Unbreakable - A Beautiful Lie (AU M/L ADULT) COMPLETE 5/5/17 + A/N 5/5/19

[keepsmiling7]

Dr. Evans really gives me the creeps.......but Max and Liz put on a great act in front of him.
I don't care how kind he appeared later, I still wouldn't trust him.
There are so many unanswered questions, hope you will return soon.....
Thanks,
Carolyn

[AlysLuv]

I sure hope the filled Mr. Evans. And I'm so glad that Liz told Max that she already knows he's an alien. I, just like Liz also wonder Mr. Evans connection with Mrs. Parker too. Glad Liz's wound got treated...even if it was by Mr. Evans...well maybe lol

[L-J-L 76]

So sorry for bothering you. Will you please come back and post more really soon? I can't wait to find out if Max will answer Liz's questions, What Mr. Evans knows about Liz's mom, about town full of aliens, Max keeping Liz safe and away from Sean, Liz going to another party, If Jeff knows anything. So please come back and post more really soon?


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L-J-L 76

[Morning Dreamgirl]

Do you know what you've done?? Do you???

You've got me so involved in the story that I had to log in and speak my mind. I haven't logged in since 2013. 2013!!

Shame on you.

Mezzi is alive! Yay! I'm not the only one drawn out of lurkdom because of Jo. Glad you're still around mezzi.

This is probably the hardest part for me to write feedback on so far. I absolutely freaking love it! I didn't want to think about anything, I just wanted to read it over and over.

The level of intimacy between M/L even while dealing with Philip is palpable. I think you almost broke *my* heart during the opening lines - especially when Max kissed her goodbye on the forehead. All I wanted was for him to pick her up and run away with her instead of being forced to let his father try and erase her memories. I trust that the answers are coming soon; I just wonder if Philip was sincere when he said Max could pick things back up with Liz. It would seem to be a change of heart (for lack of a better word) on Philip's part. Why later? Why not now if she doesn't remember anything? It's curious that Nancy was essentially disposed of shortly after Liz witnessed the exchange between Max and Isabel (even if she doesn't remember it - yet) and now Philip is saying that "later" Max and Liz can form a relationship. Yet he still doesn't want Liz to know things. Too bad we can't get into Philip's head. I have the feeling he knows more than Max does and more than Max thinks Philip does.

You have no idea how happy I am that no one can access Liz's mind except for Max. I guessed that might be the case after Sean tried but I wasn't quite sure. There was always the chance that he had just closed off Sean's ability to get in. This is so much more preferred! It really gives her a security that she didn't have before. I'm hoping that it means Sean will finally be told to back off as it's pointless for him to keep trying to mind warp her. I'm curious as to whether there are different bond levels. (And how much deeper their bond will develop after "good things" happen. ) Philip stated that it was a very deep bond. If the bond wasn't as deep I imagine he'd still be able to get in enough even if it did take extra effort.

But oh my gosh can you just imagine the mortification that they must have felt being asked such an personal question by Philip? How embarrassing! I'm sincerely hoping that Max doesn't get into more trouble for healing her. His reaction to Philip's discovery didn't set well with me either. I'm hoping that he's able to convince Philip that he isn't hiding anything else and Philip either heals him or allows him to heal himself. Max has obviously has been told he can't heal himself. Which brings me to the next question that's been bugging me: who is the leader? What is their political structure and where do the Evans fall into it? I have a feeling that they're pretty high up - the question is whether they're over the Carters or if they're equal but two different fractions... If that makes any sense to you.

The telepathic conversation between Max and Liz was wonderfully written. It was amazing to see a range of emotions between the two of them that was so new and yet still private (hidden from everyone else). It was the first time we've seen Max tease her without putting up a mask for her. I loved it. And the unbidden thoughts causing Max to laugh were just as well placed as the scene that Max threw at her right before breaking the connection. He's taking a risk by keeping her memories in tact but I think (given Liz's uncanny ability to get into deeper trouble the less she knows) it's a good risk. At least this way she'll be protected with knowledge until he can stick to her side like glue.

So if I have this right they can only see each other's thoughts when connected but (at least Max) to some extent can speak to each other through the bond as well as feel each other/be there for each other in a semi-state regardless of whether they're connected. It might take more concentration but it's doable. Especially once Max doesn't have to keep his walls up and Liz learns how to work the bond.

