Chapter 11:
Disclaimer: I don't own Alex.
A/N: I have nothing to say except happy reading!
Max and the others heard the gun shot and Alex's scream. So did the guards. All action stopped for a few moments. Max taking the opportunity lashed out with all her might sending the guards to the ground. Without thinking she ran in the direction of the scream hoping she didn't get there too late.
Alex writhed on the ground clutching his injured arm. Blood pooled around him as he grasped the damaged appendage. Cam was smiling cruelly. He approached the boy and kicked him for the fourth time in the past five minutes. The boy cried out and fell to the ground. Cam smiled and laughed.
"I told you this would happen Alex," he remarked, "I told you this was how it was going to end but there is one change. I'll have to deal with you first."
Alex looked up and saw Cam reloading the gun. Alex swallowed the lump in his throat and stood. Cam smiled and cocked the gun. Alex tensed. When he saw Cam move he jumped out of the way and the bullet tore into the wall next to Alex's head. Alex bolted to the other side of the room. Cam took aim. Alex did the same thing as before and got out of the bullet's way but he had no where to go and Cam came up behind him and put the gun to his head. Alex's breath stopped in his chest.
"Bye Alex."
There was a bang as Alex fell to the floor.
Max burst through the door in time to see Cam pointing a gun at Alex's head. Reacting she shot a warning shot so close to Cam that he was shocked and recoiled from Alex. But in recoiling he hit Alex on the head and the poor boy fell to the ground. Max stood there the gun leveled at Cam's chest. She couldn't believe her eyes. Her head was telling her that logically the guy she wanted was him, but her heart said no. She stared at his beautiful eyes.
"How is it you?" she asked.
"Oh come on Max you're smarter than that," he said, "I left clues all over the place. Like those paper work files on my bed. The powder on my outfits. The way you survived the poisoning. Come on Max."
She knew he was telling the truth. She just didn't want to believe it. Alex was still conscious only a few feet away.
"Do it," he coaxed his voice small and weak, "Do it."
Her hand started to shake, she breathed to control it. Her brain was on overload, the facts pointed to him. She had to kill him. She cocked the gun. But for a moment she hesitated.
"You can't do it, can you?" Cam's voice teased seductively, "You're afraid to pull the trigger. You fear that you won't be able to live with yourself. Just like the Max I knew."
He stood straighter and walked towards her. He reached a hand to grasp the top of the gun pushing it down.
"Come on put the gun down. Trust me," cooed Cam.
Max wanted desperately to do just that but her head was screaming at her, He's the guy we want just shoot him! Cam's hand moved from the gun to her shoulder near her neck. He pulled her closer as his lips gently caressed hers. She melted into him and his lips started to work faster. Max couldn't help but cry.
Alex watched in horror as Cam continued to woo Max. But then again she didn't see the knife he was holding behind his back. The pain in his head and shoulder made him dizzy. He tried to get enough breath to say something but he was in too much pain. Then something in him conquered the pain.
"Max look out he's got a knife!"
She heard the scream and reacted. She lifted the gun she still had and fired a shot. Cam's face was a mask of confusion and agony as he stumbled back grasping his side where she had shot him. Blood ran out of the wound staining his shirt a darker green. Blood started coming out of his mouth as he fell back and writhed on the ground.
"How? How could you Max? I thought we were friends. I thought you loved me," he said weakly.
Soon he fell still. Max lowered the gun and a wall just broke. Tears streamed from her eyes as she collapsed. But someone caught her. It was Alex. He was bloody and dirty but she didn't care she just broke down and cried. Alex held her closer and stroked her hair.
Max continued to sob into his chest. He marveled at how they met and how now he felt something towards her. He couldn't ignore the feeling he got whenever he thought of her, his cheeks felt hot and his heart fluttered. He let the poor girl sob into him as he tried to soothe her. Suddenly the door burst inward and he saw the group, battered but other wise okay. They all saw Max crying and stood quietly waiting for her to get it together.
"Max," said Alex softly.
"I trusted him," she said, "I trusted him and I loved him."
Alex's heart was nearly broke in two by that statement.
"Max…" he tried to say but couldn't.
"But now I realize," she said after a moment, "I never really loved him. I never felt my heart flutter like it does when I see you. I never loved him, I loved you all along."
Alex froze as his mind stopped to process the information. He looked down at her and without thinking pressed his lips to hers. He tasted her salty tears and blood on her lips. She relaxed into him and he held her close. When they pulled back Max was smirking and she was blushing. Alex held her closer to him.
A/N: IT'S NOT OVER YET!!