Roswell Fanatics

Chapter 11

"So, what do you think?"

"It isn't what i expected."

"What did you expect?"

"We'll you are wearing suit, i thought we would be going to a party, not that desert."

"This is your favorite place in the world. You used to tell me all the time that you loved to come out here and have fun just watching the stars. You said that it made you happy. After coming out here, i would see you smile and you seemed more relaxed so i thought that this would be the perfect place. If you don't like it we can leave?" i asked her.

"No i like it here, but i didn't bring a change of clothes and you can't wear this dress to sit on the hood of a car," she said.

"Ohhh . . . . well, it's a good thing that i brought us a change of clothes isn't it," i tell her. I go back to the jeep and pull out that bag that has out change of clothes and a basket that holds the food and dessert.

"Here we are, a change of clothes for the you and me in this bag and some really yummy food to eat for the both of us in this basket. So lets change," I tell her and start to undo my bow tie. I look over at her and she isn't changing.

"why aren't you changing?"

"I'm not going to change in front of you!"

"Its nothing i haven't seen before."

"Fine," she yells at me and starts to undo her dress.

"Where did you think we were going when i took you on the jet, probably not back to Roswell right?"

"No, i didn't think that you would take me back to Roswell. I thought that you were going to show me how wealthy you were by takin me to France, but this is better."

"What a minute. Is that a smile i see on the face of Elizabeth's. Even though she hates me."

"Shut up," she says as she pulls on her top and puts her sandals on.

"You ready?"

"For what?"

"How about a walk?"

"To where?"

"Why do you have to make everthing so difficult?"

"Why do you always have to complicate things?"

"I don't complicate things."

"I win, you stopped talking out of question form first. Ha Ha"

"Whatever."

"Is Max a sour loser? Are you?" she pokes fun at me and i give her an annnoyed look.

"No, I'm not,"i smile at her and nod my head in the direction i want her to look.

"Oh My GOD!!!!"

Chapter 12

"Oh my God Max, this is so beautiful."

"I did it for you."

"I can't believe that you could be so sweet. I love it. Thank you," i said. I leaned back against him, put my arms around his head, and pulled his face down for a kiss. I love his lips.

"I remember you use to say that you always use to come out here with your grandma and Michael. You three would have picnics. Whenever you would talk about it you would get this groofy smile on your face and decided that this is where i should take you on our date. Are you happy it?"

"It's so beautiful Max. I love it. I don't know how many times i am going to have to tell you that. Thank you Max, so much."

"Lets eat, then shall we."

"I brought us Senor Chows. I hope that is okay?"

"Its great i use to love that place when i lived here."

"I know."

"How did you know that?"

"Michael told me. Don't get made at him, i didn't want to get you something that you wouldn't like."

"You are so sweet Max."

"You are the sweet one, Love."

He just called me love. I pull out of his arms and walk to the far corner of the blanket that was layed out with candles around it. It looks so beautiful in the moonlight.

"You ready to eat?" he asks, but he looks a little unconfortable.

"Yeah, lets."

That rest of the night went on with playful banter and feather-light kisses. It was so much fun. When we left we blew out all the candles and pick up the blanket but left the candles for any couple that would come along anytime soon. I used to always do that with Grandma and Michael. We used to say it was romantic.

"Thank you Max. I had a wonderful time. But don't you have to get back to work?" He was a workaholic and i wasn't. I owned my own business so no one would miss me if i was gone for a few day and i really wanted to stay in Roswell for the weekend. She if any of my friends still lived here. Catch up with those that were and talk about those that weren't.

"Actually, i took the weekend off. I thought that you could take me around Roswell and show me the sites," he looked at me with questions in his eyes. "If that's okay with you?"

"Of course. Where are we going to stay?"

"I already thougt of that and got us a two bedroom suit at the local hotel."

"You just thought of everything didn't you Mr. Evans?" i asks him, hitting him lightly.

"You better be careful with who you hit, Ms. Parker?" he tells me and i can see the jeep up a head.

"Or what?" i ask as i hit him again.

"That's it, you are going to get it Ms. Parker!" he yells and puts the things on the floor. I see him and start to run away from him but he catches me easily. He takes me and carries me to the jeep forgetting about the stuff and pushes me inside. He runs back to the the stuff and brings it back to the jeep. He puts the stuff in the back and hops into the drivers seat.

