Roswell Fanatics

Michael

Just as I'm about to slam the door to my room as well, Liz comes out, carrying a backpack that looks like it's stuffed with clothes.

"Oh hell no, you aren't leaving. I'm not explaining any of this to mom or dad!" I yell, standing between Liz and the hallway. My anger is returning, and I feel something snap inside of me.

"Why can't you just tell me what's going on Liz? Why? Maybe if you did, I wouldn't wait up in your room freaking worried about you, and me and Alex wouldn't gang up on you when we're together? You know, this isn't all my fault, it isn't a one sided fight!"

Liz

"Oh hell no, you aren't leaving. I'm not explaining any of this to mom or dad!" he said standing between the door ways so I won’t leave. I am so feed up that ready to blast him. I don’t care if our so call parents find out. I want my real parents, the one I look like.

"Why can't you just tell me what's going on Liz? Why? Maybe if you did, I wouldn't wait up in your room freaking worried about you, and me and Alex wouldn't gang up on you when we're together? You know, this isn't all my fault, it isn't a one sided fight!" he said, and I raise my hand and blast him, I through him across the hall. “Leave me alone. I don’t care about our so called parents; there aren’t any parents of mine.” I said walking down the steps.

Michael

I'm knocked off my feet by Liz's blast, but as soon as I get up, I stand in front of her, holding my hand out as well. I can feel the lightbulb above us shatter, but I don't do anything about it.

“Leave me alone. I don’t care about our so called parents; there aren’t any parents of mine.” Liz says, walking past.

"This isn't about our parents, either set of them. This is about you Liz, you are drifting away, and I don't know what to do about it," I continue, once again standing in her way, but this time prepared in the case that she blasts me again.

Liz

"This isn't about our parents, either set of them. This is about you Liz, you are drifting away, and I don't know what to do about it," he said helding out his hand.

"What do want me to do Michael?" I said as tears fall down my face, " How am i suppose to trust you or any you." My rage get higher as I open my bag and through each of my clothes at him. " Do want say Hey am scary...oh and by the way I don't know if live or die tomorrow" my tears run down my face. " JUST LEAVE ME ALONE." I said wriping away my tears. I know I shouldn't have cry; it's the sign of weakness. "We can stand here all day because not telling you shit."

Michael

"What do want me to do Michael? How am i suppose to trust you or any you. My rage get higher as I open my bag and through each of my clothes at him. Do want say Hey am scary...oh and by the way I don't know if live or die tomorrow? JUST LEAVE ME ALONE." Liz says, tears falling down her face. I can't stand it when she cries, it makes me feel horrible, and she hardly ever does it. She throws her clothes at me, and I do nothing about it, letting them hit me and fall to the floor.

"We can stand here all day because not telling you shit." She continues, wiping at her tears angrily. I walk nearer to her, lowering my voice along with my temper.

"Liz, I just feel like I don't know you anymore," I say quietly, watching as she attempts to stop the tears from coming.

Liz

"Liz, I just feel like I don't know you anymore," Michael said lowing his voice. "Then I'm not going to chance, I'm going be the sweet little Liz we all know and love. Because she gone" I said calmly. I don't know why I push everyone away, maybe because deep inside, they will turn me into the FBI. I just want go home, where ever that is.

I see Michael coming near me and I know what he trying to do. He trying to comfort me, or have any piece of mind. I step back, making sure he doesn't come near me," stay back." I said.

Michael

"Then I'm not going to chance, I'm going be the sweet little Liz we all know and love. Because she gone" Liz says, calmly, stepping away with a look on her face that makes me stop advancing towards her.

"I know she's gone," I say, my voice calm again. "I don't want the old Liz back, I just want the present Liz to be able to talk to me." I lean against the wall where I am, not wanting to crowd her, because I don't want to urge her on any more.

Liz

"I know she's gone, I don't want the old Liz back, I just want the present Liz to be able to talk to me." he said. I look at him as he lean against the way. I see his expression and I don't know what to do.

I drop to the floor and start crying, "She doesn't know how..." I said hiding my face in my hands. I am so damn the depressed that this is where it has got to me. I am so lonely that I have push the people I love and care about. I just want find out who I am, and where we are from. I just want go home.

Michael

"She doesn't know how..." Liz says, dropping, more, fresh tears falling.

"Liz," I say quietly, moving towards her once again, sitting down next to her on the floor.

"I'm sorry." She looks so broken, it almost reminds me of Maria. Except part of what's wrong with Liz is my fault. When did she change? I can't exactly say, but she used to be so happy. Now...she's not.

"Are you sure there's nothing you wanna tell me?" I ask, my voice low as I just sit there, afraid to comfort her in case she pushes me away again.

Liz

"Liz, I'm sorry" Michael said sitting next to me. I look up at him and see the concer in his eyes, " I don't want your pitty." I said.

"Are you sure there's nothing you wanna tell me?" he ask, and I know what I really want isn't what he can do. I wipe away my tears, "I do...God knows I do, but I know you. I know your reaction." I said as I sigh. "I sometimes wonder what happen to me either." I said looking at the broken lighbulk.