I have to say Max pulled a sneaky one there. Getting Liz to have his dad look at her wound since she wouldn't let him. Once things settle down hopefully he can fully heal her, scars and all. It was risky though to put her in a position where Philip was so close right after she had such a confrontation with him. I imagine Philip is pretty good at reading people so I'm hoping that they were able to fool him and Liz's breath hitch didn't give her away. At least this gives Liz a reason to not be hostile to Max as she was before. That whole "Thanks for having your dad look at me," thing gives Max an "opening" to ask her out that isn't suspicious. Perhaps to Isabel though. She's a bit more knowledgeable of the M/L dynamic than her parents are.

So... Another chapter? Please? I bought chocolate today. Two bars. I can send you one. (As long as you don't mind it being melted by the time it gets to you. )

[L-J-L 76]

So sorry for bothering you. Will you please come back and post more really soon? I can't wait to find out if Max will answer Liz's questions, What Mr. Evans knows about Liz's mom, about town full of aliens, Max keeping Liz safe and away from Sean, Liz going to another party, If Jeff knows anything. So please come back and post more really soon?

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L-J-L 76

[max and liz believer]

Ashley (Morning Dreamgirl) - Dear dear Ashley. I can't thank you enough for the lengthy and analyzing feedback(s).

I absolutely freaking love it! I didn't want to think about anything, I just wanted to read it over and over.

<3 <3

All I wanted was for him to pick her up and run away with her instead of being forced to let his father try and erase her memories.

If only...

I trust that the answers are coming soon

Finally, I can say "Yes" to that

Why later? Why not now if she doesn't remember anything?

Well, "later" as in after Max had erased Liz's mind. So not that much later...

It's curious that Nancy was essentially disposed of shortly after Liz witnessed the exchange between Max and Isabel (even if she doesn't remember it - yet)

Coincidence...? (which you probably won't believe, but that's all I can give you right now...)

I'm curious as to whether there are different bond levels.

Actually, yes. There are. Just within a bond there are different levels. Like when Max and Liz physically touch (i.e. getting really close in some manner) they can communicate telepathically, but the bond will be with them - in the background - even when they have distance between them.
But there's also different bonds depending on which individuals that bond. Why is Max and Liz's a strong bond - as Mr. Evans noted? Hmm... And their bond is really strong, because - as you noted - Mr. Evans should have been able to break it.

Concerning their political structure. You'll get more answers to that...later. I can't remember when

The telepathic conversation between Max and Liz was wonderfully written. It was amazing to see a range of emotions between the two of them that was so new and yet still private (hidden from everyone else). It was the first time we've seen Max tease her without putting up a mask for her. I loved it. And the unbidden thoughts causing Max to laugh were just as well placed as the scene that Max threw at her right before breaking the connection. He's taking a risk by keeping her memories in tact but I think (given Liz's uncanny ability to get into deeper trouble the less she knows) it's a good risk. At least this way she'll be protected with knowledge until he can stick to her side like glue.

Thank you! People talk about being in their own little bubble. Max and Liz can really be in a bubble like this. And Max - as you pointed out - can be more himself.

There will be more answers in the chapters after this one Thank you!!!

mezz

Do you know what you've done?? Do you???

It's 4.30 am on a week night and I'm up in the cold reading your story. I hope you're happy with yourself!!

Trying on my most embarrassed face, but I'm failing miserably. Because I'm just so happy to see you here that I don't even mind being scolded about keeping you up. Actually, my stories keeping you up and incapacitating you for work the day after is the best compliment ever. And you haven't logged on since 2013 I'm speechless - not about you not logging on, but about you doing it just so you could yell at me It's so much fun to encounter my old readers, so I really hope that you'll log on from time to time. To yell, to reflect, to compliment, whatever

By golly your characters are drawn well. Such depth. Such layers. You don't hurry the story too fast. You let them take their time and develop. And what intriguing depths to the stories there are too.

Thank you!

I'm hoping you are able to see these two stories through. I'll be very disappointed if they stay unfinished.

Well, "Lethal Whispers" is already completed, so you don't have to worry about that one. And this one; I'm having way too much fun writing it so something really big would have to happen to prevent me from finishing it. So you probably don't have to worry about "Unbreakable" either.