"Is that what i was going to get?"

"You'll see later Ms. Parker." I lean back in the seat as he says this. I swallow hard past the lump in my throat. I hope that doens't mean what i think it means, I am not ready to get burned.



A/n: Thanks for all the feedback. It's good to know that you guy like it. Thanks Stasie

A\N: Sorry you guys. I've been really busy latly but now that schools out i hope to write a lot more.

Chapter 13

"Are you okay?" he asks me while in the jeep. I don't know how to answer that. I could say that i am oksy but then that would be a lie and i don't won't to start over by lieing to him.

"No, Max, i'm not," i say and as soon as the words are out of my mouth he pulls over. I wait for him to say something but he doesn't. I look over at him, big mistake. He's just staring at me. I stare back at him, because there is nothing else to do.

"Mind telling me what's wrong," he snaps. We were having a good time and now i had to go and ruin it. Nice job, Liz I think to myself. I can't believe that i told him the truth, i should have just lied, it's not like this relationship is ever going to work anyway.

"Don't snap at me," i tell him.

"What is wrong with you. We were having a good time, having fun. Damn Liz, i don't know what to do to make you happy. Everytime i try to make you happy you just get pissed at me in the end. So why don't you tell me what the hell i did this time?"

"You didn't do anything Max. Did you ever think that maybe it's me. Maybe i'm not ready to be with you again. Do you ever think that maybe you weren't the only one effect all those years ago. Maybe i felt something too, or maybe the cold hearted bitch can't feel anything. Isn't that what you told people when i closed myself off, huh Max?"

"Liz, what in the hell are you talking about?"

"You know what this whole thing was a mistake. I think that you should go back."

"What was a mistake?"

"This MAx, you and me. We can't be together, we can't even be friends for fucks sake. How the hell are we suppose to be married?"

"Liz, we were having fun early, weren't we? Yes. What wrong now?"

"I don't want to get burned again."

"What? You don't want to get burned again. You think that i do? I am risking a lot doing this, trying to win you back and your the one afraid get burned."

"Then why are doing it?"

"Because i love you damdit, don't you know that?"

"You what?"

Chapter 14

"I love you Liz," he says and put his head on the steering wheel. "I've always loved you."

"Then why did you walk away? why did you treat me so bad?"

"I was scared. I didn't know how to act Liz. You were and still are the dream girl and that scared me. I was afraid to loose you."

"Loose me, you have. You did do the thing that you were afraid of. How can that be right?" he isn't making sense.

"Why don't we go back to the hotel, and talk about this. It looks like rain, okay?"

"Fine," i look at the sky and i know that rain wasn't in the air. It was just going to be dry thunder.

TEN MINUTES LATER

"Okay, you want to watch movie?" he asks me.

"What i want is to talk. Can we just do that?" i ask him and he look at me then shakes his head. He walk to the window and looks out at the stars.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"You know what i want to talk about. We need to talk about us."

"Do we have to? It's the past Liz. Can't we just go on with the future and forget about the past."

"Max, in order to go on with the future we have to deal with the past. You know that?" he told me that a long time ago. I can't believe that he is acting like this.

"Why? Why can't we just start over. You know that rehashing the past won't help us."

"How do you know that? Max, we have to talk about this. IF you want us to work we have to talk about this."

"I do want us to work damnit," he face me know and not the window. His face looks sad and tired. "I just don't want to go over the past."

"IS there anything that will change your mind?"

"Is there anything that will change yours?" he asks and i shake my head no.

"That's that then," i say, wanting out before the tears come. "I am going to catch a cab to the airport. You stay and think. The weddings on Monday, and i'm going to be there, if you come then you are ready to talk about the past. If you don't come then you aren't going to work this out," I walk over to him and give him a kiss on the check.

"I love you too," i say and turn to walk away, but he grabs me arm and pulls me back to him. He presses his libs to mine and gives me a kiss that say a thousand words.

"I love you too."

"Bye," i say and pull away. I got out of the door before the tears came and ran out to call a cab.

