Hey guys!! I'm back sooner than I intended to be with the new part!!! It's as long as the last one so I hope you guys enjoy it in it's entirity.
And now, on to those responses...
binxter, I love Michael too...and yep, there might be alittle lovin between Brin and Michael... she might tell King Shit-Face
and Maria where to go sooner than you think....just not in this chapter though.
elfangel01, Liz and Alec will get back together...I can't say that they'll stay that way for too long. We still got a plot to this you know? I can say that this is 100% Xtremer insured!
polar vixen, I'm happy that you'll still readingand loving
I'm still writing and loving
Denial is the word of the week for Liz, and she'll realize the difference between the two guys pretty soon. I made an A/N earlier about the timeframe of DA in this. It's anywhere before Designate This. So, I let you guess on what grounds Alec and Brin are there.
mrsjbehr, Oh yeah, she will....
WomanofMystery, I gotta stop reading you FB, I always make an ass of myself in front of alot of people, breaking out in laughter out of the blue
Yeah Liz and Alec have been at it for a while. I just wanted to skip things ahead a few weeks so I can continue with the plot. Max pissed me off when he took off to LA too!
I was always hoping Liz find someone new in that timeframe. In this story, I have the power to do so
orphyfets,Alright, alright, I'm back I'm back....see? I'm so flattered by your compliments
somehow, I never thought this would be all that good. Just a way of getting thoughts out.
Roswell Slayer, Well, this part is actually alittle longer than the last part. So I hope you enjoy that. Yeah, she'll have someone to talk about it with now. Even though Michael won't be the only one....THere is alot more hope for Liz and Alec....
Ellie, *shudder* don't even get thinking on Max/Maria breeding. it would be the end of the world, indeed
Yeah they both do deserve monogomy, but sadly enough, they won't be able to enjoy it for a while. jus dropping a hint.
Zevrillion, if it isn't All Merciful One... Another update my lord.
rachelg224, I'm so happy that you love this
Liz will be dumping Max and getting with Alec soon, don't worry.
Calinia, *shakes head shamefully* you don't think you can just leave without saying goodbye and come back leaving FB that's like a page long and suddenly be back in my heart do you? DO YOU? If so....you're very much correct
I've never blushed so hard at a FB in my life. I guess cuz it was from one of the Best Xtreme writers I've read....It means a lot coming from you considering your stories(and Littlebit's) got me hooked on Ros/DA crossovers in the first place.
I think the more important question is how
Brin will react to Liz and Alec's relationship. And oh, Liz will definitly break the cycle. That cycle sucks a big one. You smell that too? Yep, it does reek of Micheal and Brin in here....
I'm so flattered by your praise of my make-out-and-so-much-more scenes, I never really thought I'd be good at writing such stuff. I blush quite easily
Yeah, Alec was pretty understanding about the whole breaking it off thing...I wonder why? it kinda has something to do with why he's here in the first place. And Naw, Michael is so *not* a nark.
Oh and I didn't like Isabel telling Alex that either on the show. I just wanted to put Isabel in a more understandable role. I kinda like he character...
Dammit Kat, how are we ever going to get to the story....
bluebear01, Liz, is lacking in the brain area lately, or maybe it's just on overload, y'know. she'll regain some common sense soon...
*sighs heavily, wiping sweat from forehead* Screw going to the gym. I'm exhausted. I enjoyed replying to all guys though. And also,(because music is such an major part of my life and inpiration,) I just wanted to give a little insight of what this story is named after. It's a song called "Afterglow" by Garbage. I always listen to music while typing, and this song was on when I was writing the first chapter....It really relates to Liz, I think, plus it's a great flippin song
And On with the Chapter.....
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Chapter 9
I swear my heart has stopped beating. I feel faint and dizzy. Michael’s looking at me torn between being amused by my reaction to his realization and worried. I slouch down to the couch and cover my face with my hands, letting out a sigh of complete hopelessness. I guess there’s no point in ending it all now, Michael knows, in turn, Max knows.
Through my fretting, I hear a very faint chuckle come from Michael. I take a peak at him from between my fingers to see him shaking his head in amusement. I lower my hands and give him a death glare.