So officially, welcome mezzi

Helen (roswelllostcause) - You are smart to not let Mr. Evans fool you. After all, it did appear as if he invited Liz inside just so that she could see Max hurt. Who does something like that? And a father at that...
I hope you haven't gone crazy yet Thank you for the feedback!

L-J-L 76 - Yes. Max and Liz have been bonded since he healed her. That's why Liz has been having sensations of Max being with her in her room, when he (physically) wasn't. Max was probably more aware of this than Liz.
And Mr. Evans was acting like the "nice doctor"; well, the doctor that he normally is while working. He treated Liz exactly like he would a patient who is ignorant to his "gifts". But Liz - with her knowledge - has come too close and so she was seeing another side of Mr. Evans. Well, at least until Max erased her mind- *ahum* fakeerased her mind. You wondered about Sean. Unfortunately, we haven't seen the last of Sean. Thank you for the feedback and the (double ) bumps!

mela3 - I like your sporadic drop-ins to leave feedback

You kinda evil, in a great story teller way.

I'll take that as a very nice compliment Thank you!

dreamon - Thank you so much!

Carolyn (keepsmiling7) - No, don't trust Mr. Evans. He just put on his "doctor"-face because he thought that Liz didn't know his true identity any longer. Thank you for the feedback!

AlysLuv

And I'm so glad that Liz told Max that she already knows he's an alien.

Yes, even if it was a "slip of the mind", it was probably for the best that Liz told Max like that. Now he won't have many excuses left to not grant her answers to her questions... Thank you for the feedback!



From TWENTY-FOUR:

To my surprise, Mr. Evans was very gentle in cleaning and covering my wound in bandage. As he had applied the first layer of bandage, there had been a soothing feeling to the constant dull pain. Had I not been healed previously by Max, I probably wouldn’t have noticed the feeling. Or at least - I probably wouldn’t have paid it much attention. But I was positive that Max was not the only one with the ability to heal, as his father obviously had applied some alien magic to my wound. Probably just enough to facilitate the healing, without it hastening the process in a suspicious way.

I was sent home with a box of pain killers and an extra set of dressings to be changed in three days.

I desperately hoped that Max and I had been successful in fooling Dr. Evans.

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TWENTY-FIVE

“Baby, there’s someone here to see you.”

My mom was peering into my room through the door which had been left ajar. She seemed pale, an uncertain smile on her face.

I straightened and placed the book I had been reading next to me on the bed. “Who is it?”

“Dr. Evans, honey.”

Dr. Evans? I frowned. I wasn’t sick.

“And his son.” Mom turned her head and looked at someone behind her, hidden behind the semi-closed door, before looking back at me, “And Sean.”

Sean? As in Sean Carter? The quarterback?

“What do they want?” I asked, feeling nervous all of the sudden.

“We just want to talk to you,” a deep voice said calmly and the owner of that voice towered up behind my mom as he put a hand above my mom’s head to push the door open. He turned to my mom with a smile. “We’ll take it from here, Nancy.”

My mom looked incredibly pale. “Just don’t-“

“Shhh…” Sean, who had just come up behind Dr. Evans, hushed with a smirk. Placing his hands on my mother’s shoulders, he looked her intently in the eyes and said slowly, “Time for you to leave now.”

“Yes,” my mom whispered as though in a daze and blinked slowly. “Of course.”

Dr. Evans clapped his hands together, attracting my attention with a start, and I felt the pulse throb against my temples as he smiled at me. “Liz. How are you?”

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

And what did you do to my mom?

There was movement behind the middle aged man and I saw Max Evans quietly move into the room, following his father. His eyes were downcast, his shoulders slumped, as he quietly appeared to be studying the carpet of my bedroom.

“It’s time for your check-up,” Dr. Evans said naturally and goosebumps of cold fear exploded across every inch of my skin.

“My check-up?” I mumbled. I didn’t need a check-up.

I caught Sean staring at me, a smug smile growing larger and larger on his face. His eyes were piercing and ice blue.

“No need to worry,” Dr. Evans assured me, the smile still plastered on his face.

“So what are they doing here?” I looked pointedly at the two male adolescents who had entered my room. Even if I were to get a check-up, I would certainly not get one in front of my classmates.

“Educational purposes,” Dr. Evans replied calmly.

My heart missed a beat and I hated that my voice trembled as I said, “I want you to leave. You have no right to be here.”