Chapter 15

Max's POV

Letting her walk away from me was the hardest thing i ever did, i thought at the time, but what was even harder was not showing up at the wedding. After that the hardest thing was knowing that she didn't come to parties or company functions because of me. It was one year ago today that i didn't show up at that church and watch her walk down the aisle. But what no body knows was that i was there the whole time. I sat in the lower part of the church and in the bathroom but i couldn't walk out there. She wanted to talk about the past but i couldn't.

"Max, how you feeling?" asks Serena. I hate it when people ask that. She does it everytime she sees me. What the hell is wrong with her? Can't she see that i don't want people around me?

"I'm fine," i tell her taking another swing of my beer. A month after everything happened i moved away from the city and started over. The only time i ever go into town is when i need to be at a function. I hate it thought. Everwhere i look i see Liz. I see her on the bridge, i see her in our parents office building. I see her when i drive by the church that we were suppose to married in that i have to pass in order to come into the city. I really hate the city.

"If your fine Max, then why are you still sulking. Its been a year and you still haven't gotton over her," thats is Amber. Amber and Serena are sister, and are always worring about me. What i really want from them is to leave me the hell alone and let me work. I work from home, and only go into the office when i absolutly have to and no other reason, except when my mother begs me to her social engagements. The only way she gets me there is to promise that Liz will be there but she never is. I don't know if she saw me and then left or if she just found out i was there and didn't want to come.

"If you love her Max, then why don't you go and tell her you love her and stop acting like an asshole," Amber say. I look at her, she and Serena look exactly alike. It use to bother me but now it doesn't because i can tell the difference between them.

"Why don't you two just leave me the fuck alone?" i growl at them. Serena looks taken back but Amber just stays right where she is and gives me a hard glare.

"You know, Maxwell Evans, you are a damn jackass. I don't even know why i'm friends with you anymore. You are nothing but a hard ass and i am so glad that Liz didn't marry you because if she did she would have to put up with your sorry ass. I am so happy that you are miserable. And i hope that you rot in hell. Now, come on Amber, we are getting the fuck out of this house and we aren't coming back until his royal ass comes to his senses," she yells, pulling Amber and walks out the door. Slamming the kitchen door then the front door with a big bang. Thank God, some peace and quiet.

Chapter 16

“What are you calling about this time?” I yell into the phone when I answer. I tried not to answer but the damn thing wouldn’t stop ringing. Every ten seconds or so it would just keep ringing and ringing. Oh, God.

“Maxwell Evans, don’t you dare talk to your mother that way. What the hell has gotten into that head of yours?” I shudder at the sound of my mother’s voice. This only means two things. They need me at the business or they need me at a social function. It doesn’t matter I know in the end I will end up going.

“What is it now, mom?”

“They will be a gathering tomorrow and you need to be there. The party will be at the new hotel that Jeff and your father just opened. So you need to be there. There will be a hotel room waiting for you and everything so you defiantly have to be there,” she says and I know that I will get hell if I don’t go. The Parker’s don’t blame me for not going to the wedding, Liz told them the story what really happened. They didn’t seem to blame either of us. They just went with the flow.

“I will be there. What time?”

“I need you to be there by five. Don’t be late because you will be need to help me with something. Don’t you dare be late Maxwell, your father has an important announcement that involves you,” she says.

“Sweetie,” now I’m going to get it. “When are you going to come home?” I groan into the phone.

“You know that I don’t mean to push you sweetie, but everyone misses you,” I don’t think that they do but I let her talk for another ten minutes.

“Mom I got to go, I have work to do,” I say. “Oh, and by the way, I don’t think that everybody misses me, if they did she would have answered my letter,” I say as I hang up the phone.

“She never got you letter,” Diane said into the phone.

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Chapter 17

“I hate that little piss of shit. Why is he here again?” Maria asks me. She hates it when Sean is here. He always hits on me and then treats her like shit, it is actually funny, . . uh . . . .when you think about it.

“Maria, relax, everything is fine. He isn’t going to ruin your wedding. Life is perfect. The party is tonight, your know that we will have fun then we will get you married the day after tomorrow. Can you wait till then to marry my brother, or otherwise?” she gives me an annoyed look, then turns back to the windshield. When Maria first started driving I was scared to death to drive with her, she wouldn’t pay attention when someone talked to her while she was driving. I always insisted that I drive, but after a while I learned that Maria was an expert at driving and talking. To this day she has never been in an accident that she has caused.

