Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 8:46 pm
OOC: Hey everyone! Guys, I’m so so sorry that I’ve been gone for so long. The past weeks have been hell for me with the illness I’ve been through. But I’m fine now, and back to the game and finally post. LOL
*Maria*
”Sorry? You’re sorry?”
I can’t help but laugh softly, shaking my head. I…I really don’t know what to think, how to feel, about any of this. I honestly don’t. I mean, in all of the years that I’ve known Liz, she has had never lied to me, never kept secrets, except for one. And it was a good reason. Even then, she had told me quickly. But now, I feel as if I don’t even know her anymore. To say that about the closest person to me besides Michael…it hurts. It truly hurts. I can’t help my reaction, and I feel horrid for it. I want to stand by her, and part of me does. But the other part of me is so mixed up, so confused, that it makes me start walking to stand beside Isbael, hanging my head, feeling a mixture of vindication at the statement I’m making, and a mixture of betrayal.
“I’m beginning to see the point too, Liz,” I say softly. “Look at him.” I gesture to where Michael had rushed off in a huff. “And all you can say is “I’m sorry?” That’s your answer? It’s not that simple. And that just doesn’t fly with me.”
If Max wasn’t needing to talk with him, patch things, I was half tempted to run after him. Part of me wanted to anyway.
*Alex*
I should be the one to be angry at Liz. The last time she acted this way, so secretive, so sneaky, look what it almost did to us. Look at the friendship that it broke, the damage that it did before we managed to repair it. But in the end, everything was fine. Yes, it turned out to be a huge secret she was hiding, but still…I realised in the end that she obviously had her reasons. I should have been fuming, should have been just as upset, if not more, than I was before. Not another one…not another time that she was acting this way.
But a rational side of me kicked in. The last time that she hid something from me, the only time, it was to protect. She did it to protect people, to save lives. She wouldn’t do that again, unless that were the case now. Poking and proding, pushing and yelling, wouldn’t do any good. And threatening her with remarks of “our friendship will be over,” certainly wouldn’t get it done.
”Maria,” I said gently, walking over to she and Isabel. “Isabel…come on. Let’s just…let’s just keep this in perspective, alright?” Maria laughed.
”Perspective? You’re one to talk about keeping things in perspective.”
Okay…maybe I deserved that. Okay, so I DEFINITELY deserved that.
”Please,” I said, looking at the girls. “Can we just…I don’t know…try to sit and talk and be friendly, calm? OR maybe try to see if Max caught up with Michael? One or the other is fine with me, as long as it doesn’t involve finger pointing or blame issuing.”
*Maria*
”Sorry? You’re sorry?”
I can’t help but laugh softly, shaking my head. I…I really don’t know what to think, how to feel, about any of this. I honestly don’t. I mean, in all of the years that I’ve known Liz, she has had never lied to me, never kept secrets, except for one. And it was a good reason. Even then, she had told me quickly. But now, I feel as if I don’t even know her anymore. To say that about the closest person to me besides Michael…it hurts. It truly hurts. I can’t help my reaction, and I feel horrid for it. I want to stand by her, and part of me does. But the other part of me is so mixed up, so confused, that it makes me start walking to stand beside Isbael, hanging my head, feeling a mixture of vindication at the statement I’m making, and a mixture of betrayal.
“I’m beginning to see the point too, Liz,” I say softly. “Look at him.” I gesture to where Michael had rushed off in a huff. “And all you can say is “I’m sorry?” That’s your answer? It’s not that simple. And that just doesn’t fly with me.”
If Max wasn’t needing to talk with him, patch things, I was half tempted to run after him. Part of me wanted to anyway.
*Alex*
I should be the one to be angry at Liz. The last time she acted this way, so secretive, so sneaky, look what it almost did to us. Look at the friendship that it broke, the damage that it did before we managed to repair it. But in the end, everything was fine. Yes, it turned out to be a huge secret she was hiding, but still…I realised in the end that she obviously had her reasons. I should have been fuming, should have been just as upset, if not more, than I was before. Not another one…not another time that she was acting this way.
But a rational side of me kicked in. The last time that she hid something from me, the only time, it was to protect. She did it to protect people, to save lives. She wouldn’t do that again, unless that were the case now. Poking and proding, pushing and yelling, wouldn’t do any good. And threatening her with remarks of “our friendship will be over,” certainly wouldn’t get it done.
”Maria,” I said gently, walking over to she and Isabel. “Isabel…come on. Let’s just…let’s just keep this in perspective, alright?” Maria laughed.
”Perspective? You’re one to talk about keeping things in perspective.”
Okay…maybe I deserved that. Okay, so I DEFINITELY deserved that.
”Please,” I said, looking at the girls. “Can we just…I don’t know…try to sit and talk and be friendly, calm? OR maybe try to see if Max caught up with Michael? One or the other is fine with me, as long as it doesn’t involve finger pointing or blame issuing.”