I open my eyes to see who is hurting me, you would think I would be use to the pain by now. The eyes, which stare back at me, are stone cold. There eyes which I thought would never hurt me, there eyes that I thought was soft and gently. He holds my wrist as im pined on the wall, I don't even struggle.

"Look at what his doing, LIZ! And your just going to let the bastard do this to you? Hurt you? Your such a push over!" I hear her laugh

I ignore her, as I can hear Max trying to say something.

"She...she was carrying my CHILD! She was pregnant with MY CHILD!" he screams.