“Relax, Liz, I just know that he is going to ruin my wedding. He’s going to dive into the cake or something really stupid like that. He tried to eat it already when he went with me to get it. I almost left him there, right on the edge of town at eleven o’clock at night. But then my mom would have killed her,” I roll my eyes. It was so stupid. Can I hit her? When she is like this there is no reasoning with her. I know something that will make her feel better.

“At least, your husband will be showing up at your wedding and not leaving you to tell everyone what the hell was going on!?” I tell her, trying to make her feel better which only made me feel worse. Why is the world so cruel? I hate Max Evans, I hope that he stays where even the hell he is. He could have come, could have talked. All I wanted was just a little bit of closure, all I wanted was to know what when on all those years ago, and why what’s her name answered the door. All I wanted was an explanation, but I guess that was too much to ask for. Damn Bastard!!!!!!

“Hey, why are we talking about Max fucking Evans? We are happy, Maria is getting married and we are going to find you a guy that will actually come to your wedding,” I glare at Alex, who is sitting in the back set of Maria’s Jetta.

“Can we leave him on the edge of town at eleven at night and bet on what time he will be killed?” I ask Maria but she just shacks her head no. It was worth a shot. I look at Alex, who looks like a child in the back seat, all shrunken back in fear. I love it.

“So who is going to be at this party, other than the usual people?” I ask them. I never go to these things, since that time I saw Max there, I am always scare to run into him. It’s frightening to run into someone you use to love and may still do. I can’t decide whether I do or don’t. It’s hard not to, but after what he did. I expected him to not want to talk at the wedding, but he could of at least have shown up, and not have left me to do all that talking on my own.

“You know just the usual people. No one special,” say Alex, and Maria shot his a death glare.

“Alright guys, what’s going on? Who is going to be there?” I ask them. They look back and forth between each other through the review mirror but say nothing. I thank God that it is an everyday dress party or I wouldn’t be able to kick there asses in a skirt. I am wearing a pair of pants, a t-shirt, and sandals. Before I could get anything out of them, Maria announces that we have arrived. I look at the Hotel that my father and Philip have opened, it looks nice.

“Why do we have to be here again?” Alex whines. He doesn’t want to see Isabel’s new flavor of the month. Since they decided to take a break from each other, Alex has dated zero, nada, nothing girls, while Isabel has dated everything and everyone she could. Poor Alex has to sit by and watch while she rips his heart out and stomps on it. But tonight he won’t have to, because tonight Isabel doesn’t have a date. I made sure of it. I set her up on a date with one of my “friends”. Let’s just say that this “friend” isn’t going to show.

“We are here to support, Liz’s dad and Isabel’s so stop whining, or I am going to give you something to whine about,” Maria jocks. I walk over to Alex, put my arm around him, and together we walk through the doors, and straight into lobby area of the hotel. It’s pretty, nice colors, and furniture. Nothing too special, but then again nothing too dull. I like it.




Max’s POV

I walk to the middle of the floor where the elevator is, and wait for the damn thing to open. When it does I walk inside and wait for it to go up to the floor that the rest of the gang is on. Not that I mind being away from everyone else, but I mind that they but me there. None of the guest are going to be staying on this floor, just me, myself, and I. What were they thinking?

Liz’s POV

“Why did they put me on a different floor then you guys? I don’t want to be alone,” I whine to Maria and Alex. They look at me with smiles on there faces, now I know that something is up.

“Maybe, our floor was all full,” Maria says.

“Or maybe, your dad wants you on the same floor as him,” Alex puts in his two cents. Okay something is really going on here. The elevator dings, to indicate the third tenth floor, which is where I will be staying. I don’t even get to say good-bye before Maria and Alex push me off the elevator and the door closes. Alright.

Now to look for room 1030, at the moment I am standing in front of room 1010. I walk to the end of the hall and find 1030. This floor is weird, in the middle is 1010, then next to it is 1039. Then at the far end, there is 1030, if you go the other way there is 1001. It doesn’t make sense, to me anyway.