“What are you laughing at? Is my misery just that damn amusing? If it is, then by all means, laugh it up.” I let my hands fall to my lap in a hard slap. Michael chuckles grow to a silent hysteric. If I wasn’t so shocked by the sight of Michael
laughing of all things, I might want to slap him. I hate men.
“You,” he responds sobering up, “don’t be so dramatic, Parker.” He walks to a near chair and plops down, getting the last of his snickers out. All I can do is stare at him. At this point, I’m very confused. He’s not yelling or being an ass or being…Michael. He apparently reads my confusion and explains further.
“Look, it’s none of my business,” he throws up his hands in a surrender type of way, “not what I expected, but never the less, none of my business.” He shakes his head in aftershock amazement.
“How is it none of your business? You just found out that your best friend’s girlfriend is cheating on him.” I give him a look like he’s suppose to just get the point. He gives me a look that says the exact opposite.
“First of all, I didn’t
just find out and secondly, I was kinda waiting for the day when you’d wake up.” He’s so casual, like I’ve been aware of his take on things all along.
Wait, he didn’t just find out?
“What do you mean ‘you didn’t just find out’?” I’ll address the whole ‘waking up’ statement later…
“Well, I’ve known for some time now. It wasn’t very hard to guess. It was confirmed that day you locked yourself in the bathroom for like forty-five minutes. When you started to walk to the front, I had a peek in. Alec was in there.” I simply stare at him. How could I have been so
reckless? I mean, granted I’m not like an professional cheater or anything, but
still.
He seems to have read my expression.
“Hey, like I said, Parker, I don’t care. As long you keep ‘our’ issues out of it, I’m cool.” He makes a gesture around us as to show what ‘our’ is.
“Our issues out of what?” My head snaps towards the door to see Kyle walk in briskly. Casual as Michael. Goddamn it. That could’ve been someone else. Like Max or Maria. I really need to be more careful. It’s like I’m getting caught more when I’m not doing anything.
“Liz is doing Alec.” I glare at Michael’s bluntness and let out a heavy sigh.
Goddamn it!
“The cook, Alec?” he points to the front shocked, raising an eyebrow at me.
“No, the post man Alec.” If I wasn’t mortified, I’d laugh at Michael’s sarcasm. I was thinking the same thing.
Kyle looks at me like I’ve grown a second head.
“Whoa…Liz... really?” he then breaks into hysterics. I’m still confused as to what is so funny. I’m getting angry. I’m still relieved that know one seems to be hating me, but they’re making fun of me and I don’t know what
soooo amusing.
“Michael…” I groan this out in frustration returning my head to my hands. They’ve become glued to each other.
“What? Michael can know but I can’t? Wow…that hurts.” He points at his chest.
“Michael wasn’t supposed to know either.” I throw him an evil look. He simply shrugs. Did I mention that I hate the goddamn shrug?
“Don’t be so dramatic, Liz.” What’s wrong with these guys? I am
not being
dramatic.
“Since when?” Kyle asks suddenly.
“Since when what?” I’ve gotten all off track.
“Since when have you and Alec been…doing the nasty?”
Doing the nasty? Michael also scoffs at Kyle’s word usage.
“Welcome to an adult conversation, man.” This time, I can’t hold in a snicker that comes out. Kyle simply ignores him. Looking at me for the answer. Kyle is now seated in a nearby chair. Both are now staring at me. I look from Michael to Kyle and realize, that I’m about to embark in
girl talk with these two
seemingly manly macho guys. I break a smirk. Not feeling too terrible about myself anymore. Kyle and Michael’s apparent queerness is much more amusing.
“Are you serious?” I still can’t believe that they seem completely a-okay with the entire idea. What the hell is going on here? Where are my mega-paranoid pals?
They don’t respond. They genuinely want to know.
“Okay…about a month…until about a week ago…and we didn’t ‘do the nasty’….why are you guys so okay with this?” I roll my eyes at the ‘do the nasty’ part. I want to know exactly why they’re being so…cool.
They both shrug and I don’t necessarily hate it this time. Kyle speaks first.
