Roswell Fanatics

Michael

I finally hear Liz coming up the stairs, and look at the clock. Okay, so it's only quarter to eight, but she's been gone all day.

"Michael get out of my room..." Liz says tiredly, but I just sit there, unmoving.

"You've been gone all day. Mom asked where you were and I had to cover for you." I say, still speaking calmly. All I wanted was for her to willingly tell me where she'd been. Why couldn't we communicate?

*Liz*

"You've been gone all day. Mom asked where you were and I had to cover for you." he said sounding calmly. But that just a opening to a fight that will start soon, "well thanks, but I don't need you to cover me..." I said as I sat at my desk.

"Michael not in mood, could we do this later....please" I said. I guess having sex can really tire a girl. I hope Michael can't tell or smell it on me. I don't know what will happen, but I know hell will frezze over.

Michael

"Michael not in mood, could we do this later....please" Liz asks, and she looks really tired. But why? My mind keeps questioning. What did she do all day that she's exhausted now?

"Do what later?" I ask, still calm. "I just want to know what you've been up to all day." I know she doesn't want to tell me, but can't she see I'm just looking out for her?

*Liz*

"Do what later?" he ask trying to sound like he has no clue what will happen. What will happen is one of us will say something to the other, that we don't like and start a fight. "I just want to know what you've been up to all day." he ask me once more.

"I'm been out here and there" I wasn't lieing I was at Max's and then went around town walking around and then back at Max's. "You know the usual stuff." I said not going into details.

Michael

"I'm been out here and there" Liz says, being vague, and I can tell she's avoiding telling me where she's been.

"Does that include Max's?" I ask, remembering last night's discussion. She looks different somehow, and I can't figure it out, so I try to read her expression as she answers.

"You went to his apartment, didn't you?" I continue, still regaining my composure, though at the thought I feel my temper flare up a bit. I know my tone has changed, but I ignore it, looking for changes on her face.

*Liz*

"Does that include Max's?" Michael said. I keep my expression blankly. I know what Michael is doing, he trying to get me to say where I been. When frankly, it's none of his business. Why does he keep asking where I have been when it has nothing to do with him. Why does he push my bottom so much that I sometimes want to murder him? Why? Like I said earlier, Michael doesn't listen to me.

"You went to his apartment, didn't you?" Bingo. There it is the fight beginning. I know trying to study me to see if I'm lieing or not. "So what if I was, it's none of your business. STAY OUT PERSONAL LIFE. I'm so sick of you, get out of my life would ya, and get your own damn life. Stop trying to ruin mine." I said standing up.

Michael

"So what if I was, it's none of your business. STAY OUT PERSONAL LIFE. I'm so sick of you, get out of my life would ya, and get your own damn life. Stop trying to ruin mine." Liz yells, standing up.

Still sitting, I reply with a casual. "I knew it," before standing up as well.

"You go to his house; spend the whole day there, doing who knows what, and he's nearly three years older than you, of course it's my business!" I yell back, glad mom and dad went out for dinner.

"I'm not trying to ruin your life, I just wish you'd let me trust you! Maybe if you told me what you were doing or where you were half the time, instead of feeding me the same half assed lies you feed mom, I would trust you!"

Liz

"I knew it," he said standing up as well. Michael may be taller and stronger than me, but I am not afraid of the big bad wolf Michael. "You go to his house; spend the whole day there, doing who knows what, and he's nearly three years older than you, of course it's my business!" he said.

"So what Michael, if he is...so what! I don't care about his age.

"I'm not trying to ruin your life, I just wish you'd let me trust you! Maybe if you told me what you were doing or where you were half the time, instead of feeding me the same half assed lies you feed mom, I would trust you!" he said sounding like a father rather then a brother.

I cross my arms, " trust me? What the hell of crap is that! Look Michael you may be older and god know you may be stupid sometimes, but you are no position to tell to trust tell me you wish you could trust me. Last time I change, Jim Parker is my adoption father not you." I said firm.

"Look you live in your own perfectly little world, with your perfect family, and a perfect girl friend. But this not perfect; no way in hell are you going make me talk to you. You can be stupid son of bitch sometimes. Now get hell out before I blast you" I said angrily.

Michael

"So what Michael, if he is...so what! I don't care about his age." Liz says, and I just frown at her.

"Well, maybe you should! I get in, before she starts ranting again. "It's technically illegal you know." I know I'm overreacting, but she's not helping.

"trust me? What the hell of crap is that! Look Michael you may be older and god know you may be stupid sometimes, but you are no position to tell to trust tell me you wish you could trust me. Last time I change, Jim Parker is my adoption father not you." Liz continues, and briefly, sadness crosses my face at the mention of us being adopted.

Only Liz and Alex know how badly I want to find our birth parents, but the parents I have now do care about us, and I love them. Liz on the other hand, isn't too fond of them.

"Look you live in your own perfectly little world, with your perfect family, and a perfect girl friend. But this not perfect; no way in hell are you going make me talk to you. You can be stupid son of bitch sometimes. Now get hell out before I blast you" She finishes, holding up her hand menacingly.

"Damnitt Liz, you don't even know. I have practically no friends, other than Alex, I don't live in a perfect world, I don't have a freaking girlfriend, and if that was an allusion to Maria, well, her life is more fucked up than ours is!" Comes out of my mouth before I can think about it. Building upon my anger, I can feel my powers surfacing, but I put them to the back of my mind.

"I'm leaving. But don't come to me when little Maxie boy breaks your heart, or makes you do something you regret!" I shout, leaving the room, satisfaction on my face as the door slams behind me. If she thinks my life is perfect, she's got a pretty screwy view of perfect.

Liz

"Well, maybe you should! I get in, before she starts ranting again. "It's technically illegal you know." he said. If he does rat me out I don't care I'll get the hell out of here.

"Damnitt Liz, you don't even know. I have practically no friends, other than Alex, I don't live in a perfect world, I don't have a freaking girlfriend, and if that was an allusion to Maria, well, her life is more fucked up than ours is!" he said, ok so what some one else life is different from ours; I don't care.

"I'm leaving. But don't come to me when little Maxie boy breaks your heart, or makes you do something you regret!" Michael walk out.

I grab my bag from the closet and stuff it with clothes. No way in hell going stay here any longer. I zip the bag up and walk out with it. I don't care if Michael see me, no one going to stop me, not now not ever.