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"Ria?" she questions as her head shoots up from the pillows.
"what if we meet and they hate me!...they probably have perfect lives and dont even know im alive ..they probably didn't even miss me!" her piercing blue eyes flood with tears and my heart breaks for her. I know how it feels to be alone. I wish I could ease her fears to make the pain cease, but I don't know how.
"Ria , what if they find out what im like, what i saw and let him do....they'll hate me i know it!" she wails as I walk over and do something I've never done. I embrace her for a tight hug. Isabel and Kyle are the only people who have ever 'hugged' me, but I never intiated it. I had to be a Stonewall. Regardless of what I may feel, but with Tess I can't hold back. She needs support and if it kills me thats what I'm going to give her.
"They won't hate you. They'll be thrilled to find someone else like them. I've seen things out OF Michael's head. Yeah, weird aI know ,but it was like these flashes of images and one that kept popping up was of all these questions he has about who he is. You can provide the answers to those questions." I take a deep breath and move my hand comforting over her blonde curls.
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~~~~~MAX (nightmare - still unconscious) ~~~~~
"I hate you Max"
I look at her. "No you don't mean it..."
She walked over and laughed. "Yes I do...I remember....I remember everything....I never loved you...how could I! Your a loser!"
I shake my head, my heart shattering.
"Liz you don't mean it...Liz please"
Michael suddenly appears.
"You were a test" he says in a monotonous voice. "And now we have no use for you...prepare the probe"
"No...No....please don't....no....Liz help me! LIZ!
"Liz!!!" the strange boy on the couch screams. He must be having a nightmare. One about Michael's sister? Uh... I wonder if he knows. Only one way yo find out.
"I'm going to make sure the heavily intoxicated guy crashing on the sofa is alright. I'll be right back." I promise her as I make my way out the door.
"Um... Can I get you a glass of water or something?" I question hoping that its just a big coincidence.
Love is not finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.Looking for a little magic?Practical Enchantment
~~~~~MAX~~~~~
Jerking awake I open my eyes.
I moan and shut my eyes again...God what the hell...
It feels like someones smashing me repeatedly over the head with a shovel... "Um... Can I get you a glass of water or something?"
Huh?
I open my eyes slightly and see a blonde.
"Shh" I whisper at the loudness of her voice.
"Where am I?" I whisper.
Then I vagely remember Tess...
"Tess..."
I look up...I don't recognise her.
"Who are you?"
"Shh" he says the pain evident in his strained voice."Where am I?" he whispers into the darkness. Apparently it dawns on him.
"Tess..." His eyes meet mine and I can tell he's more than a little confused. "Who are you?"
"I'm Maria. Tess's new House mate. You were screaming in your sleep. You kept yelling for Liz. I wasn't trying to pry. I just thought maybe I could get you something."
I know I've seen this guy somewhere before. But where? At the Crash perhaps.
Love is not finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.Looking for a little magic?Practical Enchantment
~~~~~MAX~~~~~ "I'm Maria. Tess's new House mate. You were screaming in your sleep. You kept yelling for Liz. I wasn't trying to pry. I just thought maybe I could get you something."
I sigh. Liz...God Liz...
"Its ok...I can get...."
I try to get up but moving makes my head spin.
I groan and move back again.
"On second thoughts....do you mind?" I whisper. "A glass of water would be great."
She must think Im a real lightweight.
"Erm...I had...rather a lot to drink..."
It dawns on me the way she said Liz...did she know her?
"Do you....know Liz?" I ask.
"Do you....know Liz?" he questions. The living room and kitchen are connected so I can talk to him while I retrieve his beverage. Bringing him some water I give him a hopefully comforting smile.
"Yeah, kind of. We shared a really odd conversation in her bed one time." I answer without thinking about it. The look on the guys face had me almost crack up.
"What I meant was... she let me stay at her house the other night and since she was practically a stranger we could tell each other things you can't tell the people who love you."
Taking a seat in the chair across from him I smile easily as the memory of that next morning enters my mind. Michael looked so cute with his hair all messed up.
"Anyways, so I kind of met her through her brother. We are sort of...."
What the hell do you call what we are doing?
"Hanging out?" I shake my head. Thats the best I can come up with.
Love is not finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.Looking for a little magic?Practical Enchantment
"They won't hate you. They'll be thrilled to find someone else like them. I've seen things out OF Michael's head. Yeah, weird aI know ,but it was like these flashes of images and one that kept popping up was of all these questions he has about who he is. You can provide the answers to those questions."
Ria hugs me, wow someone just hugged me..my tears slowly ease off when max scream out and Ria goes to check up on him. wiping my eyes i follow after her.
"Anyways, so I kind of met her through her brother. We are sort of...."
"Hanging out?"
i take a seat on the bar stool next to the kitchen counter. my face is all puffy...i hate that.
"so isee yous have met....max, ria..ria,max...max attempted to break in last night thinking he lived here..scared the crap out of me, thanks again for that" i say dryly.
"max knows what liz is, ria"
"Ria knows what iam.."im not impressed with max, he made me cry and people who make me cry dont get sympathy even though he has a really bad hang over....i bite my lip fudge, im not a hard core bitch god how i wish i was!
i walk over to the couch and place my hand on max's head ,healing a little of the throbbi-ness, i cant heal it all because im not the healer but i can heal a little bit..enough to just make sitting up possible
~~~~~max~~~~~~
Tess walks over and puts her hand to my head...
And the pain lessens. I look at her.
"Holy...theres more of them...you..."
I sit up slightly.
"...Your not gonna...get the probe out now are you..."
Then I realise that was a nightmare.
I shake my head. "Sorry...nightmare..."
I watch as she cries more, silently this time, and I feel like I can't do anything to help her. And that bothers me.
"Come here," I say, then pull her into a hug. "We don't need to deal with anything right now, okay? Just relax." I'm not used to being so...brotherly, but obviously I should have been; maybe none of this would have happened if I was nicer to her all the time.