I reach the room and put the little card thinging in the slot and wait for the light to turn green. When it does I open the door and bring my bag inside. I hate hotels, they are really annoying.

I walk to the far end next to the window and look at the view, what a beautiful view. I open the slider and walk out, not shutting it behind me. I had a bad incident with that, where it was shut, and it locked and I was stuck up here with out a way out for hours until Maria came back, around the crack of dawn. It snowed that night and I ended up getting pneumonia. I was in the hospital for a month then I had to stay in bed for two whole weeks. It seriously sucked ass.

Max’s POV

I walk into my room, after realizing that everyone went out but didn’t invite me. They invited me here, but they couldn’t invite me for lunch, what kind of bullshit is that? I can’t believe these people. I walk over to the couch that stands in the middle of the room, when I notice that my balcony slider is open. I close it, and turn to the TV. I always loose those damn remotes. This time, I put it on top of the TV so that I wouldn’t loose it, yet again.

Peace, this is what I wanted to be left alone. Then, why in the hell do I feel so bad? Admit it you idiot, you wish that Liz was here. You want to know all about her. What’s changed? Is she seeing anyone? Does she still love me? Did she ever love me?

You dumb ass of course she doesn’t love me anymore. I broke her heart, tore it in two thousand pieces and didn’t even bother to try and pick it up. WAIT . . . . . . that’s not true, I send that letter, telling her the truth and my new address, I even send her an addresses envelope with stamp, but she didn’t care. What the hell is wrong with me? Why in the hell am I acting bitter? I left her, and if I wanted her I should have gone after her, but I was too damn afraid to think about the past and how bad I hurt her. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Liz’s POV

It’s starting to cold out here, plus it looks like snow. Don’t want to be out here when it snows. I love the snow but after the incident, I can’t be out in it when it starts. Unless, I’m with other people and have really warm clothes on.

I turn back around to go inside and freeze. The damn slider is closes. I walk over to it and try to pull, but the damn thing is lock. I left it open, what the hell? . . . . . Inside there’s someone inside my room. He is sitting on the couch, watching TV. Idiot, this is my room. I start banging on the window, trying to get his attention.

I must of startled him, because he jumps up and whirls around to face me. When I’m faced with the biggest stock………………….



Max. What the hell? He walks over to the slider and opens it, fumbling with the lock a little. I take a step back as he opens it and steps out. He’s changed a lot. He has a dangerous look about him now. He has little stumble all over his chin and his eyes seem darker. His face harder.

Max’s POV

Liz. Liz is on my balcony and she changed a lot in a year. Her hair is longer and shorter at the same time. She has layers that shape her face. Her eyes look sadder then before. She still look beautiful as ever.

“Liz,”

“Max,” we both say at the same time. What are we going to do now?

Chapter 18

“What are you doing out here, on my balcony?” I ask her. She looks a little cold, but mostly confused and a little pissed, probably to see me.

“What am I doing here, this is my balcony, not yours you asshole. Get out!” she yells at me.

“What the hell are you talking about? This is my room, where I will be sleeping for the next three days, get it,” I yell back at her.

“No it’s not, this is my room,” she yells, equally pissed off.

“No it no . . .”

“Don’t let the door shut,” she yells trying to get around me. I turn around just in time to see the slider door shut. I walk over to it and pull it open but it doesn’t budge.

“You idiot, you shut the slider yet again. We are now locked out here and it looks like it’s going to snow, thank you, you, you . . . . . big ass,” she yells at me and walks over to the edge of the balcony. She just called me a big ass.

“Did you just call me a big ass?” I ask her. She doesn’t answer so I walk closer toward her, only to stop at the sound of her crying. Did she cry like this when I didn’t show? Did she cry when I wasn’t at the chapel?

“Liz, come on, don’t cry. Everything is going to be alright,” I say to calm her. I touch her shoulder but she jumps away as if I’ve burned her. What did I expect that she would just welcome me back with open arms.

“First, they put me in the same room, the same room number that was supposed to be ours and then they put you in here too. I am going to kill them,” she say, so quietly that I can barely hear her.

“What are you talking about?” I ask her.

“You don’t get it do you?” she asks. “They put us both in the same room to try us get us to work out our differences. What they don’t know is that we could never work out our differences, you don’t care and I gave up a long time ago, so there is nothing to work out,” she states walking over to the slider to pull on it, but it doesn’t budge for her either.

