~*~* Kyle ~*~*
It's been quite a while since I've been wandering the streets of Roswell. When I look up, I realize that I'm back at the Crashdown. I snort in surprise. I kinda knew I'd end up here.
Sighing I turn and decide to head home. Then I pause. I'm not the only one who's hurting right now. I realize. My gaze travels to the alley and towards Liz's balcony. She must be shattered right now.
Should I...? I wonder. Should I go to her? I know more than anything that she needs a friend. And I really doubt Maria would be around right now.
Finally making up my mind I head to the ladder that leads to her balcony and quickly climb up. I briefly wonder how many times Max used this to go see her privately but I push that aside. Right now I'm here for Liz. Once I'm up, I swing inside and head to her window. I can see her lying on the bed, and even though I can't see her face, I know instantly just how bad things really are.
Just the thought of Liz in tears makes me furious at Max. Why does he keep doing this to her? I rap softly on the window to get her attention. I won't enter if she doesn't want me to. Just because we pretended to sleep together does not give me any right to barge in. Speaking of which, I need to ask her what that was really about. I can't help wondering if there was a reason she pushed Max away like that...
Hearing my knock, Liz turns to me and my hearts goes out to her when I see her hurt features.
"Hey Liz." I say with a soft smile. "Just though youmight need some company."
~*~* End Kyle ~*~*
A Baby Story (AU, ?C Teen) *Need Kyle, Isabel, Michael*
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<center>There are endings and beginnings and then there are Crossroads; and, somehow, in the end all that's left are Pieces Of A Dream</center>
*MAX*
I lean against the wall outside of Liz’s bedroom next to the window, listening to the short conversation between Liz and her mom inside. In a moment, her mom leaves and I know I could go back inside. I could let her tell me what she was going to say.
Except, that I can’t.
How can I bear to look into her eyes again, and see her so broken, knowing that I’m the one who hurt her? Tears burn in my own eyes, threatening to fall down my cheeks. I look up at the starry sky, wishing it would rain, then I could cry and nobody would see.
I take a deep breath that’s half sob, and push myself away from the wall. I walk across Liz’s balcony for probably the last time and climb down the fire escape. I shove my hands in my pockets and trudge around the building to the storefront.
As I get to the door, I look back and see Kyle heading for the alley. There’s no reason for him to be going that way that I can think of, except to go back up where I’ve just been. That should make me feel angry, or jealous, or maybe even thankful that she'll have a friend to help her. But I can't feel anything except a numb acceptance and an incredible weariness. It feels almost as 'though I've been physically beaten, although that would actually be easier to bear than this pain.
The restaurant is locked but I open the door with my powers. Inside, Tess is sitting silently with Michael, Maria and Isabel. The three of them look angry. This is not something Tess needs just now. Or me, either. I collect my share of the dark looks as I come in.
Tess looks up and moves over on the bench. I slide in next to her. I want to reach out to Tess. I know how much she’s hurting. But right now, I’m still too wrapped up in what just happened with Liz. I lean forward, dejectedly, resting my chin on my hands. Tess leans over, putting her arm around my back, resting her head against my shoulder. I close my eyes, accepting her silent support.
"This, I don't need to see!" Maria announces. She gets up and stalks out of the restaurant.
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Yeah, I used Maria. Sorry. But I don't know if we still have a Maria, and I really don't think she'd stay for that. I think the other two might leave, too. If our Maria is still around and wants something different, let me know and I'll edit.
I lean against the wall outside of Liz’s bedroom next to the window, listening to the short conversation between Liz and her mom inside. In a moment, her mom leaves and I know I could go back inside. I could let her tell me what she was going to say.
Except, that I can’t.
How can I bear to look into her eyes again, and see her so broken, knowing that I’m the one who hurt her? Tears burn in my own eyes, threatening to fall down my cheeks. I look up at the starry sky, wishing it would rain, then I could cry and nobody would see.
I take a deep breath that’s half sob, and push myself away from the wall. I walk across Liz’s balcony for probably the last time and climb down the fire escape. I shove my hands in my pockets and trudge around the building to the storefront.
As I get to the door, I look back and see Kyle heading for the alley. There’s no reason for him to be going that way that I can think of, except to go back up where I’ve just been. That should make me feel angry, or jealous, or maybe even thankful that she'll have a friend to help her. But I can't feel anything except a numb acceptance and an incredible weariness. It feels almost as 'though I've been physically beaten, although that would actually be easier to bear than this pain.