Dr. Evans looked over at his blond apprentice and said simply, “Sean.”

“Will do, sir,” Sean replied with an easy smile.

Will do what?

Sean leisurely approached my bed, smiling like the Cheshire cat, and I scooted up against the head of the bed, the pages of the book I had been reading accidentally folding under the weight of my nervous body. That book would never look the same again.

“Jeez,” Sean mumbled as he sank down on his knees in the softness of my mattress. “Always the same reaction.”

My heart was pounding in my chest. I felt trapped. Like a wild animal having been forced into a corner with no way out. My eyes desperately flickered in Max’s direction. He was the only one in here that was not eyeing me like I was his next meal.

But unfortunately, Max wasn’t even looking at me. He seemed to want to get out of here just as badly as I did.

“Liz,” Sean coaxed and, against my better judgement, I looked over at the quarterback and got entangled in his eyes.

I kept staring at him, seeing Dr. Evans move around my bed out of the corner of my eye and Max step away from the wall he had been leaning against and following behind his father.

But I couldn’t move. Couldn’t even move my eyes to see what they were doing as they disappeared out of my range of vision. All I saw was blue. Blue eyes reflecting smugness.

“She’s getting more difficult,” Sean mumbled and my throat was itching from not being able to swallow.

“We’ll be quick,” Dr. Evans said behind me.

“Or we could just knock her out,” Sean mused, but his voice had become strained.

“No.”

That was Max. A strong and authoritative one-worded objection.

Sean shrugged. “It would be much easier, man.”

“I can’t examine her if she’s unconscious,” Dr. Evans said lowly behind me.

“Right,” Sean grumbled, the smug slowly fading from his face.

Someone was touching my left arm, skimming his fingers around my elbow and up to my shoulder, and my body reacted by creating goosebumps of aversion.

“No glow,” Dr. Evans stated.

“I don’t mean to be rude, sir,” Sean whispered and through my drying eyes I could see a droplet of sweat travel down his forehead while his cheeks flustered with effort, “but could you hurry up? She’s fighting me.”

“This can’t be rushed, Sean,” Dr. Evans said impatiently. “It’s your task to find a solution to your problem. That’s why you’re here. To learn.”

“Why isn’t Max doing anything?” Sean’s voice was annoyed and my body struggled to react to the hand that was suddenly placed against my forehead. I felt a small tremble run through me, which gave me hope that my mind was regaining control over my body. I desperately hung onto that feeling, hoping that it would lead me out of my stagnant state.

“That is not his task,” Dr. Evans answered, his voice distracted. “Don’t insult your own intelligence.” He sighed, his breath fanning out over my cheek and nausea built in my throat. “Now. I need her eyes.”

If I’d been able to react, I probably would have rolled off the bed and run screaming out of the room. Considering that they seemed to be able to control my body and slow down my thinking, they probably wouldn’t have any problems removing my eyes.

“Careful,” Dr. Evans warned, just before Sean blinked, breath flowing into my lungs, before my head was ripped to the side by a rough touch to my chin and my eyes connected with the brown eyes of Dr. Evans.

I felt something flutter against my forehead, like some insect was trying to go through my skull. So, naturally, I pushed back.

I registered the complete surprise on Dr. Evans’ face before I realized that I was free.

The scream came tumbling up my dry throat and as a result ended in a pitiful croak. “Noooo!”

Strong hands grabbed my arms as I struggled backwards, searching for my voice to scream for help. The back of my head collided with the wall with a loud thump, but the sound was drowned out by the angry cries from Sean and Dr. Evans as they fought to restrain my struggling body.

“Let her be!”

Max’s voice cut through the commotion, but I didn’t dare to listen to it, as the hands left my body on Max’s command and I tried to organize my limbs enough to find a way off the bed, out of the corner into which they had pushed me.

“Well?” Dr. Evans drawled, sounding out of breath.

My curiosity made me grow momentarily still and look up. To see what was happening. To see who Dr. Evans was addressing.

My eyes were so dry from not blinking that my vision was blurry, reducing my ridiculous odds at escaping even further, but I could see his face through the blur.

“Hey,” he said quietly, taking a cautious step towards me, treating me like the wild animal I felt like. He held his hands out in front of him and added in a gentle whisper, “It’s okay.”

“Stay away,” I whispered back, the words scratching against my dry throat.

