Re: Relentless Obsession (AU,L/M,Adult) chpt 11 10/21/08
Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2008 7:18 pm
darkmoon:
omg d. I love how you hinted that I should move this to the UC board and bring Zan in!
You are just the best sweetie!
thank you so much for being here!
garcia88: kris thank you so much for your incredible fb! I really appreciate all the wonderful things you always say about my stories! Thank you for being so supportive!
thanks for the bump too!
dreamer19: Wow Getting a complement from you means so much to me K. thank you so much! I really appreciate you taking the time to tell me how you feel!
Natalie36: I'm happy that you feel for him too. Thanks so much Natalie!
destinyc: sorry destiny
I'm afraid Im going to leave you in suspense again!Thanks so much for you sweet fb!
maxandlizforever: I know!!
thank you for being here!!
Flamehair: thanks for the fb sweetie.. Im so happy Leo is doing well!!
Hunter: Hey sweetie! Thanks for the fb so so happy you like this!
begonia9508: Eve! Your right there is always a choice! and I think Victoria is used to getting her way no matter how it happens.. thank you so much!!
keepsmiling7: don't worry! I'm forever a dreamer! thats part of my problem in life!
thanks so much for sticking with this!!
angelina: yes IM afraid it is Victoria ... thank you so much for being here!!
ShatteredDreamer: thanks for wanting more!
Chapter 11.
As Max materialized back into the cave the consequences of his decision sank into him as bile rose up from his stomach.
Pain wrenched his heart twisting and ripping his insides until he felt as though he could take no more.
Life without Liz was unimaginable, each moment that went by felt like an eternity.
Aimlessly he wandered through the vast thick forest reliving her words, her excruciating rejection.
As if loosing the only girl he would - could ever love wasn't enough he still had Victoria to deal with.
He was beyond emotionally drained. He stumbled falling over rocks and fallen tree limbs as he somehow made his way out into a clearing.
He stared at his car for several moments trying to decide where to go. He wondered by now if she had gone to his parent’s home.
He imagined her at this very moment handing down the fate of his family that he loved so dearly.
How would he be able to look into his mother’s eyes knowing that he had cost them everything.
How could he face his sister knowing that she will never live the life of a normal woman. That she will spend the rest of her days alone without the joy of becoming a mother and wife. Without an education and the chance to use the brilliant mind he had always admired her for.
His thoughts then drifted to his father. He remembered how his dad talked to him of sacrifice and honor. How the true test of a man meant his willingness to do whatever it took to protect his family. Even if it meant giving up his own life, he couldn’t imagine what his father must be thinking of him now.
As he clung onto the steering wheel he hung his head low and sighed as the very real truth surrounded him like a dense blinding fog choking the life out of him. There was nowhere for him to go... love had cost him everything.
Anger swelled inside his bleeding torn heart as he cursed such a wasteful destructive emotion.
The once beautiful notion of that word that filled him with wonder and unimaginable happiness was just a lie.
He pounded the dashboard until his knuckles bled. Still he felt nothing. He wanted to feel the pain from his cuts. Anything would be better than the agonizing relentless carving of his insides churning from the loss of his love.
He glared at his hands watching as the blood trickled down his arms. He laughed as he fell against the leather seat remembering how fascinated he was by it all.
How he stared at her for hours on end before they even spoke. How just the sight of her would cause his heart to race and his stomach to rumble with such force.
He wondered if she had some sort of power over him.