The restaurant is locked but I open the door with my powers. Inside, Tess is sitting silently with Michael, Maria and Isabel. The three of them look angry. This is not something Tess needs just now. Or me, either. I collect my share of the dark looks as I come in.
Tess looks up and moves over on the bench. I slide in next to her. I want to reach out to Tess. I know how much she’s hurting. But right now, I’m still too wrapped up in what just happened with Liz. I lean forward, dejectedly, resting my chin on my hands. Tess leans over, putting her arm around my back, resting her head against my shoulder. I close my eyes, accepting her silent support.
"This, I don't need to see!" Maria announces. She gets up and stalks out of the restaurant.
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Yeah, I used Maria. Sorry. But I don't know if we still have a Maria, and I really don't think she'd stay for that. I think the other two might leave, too. If our Maria is still around and wants something different, let me know and I'll edit.
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Sorry the post has been so long in coming. The short of it is that I had a really rocky patch....some things sparked memories and everything spiraled downhill from there, doing the whole depressed not crawling out of bed thing. I'm still pretty screwed up, so I'm sorry if this is too short, or really sucks.
~Tess~
I wrap my arm around Max's waist and lean my head against his shoulder. He doesn't push me away, so I know things must've gone really bad with Liz and that they didn't somehow reconcile.
I lean up and kiss his temple. I know how he feels. I feel it too. It's liek you ripped out your own heart and did a little dance on it. "That bad, huh?" I ask him jsut to break the silence. And because let's face it. I'm curious. How exactly did it go?
"Kyle took it pretty well," I add softly. Because he had. He had taken it with some confusion and some anger, but I couldn't expect less. But what I secretly wanted to happen hadn't. You couldn't ask for everything though. Especially not and expect to get it.
I gave him a small forced smile as I brushed his bangs out fo his eyes,"It'll be okay. With time."
~Tess~
I wrap my arm around Max's waist and lean my head against his shoulder. He doesn't push me away, so I know things must've gone really bad with Liz and that they didn't somehow reconcile.
I lean up and kiss his temple. I know how he feels. I feel it too. It's liek you ripped out your own heart and did a little dance on it. "That bad, huh?" I ask him jsut to break the silence. And because let's face it. I'm curious. How exactly did it go?
"Kyle took it pretty well," I add softly. Because he had. He had taken it with some confusion and some anger, but I couldn't expect less. But what I secretly wanted to happen hadn't. You couldn't ask for everything though. Especially not and expect to get it.
I gave him a small forced smile as I brushed his bangs out fo his eyes,"It'll be okay. With time."
*MAX*
"It'll be okay. With time," Tess says, and I manage to nod. I know it will be okay. I promised Tess that, already. That somehow, we’d find a way through this. I just wish it didn’t have to hurt so much along the way.
She says Kyle took it well. I’m not sure what to make of that. I hadn’t really understood what their relationship was. Yeah, he took her to the Prom, but she was still after me at that time, so I didn’t really think it was anything more than a ‘brother’ kind of thing. But even as a brother, if he took it well, if he didn’t hurt her, maybe even offered support, then that would be something.
It sure beats the angry silence and icy glares I’m getting from Isabel.
I’m definitely not looking forward to sharing the news with Mom and Dad and Sheriff Valenti.
But Tess was asking about Liz. What can I tell her? Liz was already so worked up over Alex and Kyle, there was no way it would have gone well. Who am I kidding? Even if the conditions were ideal, it couldn’t have gone well.
“It was bad,” I say at last. “Even worse than I expected.” I’ll remember this day for always. The look on her face. She didn’t deserve this. No matter what she’d done to me, all the misery I’d been through, she’d never deserve to be hurt like that.
"It'll be okay. With time," Tess says, and I manage to nod. I know it will be okay. I promised Tess that, already. That somehow, we’d find a way through this. I just wish it didn’t have to hurt so much along the way.
She says Kyle took it well. I’m not sure what to make of that. I hadn’t really understood what their relationship was. Yeah, he took her to the Prom, but she was still after me at that time, so I didn’t really think it was anything more than a ‘brother’ kind of thing. But even as a brother, if he took it well, if he didn’t hurt her, maybe even offered support, then that would be something.