“I guess we felt like you needed something…away from Evans. You haven’t seemed all that…happy I guess. Wait, until about a week ago? What happened? He’s an asshole isn’t he? You want me to kick his ass?” I smile at his concern. And the fact he thinks he can kick Alec’s ass.
Oh Kyle…
“He’s not an ass- well yes, he is an asshole, but that’s not why. It case everyone’s forgotten, I’m with Max. I
love Max,” I’m instantly annoyed by their exchange of looks, “I can’t just continue to cheat on him. It’ll crush him. And I just don’t think that a nice piece of meat is worth all that.” I roll my eyes at Michael and Kyle’s disgusted looks at my reference of Alec to a nice piece of meat.
“Alright then, Parker. Whatever you say.” They both look slightly disappointed in me. I feel kind of guilty. Like I’ve just lied through my teeth.
Maybe because you did… I mentally slap that voice right out of my thoughts.
“Anyway, you’re talking about me, what’s up with you and Brin?” I raise my eyebrow and he looks up like a deer in headlights. I need to get all this heat off of me. Quick. Kyle looks even more interested.
“Whoa, dude, she’s hot. There’s something going on with you two? Man, how come I can’t hook up with some hot new girl? This just isn’t fair.” He throws his hands in the air and leans back, shaking his head.
Michael gives me a look. “Nice avoidance trick…even though
I invented it.” I simply smile.
“And you gave wonderful lessons I might add. But don’t change the subject. You. Brin….Maria?” I raise another brow at this. It’s nice to have a break from the brooding of Alec. Me. And Max. At Michael’s expense of course.
“There is no Maria,” He says flatly, leaning back, “Even if there was something with me and Brin.” I am by far shocked. She was just saying earlier how she thinks Michael is cheating on her.
“What do you mean, ‘there is no Maria’?”
“I mean, we’re not together anymore. She broke up with me last night. I think she’s with Billy, now. Either way, I don’t know if I even care.” I suddenly feel bad for Michael and place a hand on his back. I realize that this is the closest and deepest conversation Michael and I have ever had.
“Sorry, man. She’s been going over the deep end anyway.” Kyle pats on the back in that way that guys do when they want to comfort.
“Wait, I just talk to her earlier. She didn’t seem to think you guys were broken up. She thinks you’re cheating on her. Are you sure she was serious?” I’m immediately wondering why I’m defending her. I feel awful about the entire situation.
“Oh, she was serious. Maybe, she didn’t get her own damn memo.” There’s a lace of bitterness in his voice that makes me feel worse. I offer him a sympathetic expression. He shrugs it off in his discomfort.
“It’s cool. I feel like it was going to happen sooner or later. We…uh haven’t been that good lately, anyway. Sometimes, you just gotta know when to let go, ya know.”
That sentence struck me. Stabbed right in that part of my heart and brain that doubts and generally argues with the part of me that has been making the decisions lately. Doubting whether instead of letting Alec go, it was supposed to be Max.
Sometimes you just gotta know when to let go…
It runs through my head like a mantra despite my desperate attempts to shake it off. Leave it to Michael to say something so profound and thought provoking accidentally and in the form of one sentence. I am broken from my muse to find both Kyle and Michael staring at me.
“What?”
“Liz, don’t stay with Max just because it’s…comfortable or convenient. Not because it’ll hurt him, okay, cuz he’s a bag of douche at this point in life, but because it’ll hurt you.” Kyle’s words are completely sudden and they take me off guard. Michael has a look of complete agreement. I give them both a look of indignation.
“I’m not with Max because it’s convenient. Or comfortable for the matter, cuz I gotta tell you, it’s not either sometimes.” I don’t know why I’m on the defense. Kyle and Michael are giving me a look before finally giving up.
“Alright, Parker. Whatever you say.”
Why does he keep saying that? They both get up to leave and Kyle gives me a pat on the shoulder.
“Just think about it, alright?” He says this and then they both depart. What’s with people leaving me profound words of insight and then turning to leave. It’s such a cliché.
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I’ve been laying in bed for the last three hours. I don’t why I expected to get some sort of sleep. It’s a quarter to four and all I can do is think of Alec. Big surprise there, huh?
