Roswell Fanatics

*Max* "Um, you don't have anything on your nose if you think you have.." He says this almost shyly and makes me smile. I expect him to glare at me for this with an excuse like Im criticizing or patronizing him in some way. Granted, we've gotten to the point were we can get along in the pa...

Ok I have very little idea what to do now so here goes... *Max* "I-I...just...I want it to go away", he says studdering as he looks at me. "It's like I'm living in a hell...even in my dreams" , he sighs almost in a defeated way and for the first time in a very long time I feel so...

Ok sorry for the delay. Things are kinda hectic here. This is gonna be short, but it should work. If not tell me. *Max* "Im sorry", I tell him quietly looking down at my coffe. I can only imagine how hard it was on Kyle. Especially having to hold all that in and not being able to tell anyo...

*Max* "Max I appreciate that you try to talk to me but I'm fine... , he tells me and I just nod. I know he is alright and I wasn't really worried about that. What worries me is how quiet and secluded he's been after leaving. It was hard on all of us I know, but kyle just... I know from experia...

*Max* Max watches as Michael and Isabel walk away from him. He didnt know whether to just be understanding or be insulted and upset. He was Not "lecturing" my sister, or at least I wasn't trying too. I understand where Isabels comeing from despite what she says to the contrary. God know's...

Ok ok I know Impure evil it seems, but there is purpose behind this. I'll get back to Kyle in a sec. *Max* Michael stops shortly after I ask and I kiss Liz one last time. "Be carful, I'll be back soon", I tell her getting up. It seems everytime we leave eachothers sides now I'm saying that...

*Max* I guess you can say I'm lucky. I don't feel like it. You're all loved by someone...I'm not. Only my dad, but that's a cold comfort, I hear kyle say in reply and yet again I have this nagging guilt by the fact that this is all my fault. Liz is always telling me it's not and I know she's right,...

:twisted: OOC:I'm so sorry but this is me the "Anti-Dreamer" your talking too and I couldn't resist. You Probably won't even realize what it is lol. *Max* Holding Isabels hand I squeeze it lightly and try to smile comfortingly even though I feel like shit. This is all my fault and if I had...

OOC: This was made under the ussumption that the van has more than one Back seat, since Michaels Driving and maria would probably be beside him. *Max* Liz leans close, nuzzling my neck. The feeling sends shivers of delight through my body. I wrap my arms around her, throwing my head back to further ...