It sure beats the angry silence and icy glares I’m getting from Isabel.
I’m definitely not looking forward to sharing the news with Mom and Dad and Sheriff Valenti.
But Tess was asking about Liz. What can I tell her? Liz was already so worked up over Alex and Kyle, there was no way it would have gone well. Who am I kidding? Even if the conditions were ideal, it couldn’t have gone well.
“It was bad,” I say at last. “Even worse than I expected.” I’ll remember this day for always. The look on her face. She didn’t deserve this. No matter what she’d done to me, all the misery I’d been through, she’d never deserve to be hurt like that.
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~Tess~
When I hear his response I sigh deeply. He has got to be dying on the inside. Despite how strong he's being in his silence, he's got to be falling apart. I know he's falling apart. I pull him closer to me, offering support. "I'm sorry," I whisper to him softly. I'm sorry to see him hurting like this.
I don't know we should do now. WHere do we go from here? But i know that Max can't be burdened with these questions right now. "Maybe we should go," I say softly to him, since we're surrounded by people who are doing nothing but looking down their noses at us.
When I hear his response I sigh deeply. He has got to be dying on the inside. Despite how strong he's being in his silence, he's got to be falling apart. I know he's falling apart. I pull him closer to me, offering support. "I'm sorry," I whisper to him softly. I'm sorry to see him hurting like this.
I don't know we should do now. WHere do we go from here? But i know that Max can't be burdened with these questions right now. "Maybe we should go," I say softly to him, since we're surrounded by people who are doing nothing but looking down their noses at us.
I've talked to our "Isabel." She has been unable to post and won't be able to post for quite a while. She apologises for this, and has given me permission to use her character in this RP until she gets back. I don't know what we'll do for Michael and Maria...
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*MAX*
Tess’ arms around me feel wonderful. There are no words for how much I appreciate her support. I know she’s never liked Liz. I don’t think she’s ever understood how much I’ve loved Liz. But she’s here now, trying to help, when she’s the one who should be looking for support. I put my hand over hers, and give her a squeeze back.
“Maybe we should go,” she says.
I nod. I’m sure Mrs. Parker will be down in a little while, wondering why we’re still here if Liz is up in bed. “Yeah. The Parkers have to open early. We should be on our way.”
I slide out of the booth, and Tess follows me. I look over at Isabel, “Uh, please don’t mention this to Mom and Dad yet. I want to tell them myself. Okay?”
Isabel’s gaze softens a bit and she nods. Her frown looks almost gentle. “Okay, Max,” she says. “But you better tell them soon.”
I take Tess’ hand and lead her out of the restaurant. We stand there on the sidewalk for a moment, unsure of where to go. I see Michael and Isabel inside, exchanging glances. Then they get up as well, heading for the door. Michael stops to lock up, and I look down into Tess’ eyes. It’s after ten o’clock, already, but the job isn’t finished yet.
“I guess we better go tell Sheriff Valenti before Kyle does.”
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*MAX*
Tess’ arms around me feel wonderful. There are no words for how much I appreciate her support. I know she’s never liked Liz. I don’t think she’s ever understood how much I’ve loved Liz. But she’s here now, trying to help, when she’s the one who should be looking for support. I put my hand over hers, and give her a squeeze back.
“Maybe we should go,” she says.
I nod. I’m sure Mrs. Parker will be down in a little while, wondering why we’re still here if Liz is up in bed. “Yeah. The Parkers have to open early. We should be on our way.”
I slide out of the booth, and Tess follows me. I look over at Isabel, “Uh, please don’t mention this to Mom and Dad yet. I want to tell them myself. Okay?”
Isabel’s gaze softens a bit and she nods. Her frown looks almost gentle. “Okay, Max,” she says. “But you better tell them soon.”
I take Tess’ hand and lead her out of the restaurant. We stand there on the sidewalk for a moment, unsure of where to go. I see Michael and Isabel inside, exchanging glances. Then they get up as well, heading for the door. Michael stops to lock up, and I look down into Tess’ eyes. It’s after ten o’clock, already, but the job isn’t finished yet.
“I guess we better go tell Sheriff Valenti before Kyle does.”