“I’m not gonna hurt you,” he pleaded and I thought I saw sadness in his eyes. Regret.

“Stay away,” I repeated, whipping my head towards the door, trying to assess how to get out of here. But Sean was on my right side and Dr. Evans on my left. And in front of me was Max.

There was no way out.

I looked at Max, considered that he seemed like a reluctant participant from the start, but immediately questioned if this was some kind of ‘Good Cop/Bad Cop’-routine and that he was only playing a part. I couldn’t trust him, I couldn’t-

“Oh, fuck this,” Sean sighed and before I had time to react he had grabbed me and pressed my back into the mattress.

I heard Max’s cry of protest in the background, but all I saw was Sean’s eyes, one inch from mine, as I once again lost the right to my own will power. My arm was painfully extended and I felt something sharp prick the inside of my elbow.

Max’s voice was sharp behind Sean, “Get off her!”, but this time, no one paid him any attention.

“This has always been your weakness,” Dr. Evans mumbled. “You care too much, son. She’ll be fine. Can’t you see that she’s fine? She won’t remember any of this.”

“It doesn’t matter. You don’t have to treat her like that. I could have asked her, talked to her.”

“We don’t have all night,” Sean said, a drop of saliva falling on my lips as he enunciated the ’t’ in ’night’. And my stomach wanted to turn inside out. But it couldn’t.

“It will all be over soon,” Dr. Evans mumbled vaguely.



I bolted upright, my heart hammering in my chest, my fingers cramping around the duvet.

“Another nightmare?”

If my breath hadn’t already been halted in my throat, I would have screamed. Blind fear shot through me as I snapped my head towards the voice, my eyes landing on a still figure standing in the darkest corner of my room.

I gasped, instinctively pushing back up against the wall.

No! No more experiments! No more tests!

But then he leaned forward, slowly bringing himself out of the darkness, and the soft white light of the moon fell on the side of his face, illuminating his familiar features.

“Oh my God,” I sobbed, my feelings snapping and breaking all around me.

His presence from my dream was still too prevalent, too fresh in my mind. It had seemed so real. Too real. Making me wonder if it had been a memory. Another one of the type of visit that I had seen from Max’s memory when he had healed me.

“Sorry,” he grumbled, his solemn eyes large and dark in the night. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”

“What are you doing here?” My breath caught and stumbled on another sob.

God, I was a wreck.

Max reflected back how I must look. There was uncertainty in the way he held his body and insecure fear in the thinness of his lips.

He didn’t move from his corner, though, standing tall and awkward in the shadows, his eyes bright in their search of my face. His inactivity ripped through me, laboring the sobs, worsening the trembles, and desolately, I wrapped my arms around my middle, pressing against the bandage applied by Mr. Evans.

“You wanted to talk,” he whispered, his voice distant as he reminded me of the obvious.

Not just his voice was distant, he was distant. I had grown accustomed to him frequently touching me, leaning in close, whispering suggestions into my ears… This was new. This was cold. Lonely.

“Yeah,” I sniffled, brushing back my damp hair from my face.

I was momentarily distracted by my own appearance. I was only wearing a T-shirt, my whole body was covered in sweat, my eyes were probably red from crying and I really really needed to blow my nose.

And over in the corner of my bedroom was Max - tall, collected, dark and beautiful.

I shrunk back into myself, pulling the duvet up to my chin.

He watched my quietly, which brought my emotions to confusing levels, before he pushed off the wall on which he had been leaning and crossed the room, moving towards the door.

Panic seized me - out of nowhere - and my arm stretched out in the empty air.

“Don’t leave,” I pleaded tearfully, on the brink of emotional collapse.

He halted, paused for a second, before turning his head to look straight at me. Warmth brushed the lining of my heart and some part of me immediately relaxed. His arm closed the distance between our hands, his much larger hand squeezing my warm one gently, causing goosebumps to spread up my arm, and he gave me a crooked soft smile.

“I’ll be right back.”

I bit my bottom lip to prevent myself from crying even more than I already was and nodded my wordless understanding.

As soon as he exited the room, I rolled out of bed, quickly pulled out the drawer on my nightstand and found a box of Kleenex. I blew my nose, wiped my whole face dry of tears and sweat, and hurried back in bed so that Max wouldn’t see my bare legs.