I just… well, I don’t know what it exactly is that I just. I only know that it is heavily revolved around Alec. Before I realize what I’m doing, I’ve put on clothing and am now climbing down my fire escape. When I hit the streets, I began to walk. To where, I don’t know. I’m sure my limbs have a better idea.
It’s cold and the wind is blowing very hard. I pull my jacket tighter around my body as I approach what I recognize as Brin and Alec neighborhood, a.k.a., Max and Isabel’s neighborhood. Strange huh? I walk right past Max’s house as Alec’s come into view. My blood starts to race as I think over the possibilities as to why I’m here. Something to tell Alec when I knock on his door, since I know that’s what I’m going to do anyway.
Uh…I’m here to…uh……shit! Come on, think! You’re getting closer! I…uh…just wanted to see some notes for Economics, from Brin. I just wanted to tell you that…uh…I know it said that you were off tomorrow…but you actually work, isn’t that funny? I hate myself, I’m a loser. It’s just Alec, I don’t even like him. This is my last thought as I hear the door being unlocked and Alec’s half dressed form comes into view.
Hmmm…half dressed…whoa, down girl…
“Liz, are you okay? It’s four in the morning.” He doesn’t look like he was sleeping. He just looks worried. As he’s waiting for me to say something, I skim through all my previous thoughts as to why I’m here and simply stop on one.
“I….I don’t even like you.” I say this in such a rush that I can’t halt myself before the sentence is out.
God kill me please. He raises a brow, about to retort in some way much more clever then my previous statement.
Before he can utter a single response, I jump up and clamp my mouth over his, pulling him to me with a hand. I suppose I’m using a little unnatural force, but he doesn’t seem fazed. An arm is snaked around my waist pulling me to him. Our bodies mesh together as he pulls me inside and shuts the door. By this time, both arms are wrapped tightly around his neck as he lifts me off the ground. I enclose my legs around his waist as a smooth yet, strong hand skims under my shirt and over my back igniting leaving a trail of goosebumps. I can’t help but shiver, wondering how I could end all of this in the first place. We began to walk backwards before his knees buckle against the side of the couch and we both tumble down on it. I make sure to still be attached to him, as my hands glide from his bare shoulders to his bare chest he abruptly pulls away.
“What are you doing?” there’s a tone I’ve never heard before. It’s so much softer, which is something I’m not used to in such a situation with Alec. Plus the question throws me way off. I give an obvious look. Clearly, we’re in the middle something that doesn’t need stupid questions like that. He reads off my look. Offering his own exasperated look.
“No, I mean what are you doing…here?” he motions to our current state of passion. He’s referring to the fact that
this isn’t supposed to happening anymore. I refuse to let the guilt or rationality of anything rip me out of this dazed state, though. I want Alec now.
“I don’t know, I know I want to…need to.” I breathe out the words resting my forehead against his. Before I can finish the last syllable, his lip crash with mine, making me moan into his mouth. I’ve never had Alec like this before. You know, all breathless and worried. He usually is in control, and demanding. It only makes me more turned on, at the fact that something has changed. Making me want more. More of his touch, his kisses, his everything.
I grunt in disapproval as he breaks the kiss to remove my shirt. As soon as it’s discarded in a corner somewhere, his mouth attaches to the valley of my breast, kisses, licking, and sucking. Leaving marks I’m sure. I don’t care anymore. I
can’t care anymore. I can only feel. My skin feels hot and is sparked even hotter when I feel his lips enclose around one of my nipples. I bit my lip in fighting a raspy moan. I don’t know why I’m fighting, we’re not in Crashdown somewhere.