“There’s nothing to work out huh?” I ask.

“Nope,”

“Why not?”

“We don’t love each other and we never did, so what can there be to work out?” she asks. I never loved her?

“I never loved you? If anything, it’s you that never loved me,” I state.

“What they hell? If I didn’t love you do you think that I would have spent four hours at the church after the wedding was suppose to happen for you to get there, huh?” she asks with tear streaming down her face. Now that I can see her face, because she turned around.

“Oh, but you wouldn’t know. You didn’t show or even care. All I wanted was to know about what really happened with us all those years ago and what did I get stud up at the damn alter. Thanks a million Maxwell Fucking Evans.”

“ Hey, you were the one that told me that if I didn’t want to talk about the past not to come. I wanted to go, I wanted to be your husband but you just wouldn’t let go, you pushed and I didn’t show up at the end of the aisle I wasn’t worth it anymore. So, you decided to through away the letter that I wrote and never answered it. So why don’t you go fuck yourself,” I yell at her. She stands in shock at what I believe was my last statement. “oh, and another thing. I was at the wedding, I sat in the back the whole time, waiting for you to call me and tell me that you didn’t care about the past but you didn’t so I decided not to give a damn, thanks a million Liz.”

“What fucking letter?” she asks after a couple minutes of shocked silence.

Thanks for all the support guys. In this chapter you find out why the door is locked and what's up with the door number, not about the letter yet.




Chapter 19

“What fucking letter?” she asks after a couple minutes of shocked silence.

“What do you mean what fucking letter?” he asks me with anger in his eyes. I look up at him, for the first time in a year I really see him. I want to hold him, make his pain go away but that won’t work. I can’t be with him.

“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about and stop yelling at me. It isn’t getting us anywhere.”

“Stop yelling at you, you’re yelling at me.”

“Whatever,” I tell him. I turn to look over the balcony. I want to be as far away as I can get from him on this stinking balcony. I really wish that I hadn’t come to this party. They lie putting us in the same room, but the same room had to be the room number of the one that we would have had on our first night as a married couple. Damn this. I want to go home. I feel the tears slide down my face and I can’t hold them back. I’ve been fighting them since I saw Max.

Max’s POV

Damn it, she’s crying. I hate to see her cry. I mean it is bad when any girl cries but when Liz cries it just makes thing really bad. I walk over to her, turn her face toward me, and wipe the tears that continue to fall even after I wipe them away.

Liz’s POV

I fell him wipe my tears away. I felt him turn my face but I kept my eyes closed. Now I open them to see his eyes only inches from mine. We can’t do this; this is why we got into trouble last time. He must not be thinking the same thing, because even before I finish my thought his lips are on mine. It feels so good.

Max’s POV

I’m kissing her, and it feels so great to kiss her again. I’ve missed the feel of her lips, her hands, and her body. Damn I’ve just missed her.

I pull her closer, pulling her arms around me and putting my arms around her waist. She feels so good. I feel her open her mouth to me. God, how I missed this.

Liz’s POV

I open my mouth for him. He feels so good, but I want more. I pull his head down closer toward me when he begins to pull away. Not giving him time to breath, although he doesn’t seem to complain because he pull me hard against him. Wow, he is hard all over isn’t he?

She pulls me back to her when I pull away to catch my breath. She doesn’t give me time to breath though. I want her really bad, right now, right her. She feels so soft, and smooth. I can feel the heat coming off of her even though it’s freaking cold outside. I pull her closer, waiting for her to tell me to stop, waiting for her to pull away but she doesn’t.

I should pull away from him, but oh man he feel so good. We both pull back to breath. He touches the side of my neck with his finger traces my pulse. He pulls away and I moan at the loss only to feel his mouth replace his fingers. I moan his name when he puts his hand under my shirt, he begins to pull it off and over my head, and I let him. He steps back to look at me.

“Damn Liz, your beautiful,” he tells me and start tracing my rib line with his tongue and lips. I can’t help but moan and pull him closer toward me.