He was quiet as a mouse as he pushed the door opened just a minute later. I probably didn’t have to worry that he might alert my dad to his unannounced visit, he was too quiet and fluid in his movements.

Like a professional burglar…

He had brought me a glass of water. I felt my fears at his distance immediately calm as he offered the cold glass to me. “Here. Drink.”

“Thanks,” I mumbled, taking the glass and rather greedily gulping the water down.

He was standing over me, his body about a feet from my bed, and I could hear every breath he took as I finished the tall glass of water.

“More?” he asked and to my relief there was humor in his eyes as I looked up at him.

I rolled my eyes. “No, I’m fine.” I had been thirsty, okay?

He offered to take the glass away and I gave it to him, while licking the last droplets of water off my lips. His eyes were on my face, straying to my mouth, making me stop my movements. There was a stretch of time between us, before he took a deep breath, separated our gazes and turned to place the empty glass on the desk behind him.

“So,” he mumbled, turning back again. He raked nervous hands through his hair and leaned back against the desk - putting space between us again. “What do you want to know?”

I supplied him with an incredulously raised eyebrow. What didn’t I want to know?

His lips twitched in a tempted smile, as he seemed to understand my unspoken question. “Right. Fire away, Ms. Parker.”

Where should I start? I had so many questions. And looking at Max now, although he was obviously nervous and apprehensive, he seemed to mean it this time. He was actually going to answer my questions.

The most natural place to start, though, seemed to be, “Why is my mom dead?”


TBC...

And I promise; you'll finally get some answers in the next chapter(s)
Thank you so much for reading! <3
- Jo

[Morning Dreamgirl]

Yay! New part! Not that I'm addicted or anything...

Off to read.

[max and liz believer]

Yay! New part! Not that I'm addicted or anything...

I'm glad you're not. Addiction is a terrible thing

[Roswelllostcause]

What the heck has Dr. Evans been doing to Liz all these years? There has to be a reason! I really think that Max has felt some kind of guilt over what has happened to her. Sean has just always been an ass! I really hope that Max tells Liz everything. She really does need to know what is going on in her life and what really happened to her mom!


Standing on the edge of Crazy Town waiting for more!

Helen

[L-J-L 76]

Great Chapter!!!! Please please please please please please please please please please come back and post more really really really really soon? I can't wait to read what will happen next for Max and Liz. So Mr. Evans, Sean and Max have been home visiting Liz since she was a little girl. Now that is strange. I didn't like how Sean used his powers on Nancy and Liz. Sean and Mr. Evans are major assholes. It seemed Max's way would have been better for Liz and Nancy. I'm glad that Liz was fighting Sean. I hope Liz will keep fighting against Sean and Mr. Evans. I'm so glad that Max is finally going to answer all the questions Liz has. Hopefully the answers will be helpful. Why has Mr. Evans, Max and Sean been coming to Liz's house for a check up? What kind of Check up as Mr. Evans been giving Liz? What has Mr. Evans, Max and Sean been doing to Liz? Will Max answer Liz's questions truthfully? Will Liz like the answers? Will Liz tell Max about her dream? Will Max tell Liz the truth about her mom? Liz ask about town of Aliens? Is Liz an alien? Will Max stay with Liz? Will Max protect Liz from Sean? Will Sean try and hurt Liz? Will Sean get close to Liz? Will Max stop Sean from hurting Liz? Will Liz ask Max about his family? Will Liz ask about Sean, Sean's father? Will Liz ask why he gets hurt? Will Max and Liz become close? Will Max and Liz hang out? Will Max and Liz kiss? Will Max save Liz from Sean, Mr. Evans and Sean's father? How will Max save Liz? Will Liz keep faking she was mind wrap by Max? Will Sean know? Will Mr. Evans find out the truth? What will Mr. Evans do when he does? Will Max and Liz become close? Is Roswell full of Aliens? Is Liz safe? Will Max and Liz kiss? Will Liz go to anymore parties? Will Max be there to save Liz? Will Sean try his tricks on Liz? Will Liz fall for Sean's tricks? Will Max be able to keep Liz safe from Sean, Mr. Evans, Sean's father? Will Max and Liz have a life together? Will Max and Liz have a happy ending together? So sorry for all the questions but I was just wondering. Please please please please please please please please please please come back and post more really really really really soon? I can't wait to find out what Max will tell Liz.

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