His hand fondles with the other breast and I feel like I’m going to lose it at this moment, arching my back to his face and hands. Grabbing his hair, I pull him to meet my lips. Our kisses are deep and long. As one hand twists a nipple between his fingers, his other hand skims to my back and dips lower to my ass, squeezing it and pushing me into his arousal. He bites my bottom lip at the pressure, making me moan, loudly. The hand that was on my ass, slips to the front and begins fondling with the zipper of my jeans, wrenching it down. I suck in a sharp breath when I feel his hands on me, warm and soft. He cups me for a second before sliding a finger up to my clit and rubbing lightly, knowing just how to make me moan the loudest. He is not disappointed when he swallows them in a ferocious kiss. He does this for only a minute before using both hands to yank, or more tear, my pants off my body. I lift my hips to assist him and when I lean up, he takes a breast into his mouth. Biting lightly. When they are off, I am suddenly pulled by my legs until I’m flat on my back and Alec is hovering over me, a leg in each hand. He kisses me deeply, trailing the outline of my bottom lip with his tongue. He then, rains kisses all over me. Kissing a hot trail of arousal until he begins kissing up the backs of my thighs, my legs still in his grasp. I’m already ready to explode by the mere sensations of it all by the time I feel his lips on the juncture between my groin and my leg. I jump when he bites there, making me shiver.
I feel one of his hands slide up and down my thigh only to stop at that juncture. He slides a finger into me smoothly. I don’t even recognize the moan that escapes my lips at the sensation. I can’t seem to bate the extreme fire I feel coursing through my veins when I feel the soft wetness of his tongue on me. I almost jump off the couch. I’ve never felt this sensation before and at the feeling, I instinctively use one hand to grip the side of the couch and the other to grip his hair, pushing him further, yet holding him completely still. I’m whimpering and arching shamelessly as he drives me into a white hot oblivion with his mouth and fingers alike. When I feel the tingling of a approaching climax, I fold my legs further as if to give him more access, taking quick breaths. As if he knows I’m close, he takes my clit into his mouth and sucks hard while taking my hand from his head and entwining my fingers with his own. I feel my orgasm crash into me and feel as if I’m being washed away with the waves of it.
When the last tremors pass, I’m breathing heavily when Alec crawls up my body in languid, catlike movements. When he reaches my chest, he kisses the rest of the way to my neck, my jaw, then, my lips. I wrap my arms around his neck as his kisses me, igniting repeated arousal. I let go of his neck long enough shove down the sweats he’d been wearing, letting him kick them off. When I see the full extent of his arousal, my heart begins to race and my blood thickens with want and anticipation. I reach down to touch him and when I grasp him, he’s hard, hot, and smooth. He takes a sharp intake of air. I can’t help the uncharacteristic, throaty chuckle that escape my lips. Trill shoots through me as I give him a squeeze and he grunts capturing my lips brutally. I close my eyes and moan loudly, as he bites my lip, as he enters me with a single smooth thrust. He fills me completely and can’t help but feel… whole. Like for this moment, everything’s is just fine. My breath hitches at the feeling and when I open my eyes, he’s looking down at me, unmoving. I am once again reminded of how intense his green eyes are. I lift up to kiss him and he begins to move within me. I roll my hips to meet his thrusts as I let my head fall back in a husky moan. I feel his breath on my neck, hot and heavy. I’m shivering as I feel that waited feeling in my gut, spiraling up to complete me. I start to tremble and convulse as Alec slows down, riding me through it. I let out a cry and jerk forwards to bite him on his shoulder hard. The taste of blood in my mouth as I come down from that orgasm only to be prompted for another one. I capture his lips in mine and wrap my legs around him, bringing him closer, deeper into me. I’m burning again, ready to explode all over again. He pace is increasing, the tip of him hitting my cervix. I yelp as shocks of pleasure radiate through me, it’s enough to have me on the verge of crashing again. I began to tremble at the exact same time that Alec does. He digs a hand into my hair pulling me to his lips, while the other hand grips my hips. The roughness of it transforms my tremors and moans into convulsions and cries. He makes a horse groan into my mouth, as I feel him jerk, I hold him tighter as the waves crash through us both, rocking together.
It seems like over and hour when our breathes calm down. We’re still wrapped together, on that couch, when I feel sleep threatening to take hold of my consciousness. We don’t say anything, we just lay, slipping off into unconsciousness.
My last thought before everything went blank was that I was no longer confused about what exactly I needed to do…whenever I’d be able to walk again. I had made my choice.
Tbc.
There you go you guys!! You know the drill, FB!!!
~Nikki