Disclaimer: This is my first submitted Fiction. I don't own Roswell, or it's characters. Enjoy, and feedback is appreciated.
Leaving Forever
"I can't believe I'm doing this." Maria sighed as she looked out the iced window. She had just left her life, her family, her town, her home, all for a boy. An alien boy, at that. She was slightly disgusted at herself, for she had promised herself to never throw away her future for a boy when she turned thriteen. The company was slowly trundeling along the bumpy road with no sign of stopping.
They had just left the town of Roswell, and could barely see the lights of any city as New Mexico slowly slipped behind them. Maria glanced down to look at her best friend asleep on her shoulder. Liz had a small smile on her face, the curled edges of her lips twitched a little as the van hit a bump. Maria knew that Liz was one-hundred pecent sure of what she was doing, today at least. Liz knew, without a doubt in her heart, that Max was the one for her. I mean, if you stated dating a guy, and flashes of the milkyway came into sight whenever you touched, wouldn't you?
Maria didn't feel as fortunate. Her and Michael had an off-again, on-again realationship. Presently, Michael was humming Metallica lyrics as he was driving along the narrow road. Up until now Maria felt confident in her decision, but now, two hours later, the adrenaline was wearing off and the fear of what was to come was slowly mounting.
She glanced behind her at Isabel. Isabel had a tear-stained face, puffy eyes, and snotty nose. For she had just left everything as well, even her husband, Jesse. Isabel was trying desperately to get some sleep, but the weighted emotion was too much to bear.
We have made our decision, Maria thought to herself. I was in danger, so was Liz, so was Michael. We were all in danger. We couldn't let them get us. We couldn't let the government capture us and perform experiments on Michael, Max, and Isabel. There was no choice. I had no choice.
Just then, Maria looked up, glanced in the rearview mirror, and Michael's eyes were staring back at her. His shaggy hair covered one of them, and she wished she could sweep it back for him, but felt herself far too drained to move. His lips curled, and he smiled at her. She took a leap, and smiled back.
He seemed to read her thoughts, of all the mounting confusion and sadness, and just held her eyes for a moment.
Then, he simply mouthed the words, I Love You. And for Maria, that little bit of reassurance was enough to get her through at least one more day.