I hear her moan my name. Wow, I never thought that I would hear that again. I continue down until I reach the top of her pants, I start to unbutton the top button but she stops me. I look up at her, but she’s looking at the through the window to the inside of the hotel room. I stand up blocking her from the view of whoever is inside. I turn around, still blocking her, only to meet the eyes of Maria Deluca.

She’s looking at me with a big fat smirk on her face. I can’t believe that, how much did she see?

I turn back to Liz, helping her fix her shirt and all. She won’t meet my eye, she regrets it. I can’t believe that I let this get out of hand. Damn, I should have used my head and not the one below my belt, the one on my shoulder, for fucks sake.

Maria’s POV

They worked it out. Finally, everything can go back to normal. I watch Max help Liz fix her clothes then they both turn back to me. They both look at me, Max, with fear in his eyes and Liz with regret in hers. They didn’t work things out. Oh, hell no. I turn and walk back out of the hotel room, both of them yell at me and banging on the sliding glass window to let them in.

I turn around when I reach the door, look at the two of them, and say, “Not until you work things out!” I make sure to slam the door on my way out.

I will update Lost and Found in Crossover later today. If you want to check it out.


Chapter 20

“How can you be laughing at a time like this?” I ask him. It started to snow, which really is freaking me out, and its freaking cold.

“Think about it, Liz?” when I give a clueless huh, he continues. “Maria, was a part of this, which means Alex and Isabel are a part of this, which means Michaels is a part of this, which means our parents are in on this. So what do you think? This didn’t just happened Liz, they all set this up.”

“What are you talking about? Of course, they didn’t set this up. They wouldn’t, they saw how much it tore me up after you left, they wouldn’t put me through this again. They just wouldn’t do that,” I tell him, pulling away and feeling the cold on my face, he pulls me back.

“What do you think your doing? We have to stay close, it’s freezing,” he tells me. I snuggle back into his shoulder. I still feel cold, but being close to him helps.

“Before, before . . .”

“Before we made out,” he puts his two cents in.

“Whatever you want to call it, before we did whatever you want to call it, you said something about a letter. What letter?” his smile fades and his face turns cold.

“You really didn’t get the letter did you?” he asks me. I shake my head no. He sent me a letter afterwards and I didn’t get it. He made the effort to sent me a letter, at least he cared.

“I sent you a letter, telling you the truth about why I didn’t want to talk. I told you that I loved you and that I couldn’t talk to you about the past. I told you I was sorry about what I put you through and that I didn’t make it through the wedding,” he puts his head down, and we sit in an awkward silence.

“Why didn’t you just tell me this yourself?”

“I was scared. I was scared that if I told you that you would want to kill me for what I did back then.”

“Why would I kill you? What did you do that was so bad?”

“I . . . . .

“Max, Max you want to you know later?” asks Kat. Kat, the hot blue eyed chick from L.A.

“Maybe after a couple of beers,” I say. I walk to the bar not waiting for her to say anything. I’m suppose to be on a date with my best friend’s sister, what the hell am I doing going to the bar.

“Max, my man,” Ryan the barkeep calls. I sit on a stool, and he hand me a beer. “I thought that you had a date with Lizzie today? Why the hell are you here?” he ask me and I shrug.

“Max, you’ve been coming her for years with Lizzie. I see the way you two use to look at each other when you were friends then something happened that I never asked about, and yesterday you came in here all happy about seeing Liz and that she asked you out for dinner, now tell me what the hell is going on?”

“I didn’t go, I don’t want to go,” I whisper to him. “She’ll never forgive me for what I did.”

“What did you do?” Ryan asks me. “Max, I’ve been married for thirty years and before that we were together for six okay, you need to tell me what’s going on.”

“I slept with some about an hour ago,” I tell him, putting my head down in shame. I slept with that blonde idiot who lives next door to me.

“You were suppose to be meeting Liz an hour ago but instead you were fucking some girl!”

“Yes okay, I was fucking some girl, she’ll never forgive me,” I tell him.

“Yes, she will just tell her,” he says.

“Not Liz, she’ll go crazy.”


“Wait a fucking minute, you were suppose to be having dinner with me but instead you fucked some bitch. You bastard. First we sleep together and then you sleep with someone else and now instead of meeting me for lunch two years ago you fucked some chick. All you ever do is hurt me Max, why the hell should I ever be with you?”