In a way she did. She made him see everything differently. Food tasted better. The colors of the flowers that he had never paid attention to before looked more vibriant. The moon that he had gazed upon in passing time and time again suddently caught his attention as a wondrous site.
Music held a much deeper meaning, as he finally understood the words and how they spoke of undying devotion and unrelenting love.
She made life exciting and inviting in a way he had never imagined it could be.
With her in his arms nothing else mattered. He understood the many books of poems that he memorized. How the authors spoke verses of love and passion.
But it was all a lie. No one warned him of what was left of a heart that love had abandoned.
No song he ever heard or story he ever read described the agonizing hole that was dug out of you as you are left with nothing but memories that will forever torture your very soul and tear at your heart.
He closed his eyes as he grazed his fingers over his lips remembering her soft fiery kisses.
He winced in agony as he recalled her innocent wide eyes and her expression of excitement every time she would look at him.
Those first meetings, the meadow the ocean. How could he survive such a loss. How could he loose her forever.
Max wrenched over in pain as he felt her soft silky skin move beneath him, inviting him in. He could clearly see her staring at him with complete blind faith, trusting in every word he spoke to her.
He felt deep within his achy stiff bones that this thing called love had destroyed him. That the power it held to create such indescribable happiness could also cause unspeakable wretched torturous suffering and despair.
As Liz’s image mercilessly appeared again and again beneath his tired eyes he heard someone approaching.
“Sir? Sir, are you ok?”
It was one of Victoria’s butlers walking swiftly towards him. She wasn’t at his parent’s house at all. No of course not he thought to himself she was waiting for his return.
Wearily he motioned to the uniformed clad servant who eyes widened after seeing the blood coming from his hands.
“Master Evans, what happened to you? Did you have an accident? Do you need the assistance of a physician?”
Max chuckled as he waved William’s concern off.
“I’m perfectly fine. No need to worry about me my good man.”
Max padded him on the shoulder as he slid out of his car and placed his feet shakily on the loose gravel.
He stared hopelessly up at the enormous pretentious mansion as he nodded and began to walk to his inevitable fate.
The confused butler stood at attention with his hands to his side trying to keep up with Max urging him to listen to him.
“Master Evan’s please stop. I have to speak to you about something of great importance.”
As Max began to climb the marble steps leading to the solid gold double doors of his sealed personal hell he was stunned to find William grasping his shoulder.
“Master Evan’s I insist you stop immediately and listen to what I have to say!”
Servants were forbidden to speak in such a way not that any of the ridiculous rules mattered to Max…but it certainly got his attention.
William took Max by the face with his stark white gloves forcing him to look into his eyes.
With a harsh intense whisper he made sure he annunciated every single word as he gritted his teeth and glared into Max’s eyes.
“There isn’t much time Max. Victoria has gone to find Liz. Do you understand Max? Victoria at this very moment is on Earth and has your true love in her grip.”
Max instantly fell to his knees as his body shook violently with shock and horror.
William grabbed Max by the arms and lifted him up.
“There is no time for fear or regret now Max. You must go and save the woman you love! Fight for her! While there’s still a chance!”
Within seconds Max's eyes closed as he raised his head up to the heavens and disappeared.
Victoria had no idea how her treatment of the people around her left her with no loyalty and even less respect.
As William looked up at the rest of the servants a hopeful smile appeared on all of their faces.
They all silently nodded as they continued their work hoping that Max would get there in time.
That true love could and would prevail.