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~Tess~
My heart plummets when Max says that he figures we should go and tell the Sherrif before the others do. I nod slowly. I never really thought about having to tell him. I mean it should ahve crossed my mind, but it didn't. And now the nervousness is kicking in all over again. Jim's like a father to me. HE'll be so dissappointed. But I think he'll be on our side. I think he'll want us to be healthy and happy. But nobody's really happy in this scenario.
I squeeze his hand and look to Max for some sort of comfort. And wonder if I canreally do this. But it'd be better for Jim to ehar it from us than his son becuase I was too scared to say anything. And at this moment, I wish Kyle was ehre too. He'd probably be able to difuse a situation, should one arise. I'd feel stronger. Just like I'm sure when we talk to Max's parents he'll be wishing Liz was there because she provides just the right kidn of silent support he needs.
"Let's do it," I answer verbally finally as we begin walking. I take a deep breath. This si probably the hardest thing I've ever ahd to do. And I know that when the shoe is on the toher foot it'll be the hardest thing Max ahs ever had to do too. And I want to be there for him, eventhough I think he'll tell me not to worry about it, to shelter me from the pain. "So when do you want us to tell your folks? Tonight? Tomorrow?" I look up at him, waiting for an answer.
My heart plummets when Max says that he figures we should go and tell the Sherrif before the others do. I nod slowly. I never really thought about having to tell him. I mean it should ahve crossed my mind, but it didn't. And now the nervousness is kicking in all over again. Jim's like a father to me. HE'll be so dissappointed. But I think he'll be on our side. I think he'll want us to be healthy and happy. But nobody's really happy in this scenario.
I squeeze his hand and look to Max for some sort of comfort. And wonder if I canreally do this. But it'd be better for Jim to ehar it from us than his son becuase I was too scared to say anything. And at this moment, I wish Kyle was ehre too. He'd probably be able to difuse a situation, should one arise. I'd feel stronger. Just like I'm sure when we talk to Max's parents he'll be wishing Liz was there because she provides just the right kidn of silent support he needs.
"Let's do it," I answer verbally finally as we begin walking. I take a deep breath. This si probably the hardest thing I've ever ahd to do. And I know that when the shoe is on the toher foot it'll be the hardest thing Max ahs ever had to do too. And I want to be there for him, eventhough I think he'll tell me not to worry about it, to shelter me from the pain. "So when do you want us to tell your folks? Tonight? Tomorrow?" I look up at him, waiting for an answer.
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*MAX*
Tess agrees so we start heading down the street to my jeep. I’d really hoped she’d tell me that we had time. That Kyle had already agreed not to tell yet. I’m still feeling pretty battered and I really don’t want to have to go through this again tonight, but I do want to be sure the sheriff hears it from me, not Kyle.
"So when do you want us to tell your folks? Tonight? Tomorrow?" Tess asks.
“Tomorrow,” I tell her, taking her hand. “It’ll be too late at night by the time we’re done with Valenti,” I tell her. “Isabel has promised to keep it to herself for now, so we should be okay, there. We’ll do it right after Dad gets home.” I’m pleased and relieved that Tess wants to be there. It should help, I think.
We take a few more steps in silence, as I contemplate both these conversations. Valenti has been like a surrogate father for Tess in these last five months since Nacedo died. It’s not like Mom and Dad who have been raising me and Isabel for over eleven years. Still, Valenti’s knows the whole truth and that might make it harder. He knows I’m supposed to be some sort of king, and this is definitely not the result of kingly behavior. Lack of foresight. Poor planning. No control. No, he’s not going to be impressed. And he'll be right.
My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of someone in heels hurrying behind us. I pause and turn, as Isabel catches up. “Isabel?” I say as she stops, wondering what she wants. A ride home, perhaps? We did arrive together.
“Michael is giving me a lift home.” She says after a moment. She looks around, a little nervously. “Look Max, I’m sorry. I know this has to be hard on both of you and I shouldn’t be making it harder. It’s just that…”
“I know,” I nod when she doesn’t seem to be able to find the right words. I don’t really know which of the many issues she was about to mention, but I do understand. Just the fact that she’s here means so much after all that stony silence.
“Okay,” she says. “I’ll talk to you at home, after you drop Tess off.”
“I might be a while. We’re planning on telling Valenti about this tonight.”