garcia88: kris thank you so much for your incredible fb! I really appreciate all the wonderful things you always say about my stories! Thank you for being so supportive!


dreamer19: Wow Getting a complement from you means so much to me K. thank you so much! I really appreciate you taking the time to tell me how you feel!

Natalie36: I'm happy that you feel for him too. Thanks so much Natalie!

destinyc: sorry destiny


maxandlizforever: I know!!



Flamehair: thanks for the fb sweetie.. Im so happy Leo is doing well!!

Hunter: Hey sweetie! Thanks for the fb so so happy you like this!

begonia9508: Eve! Your right there is always a choice! and I think Victoria is used to getting her way no matter how it happens.. thank you so much!!

keepsmiling7: don't worry! I'm forever a dreamer! thats part of my problem in life!


angelina: yes IM afraid it is Victoria ... thank you so much for being here!!

ShatteredDreamer: thanks for wanting more!

Chapter 11.
As Max materialized back into the cave the consequences of his decision sank into him as bile rose up from his stomach.
Pain wrenched his heart twisting and ripping his insides until he felt as though he could take no more.
Life without Liz was unimaginable, each moment that went by felt like an eternity.
Aimlessly he wandered through the vast thick forest reliving her words, her excruciating rejection.
As if loosing the only girl he would - could ever love wasn't enough he still had Victoria to deal with.
He was beyond emotionally drained. He stumbled falling over rocks and fallen tree limbs as he somehow made his way out into a clearing.
He stared at his car for several moments trying to decide where to go. He wondered by now if she had gone to his parent’s home.
He imagined her at this very moment handing down the fate of his family that he loved so dearly.
How would he be able to look into his mother’s eyes knowing that he had cost them everything.
How could he face his sister knowing that she will never live the life of a normal woman. That she will spend the rest of her days alone without the joy of becoming a mother and wife. Without an education and the chance to use the brilliant mind he had always admired her for.
His thoughts then drifted to his father. He remembered how his dad talked to him of sacrifice and honor. How the true test of a man meant his willingness to do whatever it took to protect his family. Even if it meant giving up his own life, he couldn’t imagine what his father must be thinking of him now.
As he clung onto the steering wheel he hung his head low and sighed as the very real truth surrounded him like a dense blinding fog choking the life out of him. There was nowhere for him to go... love had cost him everything.
Anger swelled inside his bleeding torn heart as he cursed such a wasteful destructive emotion.
The once beautiful notion of that word that filled him with wonder and unimaginable happiness was just a lie.
He pounded the dashboard until his knuckles bled. Still he felt nothing. He wanted to feel the pain from his cuts. Anything would be better than the agonizing relentless carving of his insides churning from the loss of his love.
He glared at his hands watching as the blood trickled down his arms. He laughed as he fell against the leather seat remembering how fascinated he was by it all.
How he stared at her for hours on end before they even spoke. How just the sight of her would cause his heart to race and his stomach to rumble with such force.
He wondered if she had some sort of power over him.
In a way she did. She made him see everything differently. Food tasted better. The colors of the flowers that he had never paid attention to before looked more vibriant. The moon that he had gazed upon in passing time and time again suddently caught his attention as a wondrous site.
Music held a much deeper meaning, as he finally understood the words and how they spoke of undying devotion and unrelenting love.
She made life exciting and inviting in a way he had never imagined it could be.
With her in his arms nothing else mattered. He understood the many books of poems that he memorized. How the authors spoke verses of love and passion.
But it was all a lie. No one warned him of what was left of a heart that love had abandoned.
No song he ever heard or story he ever read described the agonizing hole that was dug out of you as you are left with nothing but memories that will forever torture your very soul and tear at your heart.
He closed his eyes as he grazed his fingers over his lips remembering her soft fiery kisses.
He winced in agony as he recalled her innocent wide eyes and her expression of excitement every time she would look at him.
Those first meetings, the meadow the ocean. How could he survive such a loss. How could he loose her forever.
Max wrenched over in pain as he felt her soft silky skin move beneath him, inviting him in. He could clearly see her staring at him with complete blind faith, trusting in every word he spoke to her.
He felt deep within his achy stiff bones that this thing called love had destroyed him. That the power it held to create such indescribable happiness could also cause unspeakable wretched torturous suffering and despair.
As Liz’s image mercilessly appeared again and again beneath his tired eyes he heard someone approaching.
“Sir? Sir, are you ok?”
It was one of Victoria’s butlers walking swiftly towards him. She wasn’t at his parent’s house at all. No of course not he thought to himself she was waiting for his return.
Wearily he motioned to the uniformed clad servant who eyes widened after seeing the blood coming from his hands.
“Master Evans, what happened to you? Did you have an accident? Do you need the assistance of a physician?”
Max chuckled as he waved William’s concern off.
“I’m perfectly fine. No need to worry about me my good man.”
Max padded him on the shoulder as he slid out of his car and placed his feet shakily on the loose gravel.
He stared hopelessly up at the enormous pretentious mansion as he nodded and began to walk to his inevitable fate.
The confused butler stood at attention with his hands to his side trying to keep up with Max urging him to listen to him.
“Master Evan’s please stop. I have to speak to you about something of great importance.”
As Max began to climb the marble steps leading to the solid gold double doors of his sealed personal hell he was stunned to find William grasping his shoulder.
“Master Evan’s I insist you stop immediately and listen to what I have to say!”
Servants were forbidden to speak in such a way not that any of the ridiculous rules mattered to Max…but it certainly got his attention.
William took Max by the face with his stark white gloves forcing him to look into his eyes.
With a harsh intense whisper he made sure he annunciated every single word as he gritted his teeth and glared into Max’s eyes.
“There isn’t much time Max. Victoria has gone to find Liz. Do you understand Max? Victoria at this very moment is on Earth and has your true love in her grip.”
Max instantly fell to his knees as his body shook violently with shock and horror.
William grabbed Max by the arms and lifted him up.
“There is no time for fear or regret now Max. You must go and save the woman you love! Fight for her! While there’s still a chance!”
Within seconds Max's eyes closed as he raised his head up to the heavens and disappeared.
Victoria had no idea how her treatment of the people around her left her with no loyalty and even less respect.
As William looked up at the rest of the servants a hopeful smile appeared on all of their faces.
They all silently nodded as they continued their work hoping that Max would get there in time.
That true love could and would prevail.