Isabel looks surprised. I’m sure she’s wondering why he gets to hear it first, but she doesn’t ask. “Oh. Well, whenever then. Let me know when you get home.”
“Sure,” I tell her.
“Bye Tess,” she says as she turns and heads back to the Crashdown and Michael.
I give Tess’ hand a squeeze as we approach the jeep. “Well, let’s go, then.”
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*MAX*
Tess agrees so we start heading down the street to my jeep. I’d really hoped she’d tell me that we had time. That Kyle had already agreed not to tell yet. I’m still feeling pretty battered and I really don’t want to have to go through this again tonight, but I do want to be sure the sheriff hears it from me, not Kyle.
"So when do you want us to tell your folks? Tonight? Tomorrow?" Tess asks.
“Tomorrow,” I tell her, taking her hand. “It’ll be too late at night by the time we’re done with Valenti,” I tell her. “Isabel has promised to keep it to herself for now, so we should be okay, there. We’ll do it right after Dad gets home.” I’m pleased and relieved that Tess wants to be there. It should help, I think.
We take a few more steps in silence, as I contemplate both these conversations. Valenti has been like a surrogate father for Tess in these last five months since Nacedo died. It’s not like Mom and Dad who have been raising me and Isabel for over eleven years. Still, Valenti’s knows the whole truth and that might make it harder. He knows I’m supposed to be some sort of king, and this is definitely not the result of kingly behavior. Lack of foresight. Poor planning. No control. No, he’s not going to be impressed. And he'll be right.
My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of someone in heels hurrying behind us. I pause and turn, as Isabel catches up. “Isabel?” I say as she stops, wondering what she wants. A ride home, perhaps? We did arrive together.
“Michael is giving me a lift home.” She says after a moment. She looks around, a little nervously. “Look Max, I’m sorry. I know this has to be hard on both of you and I shouldn’t be making it harder. It’s just that…”
“I know,” I nod when she doesn’t seem to be able to find the right words. I don’t really know which of the many issues she was about to mention, but I do understand. Just the fact that she’s here means so much after all that stony silence.
“Okay,” she says. “I’ll talk to you at home, after you drop Tess off.”
“I might be a while. We’re planning on telling Valenti about this tonight.”
Isabel looks surprised. I’m sure she’s wondering why he gets to hear it first, but she doesn’t ask. “Oh. Well, whenever then. Let me know when you get home.”
“Sure,” I tell her.
“Bye Tess,” she says as she turns and heads back to the Crashdown and Michael.
I give Tess’ hand a squeeze as we approach the jeep. “Well, let’s go, then.”
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~*~* Kyle ~*~*
I knock again lightly when I get no response from Liz. Wither she’s ignoring me or she’s just blanked out. “Liz?” I say again, this time more hesitant. I don’t want to intrude. “If you don’t want to talk, I can leave.”
~*~* End Kyle ~*~*
I knock again lightly when I get no response from Liz. Wither she’s ignoring me or she’s just blanked out. “Liz?” I say again, this time more hesitant. I don’t want to intrude. “If you don’t want to talk, I can leave.”
~*~* End Kyle ~*~*
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~Tess~
"Bye Isabel," I call after ehr as she heads over to Michael's bike. She was upset, but well not as bad as Maria, or as Michael seems to be. I cringe inwardly at all the discord one small action between Max and I ahs caused. Maybe if I hadn't been so hell bent on it in the first place. But too late for that now.
I nod as he says we should go then and climb up into the jeep. I wodner how Valenti will react. I know he'll be dissappointed, but I hope he'll also be supportive.
I squeeze max's ahdn and give him a small smile. I can't even explain how glad I am that he'll let me go with him to tell his parents. That he isn't going to insist on doing it alone.
"Bye Isabel," I call after ehr as she heads over to Michael's bike. She was upset, but well not as bad as Maria, or as Michael seems to be. I cringe inwardly at all the discord one small action between Max and I ahs caused. Maybe if I hadn't been so hell bent on it in the first place. But too late for that now.
I nod as he says we should go then and climb up into the jeep. I wodner how Valenti will react. I know he'll be dissappointed, but I hope he'll also be supportive.
I squeeze max's ahdn and give him a small smile. I can't even explain how glad I am that he'll let me go with him to tell his parents. That he isn't going to insist on doing it alone.